Chapter 2187 Postscript 5

Feng Xinglang was playing with his mobile phone and had no intention of working.

That bitch Cong Gang actually gave birth to a daughter? How could he have a daughter? His life attitude of being a monster and seeking death is completely unscientific!

Could this little girl named An An be adopted by Cong Gang? !

Could it be said that this caterpillar has so much love that he can raise a child for anyone? Is he going to open a kindergarten?

But the younger son also said that An An was the beloved one of Big Chong Chong and had the same relationship with him as his biological father and Wan Wan!

Feng Xinglang hesitated whether to call Cong Gang to inquire? But it seems that I can’t hold on to face!

Last time in the bathroom, Cong Gang stood by and watched Feng Xinglang being 'bullied' by Yan Bang. Feng Xinglang was still very upset!

Is it because you can just stand by and watch when you see that his life is not in danger?

Rather, he wanted to see himself being 'bullied' and embarrassed? !

No matter what the reason was, Feng Xinglang felt that Cong Gang, a close bodyguard, was unforgivable!

Why don't you call Cong Gang? Feng Xinglang was extremely curious. He really wanted to know: How did the child named An An come about?

After a fierce ideological struggle, Feng Xinglang finally dialed Cong Gang's phone number.

When it comes to things like consuming patience, Cong Gang has always been the winner. He has endless patience and willpower. Until Feng Xinglang took the initiative to talk to him. This is also where someone gets to cut their teeth the most! But there is nothing you can do!

The phone buzzed for two or three seconds before being connected. This time I refused to accept the call without any airs.

"I am Feng Xinglang."

"Yes, I heard it." Cong Gang's response was light and casual.

"I heard from Chongchong that you had a daughter?" Feng Xinglang went straight to the main topic.

"Well, yes." Cong Gang responded lightly.

"How did you do it?"

Feng Xinglang's questions were full of doubts and deep confusion.

Perhaps in his opinion, it was really unbelievable that Cong Gang gave birth to a daughter.

After a while of silence on the phone, Cong just answered slowly: "How did your daughter do it... That's pretty much how my An An did it."

This answer... is very Cong Gang!

"Is your name really An'an?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly, "Is he really your biological child?"

"Yes. An'an is my biological child."

Cong Gang answered quietly. It seemed that he did not expect Feng Xinglang's reaction to be so huge.

"When did you have a woman? Stop hiding it, bring her out and show us something new!" Feng Xinglang said in a disdainful tone.

"You've seen it before. My name is Lia." Cong Gang still said quietly.

"Lia? Isn't that woman dead?" Feng Xinglang sat up straight.

"Well, he's dead!" Cong Gang replied calmly again.

"Did she give birth before she died? Then... wouldn't it be about the same size as Chong Chong?" Feng Xinglang estimated the approximate time.

"An'an is a frozen egg baby, only sixteen months old!" Cong Gang said calmly.

"frozen?"

Feng Xinglang seemed to be relieved a lot, and sighed quietly: "It turns out that he is a motherless child."

Cong Gang didn't answer.

"By the way, I'll go to your place tomorrow morning... pick me up on time!"

Even though he took the initiative to call Cong Gang, the superiority of master and servant cannot be messed up. He must maintain the high profile that a master should have.

"Okay." But I didn't expect that Cong Gang was also very cooperative.

Feng Xinglang liked Cong Gang, who had such a low eyebrow and a pleasant look. I feel like my mood can be lifted up in an instant.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Xinglang realized that he had forgotten to ask Cong Gang about what he was doing and watching!

It doesn’t matter. Wouldn’t it be better to have a face-to-face meeting tomorrow?

…

The next morning, Feng Xinglang was woken up early by his wife.

"Xinglang, it's almost seven o'clock, get up quickly! Aunt An has packed a lot of food for An An, and it won't taste good when it gets cold for a while!"

After Feng Xinglang went downstairs, he realized that there were a lot of people going to Qibei Mountain City to see Cong Gang and his daughter. Including his wife and eldest son, as well as Noila Mo who was joining in the fun.

Not only were there people, but there were also tons of packed food.

"What are you doing?" Feng Xinglang asked in surprise.

"Dad, my son wants to see little An'an from the caterpillar's house!"

Originally, Feng Linnuo wanted to act secretly. But I didn’t expect that Mommy would also go with me.

I was thinking that if Mommy went with me, it would be easier to handle. Because under normal circumstances, biological father would not dare to disobey mommy.

"Xinglang, Cong Gang has a daughter. We should go and see their father and daughter! He paid so much for our family back then. Now that he has a daughter, we have to treat his daughter as our own. It’s out!”

"Sister Xueluo is gone, so there's just one more me!" Mo Ranran interrupted.

Feng Xinglang was really helpless: How come there are always so many people interested in Cong Gang when there is any movement?

"Okay, don't get excited yet! I've already made an appointment with Cong Gang: let's get together tomorrow weekend! For a family-style gathering, you can bring all the children!" Feng Xinglang played a slow-down strategy. . He knew that Cong Gang had a weird personality and didn't like people waiting to go to his lair. Maybe when you drive to the Panshan intersection in Qibei Mountain City, he will give you some tire breaker. Not only will it be troublesome then, but it will also

Still embarrassing.

"Xinglang, have you really made an appointment with Cong Gang and his daughter?" Xueluo asked in surprise.

"When has my husband ever disappointed Miss Lin?" Feng Xinglang asked with a leisurely hum.

"Then...should we go today?" Mo Ranran asked.

"Today, you plan to buy some gifts for Cong Gang's daughter first. Wouldn't it be better to give them to little An'an at the weekend?" Under normal circumstances, Feng Xinglang's IQ alone can handle this. Son of man.

"Yes, yes, I even forgot to buy a meeting gift for little An'an!"

A few words from someone dispelled the idea that a woman's thoughts come out all at once.

Lin Nuo knew that his father had been having a cold war with Big Caterpillar recently. It was hard to say whether his father actually dated Big Caterpillar and his daughter. But he still chose to believe in his biological father, and he didn't cause trouble.

With the food packed for little An'an, the little boy Feng Chongchong was very excited and sat down in his father's Bentley.

If he could grow wings, the little thing would have flown to Qibei Mountain City by himself.

"Chongchong, is your girlfriend pretty?" Feng Xinglang asked quietly in the driving Bentley.

"Beautiful." The little guy nodded seriously.

"Then your girlfriend must not be like a big Chong Chong... Because Cong Gang is so stunted, it is impossible to give birth to a beautiful daughter!" Feng Xinglang's words sounded sour.

"Better than Wanwan!"

The little guy's casual words seemed to slap his father, Feng Xinglang, directly in the face.

"Prettier than my daughter? Haha! There is absolutely no such possibility!" Feng Xinglang, who was eager to protect his daughter, directly confronted his youngest son, "Chongchong, although beauty is in the eye of the beholder, you can't be so against your will, right? ? Wanwan is your biological sister, you can’t belittle your biological sister just because you have a crush on that little An’an, right?! We have to speak based on the facts!”