Chapter 2402 Extreme Lack of Love!

Feng Xinglang's words really broke Wu Song's heart.

If Cong Gang was not here at this moment, he would definitely not let Feng Xinglang abuse his boss like this.

"Feng Xinglang, can you stop talking?"

Cong Gang was not angry because of Feng Xinglang's insults, but twisted a towel to cool him physically.

"Caterpillar... you said... if... if that evil woman... wanted... to want you... would you go with her... or with me?"

Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang, breathing harder.

"I will only follow my daughter!" Cong Gang said warmly.

Feng Xinglang rolled his eyes at Cong Gang and said, "Daughter... son... slave!"

Not quite satisfied with his answer. Feng Xinglang would not compete with Cong Anan for her father, Cong Gang. But except Cong Anan, no one can compete with him!

"Close your eyes and count sheep...can you?" Cong Gang put the blindfold on Feng Xinglang again.

"Caterpillar... let me tell you... that... that Aria... is definitely... a stepmother! She... she is so... so cruel to her own... not to mention... don't Talk about your daughter!"

Feng Xinglang finally raised his hand to grab the blindfold, but Cong Gang pressed it down again.

"Okay, that's all you need to worry about! As for my shrewd daughter, any stepmother can handle her!"

Cong Gang glanced at the time and checked Feng Xinglang's breathing and heartbeat. Although he was not sure whether the antidote was effective, at least it did not aggravate Feng Xinglang's condition.

"Wusong, are there any sedatives in the car?" Cong Gang asked Wusong.

"Damn...Damn insect...what do you want...what do you want to do?" Feng Xinglang asked nervously.

"If you don't obey and just close your eyes and rest, I'll give you a tranquilizer!

Cong Gang threatened, "If one doesn't work, then get a few more!"

"Then... that thing has... side effects... you... you bitch want... to kill me?"

This threat did not frighten Feng Xinglang, but made him even more irritable.

"Then you are not allowed to speak from now on!"

Cong Gang guided Feng Xinglang to reduce his irritability, "Slowly relax... control your breathing and heartbeat rate!"

"Then... help me... take off the blindfold, and I will... stop talking."

Feng Xinglang breathed rapidly on purpose, "Otherwise...I will...I will...swear you to death!"

Cong Gang, who couldn't resist Feng Xinglang, finally helped him take off his blindfold.

Facing the childish Feng Xinglang, Cong Gang was so unprincipled and unable to stick to his principles!

Feng Xinglang took off his blindfold and remained silent for ten seconds. He just looked at Cong Gang intently.

Eleven seconds later, he spoke again, "Caterpillar... there are... unexpectedly... no wrinkles on your face!"

"...cough!" Cong Ze coughed lightly, "I don't have the time to worry about you! So I don't look old!"

It’s a good opportunity to enlighten!

"I...do I look...look old?"

Feng Xinglang raised his hand to touch his face, but it dropped halfway.

Cong Gang took Feng Xinglang's hand and placed it on his face, "If you continue to worry about everything... next time you pick up your daughter, her classmates will ask: Is this your grandfather?!"

"..." Feng Xinglang's whole body felt bad, "I... am I really... really that old?"

"Mr. Feng, you really look older than Mr. Songtai!" the God of Five Songs on the side said.

Although he felt uncomfortable, Feng Xinglang finally calmed down.

But Feng Xinglang really remembered the line from the five poems, "You look older than Mr. Songtai!"

…

Feng Xinglang tortured Cong Gang for more than eight hours. It's already one o'clock in the morning.

Feng Xinglang, who was injected with the antidote for the second time, became even more energetic. But his body became weaker and weaker.

It started with dinner, then washing, and then excretion... except for the mouth that worked well, the whole person was limp and more disabled than disabled.

If he were a vegetative state, Cong Gang could still cope with it. But Feng Xinglang's mental state was surprisingly high.

"Does the antidote you inject me with...do it work? Why can't I still exert my strength?"

Although Feng Xinglang's limbs were not strong enough, he could speak much more fluently. He also became more diligent in calling Cong Gang.

"If a person's energy is conserved, then your mouth has extremely overdrawn the energy of other parts of your body! That's why you can't exert your energy!"

Cong Gang really wanted to knock Feng Xinglang unconscious with a knife; at least he could be quiet.

"I want to drink……"

Feng Xinglang turned his head to look at Cong Gang, his neck moving freely. It's probably that antidote that's starting to take effect.

"Didn't you drink just now?" Cong Gang frowned.

"I still want to drink now...can't I?" Feng Xinglang said angrily, "Do you have this much patience?"

Cong Gang curled up the corners of his lips slightly, but still leaned over, picked up the water glass with one hand, held up Feng Xinglang's head with the other, and carefully fed the water to his mouth.

Feng Xinglang took a sip and turned his head, "Why is it boiled water? I want to drink coffee!"

This kind of torment is really awesome!

Cong Gang suppressed his anger and said, "Then I'll get you freshly ground coffee..."

"Don't go!" Feng Xinglang scolded Cong Gang who was about to get up and leave.

"Feng Xinglang, do you think you are a three-year-old child? It's one o'clock in the morning. If you don't want to sleep, why should I still sleep?"

