Chapter 2189 Postscript 7

While Feng Xinglang was eating steak, he narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at Cong Gang.

Then a wicked sneer curled up at the corner of his lips, and he asked with a snort: "Cong Gang, is An An's child your biological child? Don't let women trick you into being a cuckold. You have to give him something else." Men are taken advantage of!"

Feng Xinglang didn't quite believe in An An's life story fabricated by Cong Gang.

He felt that Cong Gang might have extraordinary abilities in other areas, but when it came to men and women... he should be an emotional idiot! Therefore, it is still very possible for a woman to be tricked into raising another man’s child!

"I think you should go get a paternity test with An An! This will prevent you from being taken advantage of by others!"

"Listening to what you said, you and your three children should have had paternity tests done, right?!" Cong Gang asked lightly.

Feng Xinglang became a little bit angry in an instant, "My three children must be my own biological children! There is no doubt about it! I just don't want you to be taken advantage of, because you don't know a good person's heart!"

"Feng Xinglang, the tone of your words...why don't you seem to want An An to be my biological child?" Cong Gang let out a faint smile.

"Did I? Ha!"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "Cong Gang, I'm really not interested in your nonsense! If you are willing to raise children for others, that's your business!"

At this moment, Feng Xinglang's emotions were complicated. On the benevolent side, he hopes that Cong Gang can have a little cotton-padded jacket as his spiritual sustenance; but on the selfish side, he doesn't seem to want Cong Gang to be emotionally bound.

Cong Gang, who had no emotional ties, would go all out for him, Feng Xinglang. He even sacrificed his life!

But now, Cong Gang has a daughter. If this daughter is still his biological child... then he will definitely have concerns! He is no longer the slave who can devote everything to him, Feng Xinglang!

As if he could read someone's mind, Cong Gang drank the millet porridge in his bowl leisurely, and then responded calmly:

"Do you know why I started training An An to take care of myself when I was ten months old? That's because I'm lazy! How can a cold-blooded and lazy person like me raise children for others!"

Perhaps the real monologue deep in my heart should be like this: Because I am always ready to die for worthy people and worthy things!

He doesn’t have to understand!

"So, An An is really your biological child? Okay... When you say biological child, just be biological!"

Feng Xinglang stuffed a large piece of snowflake beef into his mouth, "My daughter's name is Wanwan, your daughter's name is An'an, good night, good night... Cong Gang, is your mother deliberately trying to compete with me for your daughter?!"

"..." Cong Gang's lips trembled slightly, "How can my daughter compare with CEO Feng Da's daughter... They are not on the same level at all!"

"Well, it's good that you have such self-awareness!" Feng Xinglang put aside the vegetables in the salad and only ate the shelled Brazilian pine nuts. Feng Xinglang would never operate such a picky eating method in front of his wife and children. Because he wants to remain a good husband and father in front of his wife and children.

glorious image.

But in front of Cong Gang, he did whatever he wanted. It seemed that if Cong Gang didn't do anything for a day, he would feel uncomfortable all over.

"When the two children have conflicts in the future, I will advise my family An'an to be gentler on your daughter for your sake!"

Cong Gang responded quietly. It really made Feng Xinglang angry again.

"Cong Gang, can you not be so vulgar? This is a peaceful era, use your brain! You just kill yourself like a brainless fool, but you actually teach your daughter to be like you?"

Feng Xinglang felt like he was talking to a cow, "Do you understand what connotation is?"

"At least my daughter can protect herself! But your daughter needs others to protect her!" Cong Gang said quietly.

"So, you can only be my bodyguard in this life!" Feng Xinglang sneered.

"That's up to me!" Cong Gang gave a faint smile.

"Are you willing or not? What else can you do? Surrendering to me is your only choice!" Feng Xinglang snorted.

"An'an, have you changed your diaper?"

Seeing little An'an coming out of the bathroom, Feng Chongchong immediately came forward to greet him. Not only did little Anan change her diaper, but she also put on clothes.

Feng Xinglang was really shocked: a little baby who was only sixteen months old could actually change his own diaper! !

Thinking about my daughter who is still several months older, she is still playing with bubbles in a bowl! Occasionally, I would run into Mommy's arms and get a few mouthfuls of milk.

"An'an, I packed a lot of delicious food for you."

Little An'an ignored Feng Chongchong's attentiveness, but ran directly towards Cong Gang, and then climbed up Cong Gang's strong legs with a huff. Both father and daughter looked aloof.

Only then did Feng Xinglang take a closer look at Xiao An'an's face: he really had some similarities with Cong Gang. In the cold aura, there is a touch of pure and refined sweetness.

Although he was only a few months old, perhaps because of Cong Gang's support behind him, the little thing didn't show any timidity when he looked at Feng Xinglang. And he turned a blind eye to Feng Chongchong, who was always showing hospitality.

"An'an, come here, let uncle hug you."

The corners of Feng Xinglang's lips are curved upward, which proves that he likes this child named An An very much. That little look is so cute and cute.

"An'an, call me uncle."

Not knowing what he meant, Cong Gang actually added this sentence.

Feng Xinglang reached out his long arms, wanting to hold Xiao An's little hand on the dining table, but before she could touch the little thing, she hid her hands behind her back, and then looked at Feng Xinglang calmly.

"Daddy, An An doesn't like others touching her hands!"

Seeing that little An An was unhappy, Feng Chongchong immediately stepped forward to stop his own father who wanted to touch An An's little hand.

"..." My youngest son really didn't inherit the essence of his father's character!

Xiao Anan doesn't let her touch her little hands, so he really doesn't want to touch her? !

How cowardly does this have to be? ! Completely unlike his biological son Feng Xinglang!

Didn't you know that there is an idiom called "The overlord presses the bow", is it used to deal with aloof little girls like Xiao An'an?

Feng Xinglang decided to demonstrate it to his younger son himself: instead of touching his little hands, he touched little An'an's little face!

So, Feng Xinglang's reaching arm changed its direction and touched directly towards little An'an's baby-fat face...

But Feng Xinglang never expected that before his hand touched little An'an's cheek, the little thing suddenly came forward and bit Feng Xinglang's index finger!

Although they are just small deciduous teeth, it still hurts a little bit if you bite them with all your strength.

"Little girl, I am your father-in-law...you actually bit me?!"

After exporting, Feng Xinglang realized that he had used the wrong name? Shouldn’t we call ourselves ‘father-in-law’? ! It seems that I was really bitten and confused by this unruly girl!

"An'an, don't bite anyone!"

After Cong Gang scolded him lightly, the little thing let go of his baby teeth, and then pretended to be innocent and snuggled into Cong Gang's arms. I thought Cong Gang would criticize his daughter severely, but I didn't expect him to add: "This uncle doesn't like to wash his hands. His hands are full of bacteria, so it's unhygienic for you to bite them in your mouth!"