Chapter 2193 Postscript 11

Seeing little An'an staring pitifully at her husband, Xueluo felt really distressed and decided to use "domestic violence" to help little An'an.

"Feng Xinglang, if you dare not to eat, I won't let you hold Wanwan for a month!"

Xueluo took the mango that Xiao Anan had placed on the table, tore open a piece of the fruit skin, and stuffed it into her husband Feng Xinglang's mouth.

Before Feng Xinglang could speak, his mouth was filled with mango stuffed by his wife.

It’s a good demonstration of what ‘one thing brings down another’!

"An'an, uncle has already eaten the mango you gave me, and he has forgiven you!"

Xueluo, who knelt down in front of little An'an, already looked like a smiling and loving mother-in-law. Looking at the aloof little An'an, Xueluo really likes her, but also feels unspeakably distressed.

After An An saw Feng Xinglang eating the mango she gave him, he immediately turned around and ran back.

"An An...wait for Xiao Chong." The kid Feng Chong Chong immediately chased after him to keep him company.

Watching her youngest son running away with little An'an, Xueluo's eyes were filled with tenderness: her youngest son finally came out of his autistic world! He has someone he likes, someone he wants to care about and love!

The next second, Cong Gang, dressed in gray casual clothes, appeared in front of everyone. He came and asked his daughter to send Feng Xinglang an apology mango.

The brown glasses gave the cold Cong Gang a hint of the warmth of a father. Then he held his daughter, who was running towards him, in his arms with one arm.

"Mr. Songtai, it's really brilliant to have you here! Please come in!"

As soon as Cong appeared, the host Bai Mo came forward to greet him. Bai Mo not only admired Cong Gang, but also admired him greatly.

Feng Lixin also immediately stood up to greet him. Only Feng Xinglang was still sitting lazily on the wicker chair eating his mango.

That gesture seemed to express: No matter how much others respect you, you are just my follower, Feng Xinglang. You must be clear about your identity and abide by the propriety of master and servant.

"Brother Cong, you have raised An An so well. She has been able to be so independent since she was a child... I really envy her!"

Xueluo came forward with a smile on her face.

"Cong... Cong Daxia... I have heard your name for a long time. When I saw you today, you are indeed extraordinary! You are cold, cool and elegant!" Mo Ranran admired Cong Gang, who spoke very little, and his words were just a few words. He became incoherent: "I...I like your family An'an so much...please look at my family's Zaizai, okay? You little gentleman! Quiet and well-behaved, with your family An'an...or...still"

It’s quite a match! "

"What kind of match is that? Zai Zai is only two or three months old, okay! My Chongchong and An An are the same age, so they are the best match!"

Although she was a sister-in-law and her relationship was usually very good, for the sake of her youngest son, Xueluo did not give in, but fought hard for him.

"It also depends on who An An likes, right?"

Noila Mo took Zaizai out of the stroller, trying hard to see little An'an in Cong Gang's arms.

"Yes, yes, An'an is only two years old. It's really too early for you to talk about a good match now!"

Yuan Duoduo's implication is: I have to wait until my Tutu is born to discuss this topic!

"Mr. Cong, seeing as your daughter is so popular... you should have more children!"

After following his younger brother Feng Xinglang for a long time, Feng Lixin also learned to be humorous in his own words.

"Actually, people like me don't deserve to have children... Maybe I'm tired, so I want to draw warmth from my children! This is very selfish and irresponsible!"

Cong Gang's words of self-reflection and self-criticism sounded very sincere. Maybe for him, letting little An An be born was a very selfish act!

At least that's how Feng Xinglang sees it!

"Mr. Songtai's visit is really a great honor to Mr. Bai!"

The person who answered was Feng Xinglang. His face seemed to be smiling but not smiling. On the surface, his words were trying to elevate Cong Gang.

"No! Mr. Song, I, Bai Mo, once again express my gratitude and welcome to you."

In formal occasions, Bai Mo and Feng Xinglang's cooperation was quite tacit.

"Mo San, you are younger than Mr. Songtai... If you don't mind, just call Mr. Song third brother!"

Feng Xinglang's understatement still contained a lot of information.

First of all, he wanted Cong Gang to come into his and Bai Mo's circle, and still have the status of brother! Secondly, Cong Gang can only be Bai Mo's third brother, and he has to be called second brother, which can be considered to be able to overpower him Cong Gang.

As for Yan Bang... Subtly, Feng Xinglang was still used to keeping his place.

Bai Mo was quite smart, so he immediately changed his words and called Cong Gang: "Hello, third brother!"

Being able to call Cong Gang a brother-in-law was certainly what Bai Mo wished for.

Cong Gang did not answer in a hurry, but looked at Feng Xinglang who was sitting lazily on the wicker chair, 'watching the show'. He thought that Feng Xinglang would 'torture' him, but he didn't expect that it would be in such a way.

If he recognized Bai Mo as his 'fourth brother', wouldn't it mean that he would have to get entangled with these unrelated people? !

"I can't be your third brother! I'm not qualified to be your third brother! I like a free life, I'm sorry!"

Cong Gang refused abruptly. This made Bai Mo really embarrassed. It's really embarrassing.

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes in an instant, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips. But I can't read what he wants.

"Mr. Song, are you not giving us Mr. Bai face?!" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

Since Cong Gang wants to be this evil person, let him be evil all the way! Don't give him a chance to turn over! "Thank you, Mr. Feng, for commending me just now! But you can't harm your brother, Mr. Bai! You know that I have many enemies, and whoever becomes my brother will only be dragged down by me, and may even be killed! You... I want to trick Mr. Bai, I want to think about myself

Are you alone in Shanghai? "

Cong Gang said softly, "Come on, let's cheat each other"!

Feng Xinglang's lips twitched slightly: Although he was angry at Cong Gang's tone of voice, he seemed to be quite satisfied with his behavior...

He, Cong Gang, can only be his, Feng Xinglang's man! Others cannot get their hands on his Cong Gang, and he Cong Gang cannot covet others! He can only accept his only master, Feng Xinglang!

The harsh sarcastic remarks made by Feng Xinglang and Cong Gang fell in the eyes of everyone, and they were really confused!

If words could kill, I'm afraid it would have been a flash of sword and blood dripping by now!

"Brother Cong, you...you misunderstood! My Xinglang didn't mean that...he...he really wants to be friends and brothers with you!"

Xueluo quickly stopped the tit-for-tat confrontation between her husband and Cong Gang. And there are so many children here, it’s not good to fight back and forth.

"Yes, Mr. Song, Brother Lang really wants us to be brothers!" Bai Mo immediately took over Xueluo's words.

"It's just a joke..."

Feng Xinglang snorted in a long voice, "Bai Mo, a person like Cong Gang who doesn't know if he can eat another meal after one meal... I don't know if he will be dead on the street one day, do it with him." Brother, thank you! And he doesn't have the qualifications!" Feng Xinglang, who had been praising Cong Gang just now, changed his tone and immediately trampled Cong Gang into the dust.