It’s not that Cong Gang is really sleepy, he’s just worried that if Feng Xinglang continues to be so energetic, after 24 hours, he will be even more exhausted than he is now!

If he were ten or twenty years younger, he could still survive; now Feng Xinglang is a grandfather.

"Cong Gang, what's your attitude? You don't want to serve me... Could it be that you want to serve that vicious woman Aria? Don't forget who picked you up from the cold asphalt road in Chinatown!"

They have been chatting for nine hours, and Feng Xinglang's mouth is not tired.

"President Fengda, please calm down! I'm going to the bathroom... and I'll be back to serve you in a moment!"

"Give you two minutes!" Feng Xinglang snorted.

Cong Gang ignored Feng Xinglang, stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

In the bathroom, Cong Gang turned on the faucet and then sent a message to Lin Xueluo. At this time, Lin Xueluo from Shanghai should have gotten up early to take care of her grandson.

[Your CEO has a cold and is in desperate need of love! He needs your comfort! 】

But he didn't expect Lin Xueluo to call immediately after receiving the message from Cong Gang.

Fortunately, Cong Gang's hand speed was fast enough. Almost instantly.

"Brother Cong, how's the conversation between Nono and Jiang Jiu going? Jiang Jiu's mother didn't embarrass Nono, right?"

Lin Xueluo did not ask about her husband Feng Xinglang's situation, but was only concerned about the progress of her eldest son Feng Linnuo and her daughter-in-law. Perhaps she felt that her husband was not a three-year-old child, so why should he be comforted when he had a minor cold?

"It's already half done! By now tomorrow, you should be able to receive the gift from Jiangjiu! She will be grateful if you can sign for it in person!" Cong Gang said warmly.

"Ah? Jiang Jiu wants to give me a big gift? Actually, I really don't need any big gift... I just want her and Nuonuo to be good! Let's run their little family well together!"

Lin Xueluo, this mother-in-law, is so open-minded and kind-hearted that there is nothing to say.

"You will definitely like her gift!" Cong Gang softened his voice, "Make sure to sign for it in person tomorrow!"

"Okay, okay, I will definitely like Jiangjiu's gift, no matter how big or small!" Lin Xueluo was full of expectations.

"By the way, you should call your ancestor... He can make a lot of noise! ​​With the help of being in my friend's house, he is such an uncle, which makes me really embarrassed!"

The only one who could defeat Feng Xinglang was Lin Xueluo.

"I'm sorry, Brother Cong, for embarrassing you! Don't worry, I will teach him a lesson!"

"Don't train him too harshly, just let him sleep peacefully!" Cong Gang added.

"Okay, I'll call Feng Xinglang now!"

After hanging up Cong Gang's call, Lin Xueluo immediately called her husband Feng Xinglang. And it was a video call.

"Xueluo? You look so beautiful today... Where is Wanwan? Have you gone to school?"

As soon as the video call was connected, Feng Xinglang started his chatty mode.

"Feng Xinglang, it's early morning in Munich. You're up late at night. Why are you making such a fuss?"

How does this look like a cold? He obviously took a stimulant! Talks more than she does!

"Oh my God! Did that bitch Cong Gang complain to you?" Feng Xinglang immediately turned his anger on Cong Gang.

"You still have the nerve to say that? Can you stop pretending to be an uncle when you ask for help at someone else's house?"

Lin Xueluo on the phone began to pick up her sleeves, "I give you three minutes to fall asleep! Do you hear that?!"

"Okay, okay, I'm going to sleep now!"

In front of Lin Xueluo, Feng Xinglang had already obeyed the order subtly.

"Feng Xinglang, how old are you? Are you making trouble for a small cold? When will you change your bad habit of pretending to be an uncle?" Lin Xueluo scolded angrily.

"Isn't it... doesn't it feel uncomfortable? I don't have any strength in my body!" Feng Xinglang said miserably.

"Are you as pitiful as Xiao Nuo? His biological father and mother are not with him. He is only one month old and has to drink a bottle...I miss my mother and I cry!" Lin Xueluo also started humming.

"Wife, wife, stop it! Forget that I'm afraid of you! I will try my best to handle this matter and let our Nuonuo take the ginger wine, and the young couple will return home!"

I have to say that Lin Xueluo's method of forcing and urging was really clever.

"Well, little Nuo is waiting for the good news about grandpa at home! Goodbye, grandpa! You should sleep well and take good care of yourself!"

Lin Xueluo raised little Nuo's little hand to greet her husband, "Little Nuo can't wait to be hugged by grandpa!"

Looking at the cute and cute little thing, Feng Xinglang's eyes softened.

After hanging up the phone from his wife, Feng Xinglang tilted his head and shouted in the direction of the bathroom:

"Damn bug, come out! Dare you complain to my wife? I've turned against you! Get out now!"

Feng Xinglang's answer was his own repeated abuse.

It turned out that Cong Gang had just recorded the audio. "Feng Xinglang, if you make trouble again, I will send this recording to your wife! Tell her that I can't control you anymore and ask her to come to Munich in person! By the way, ask her to bring your daughter Feng Linwan to Ali Ya is a hostage!”