Chapter 2492 Dear Miss Lin

When Feng Xinglang woke up, the bedroom was warm and cozy.

The youngest son lay beside him, quiet and well-behaved. He had been waiting quietly for his father, Feng Xinglang, to wake up.

"Daddy, are you awake?"

Seeing that his biological father was awake, the little guy quickly stepped forward, carefully lifted the back of his father's neck, and placed a pillow underneath.

"Xiao Chong... when was it? Have you been here?"

Feng Xinglang let out a breath of fresh air, looked around and asked, "Where's the caterpillar?"

"Big Chongchong went to make supper for daddy..."

The little guy has always been by his father's side, and the purpose is not as simple as fulfilling his filial piety. "Daddy, have you told Big Chongchong that you agree with me to take little An'an home?"

"Is it okay to be a little ambitious? Can't you teach that wild girl a lesson...let her restrain herself?"

Feng Xinglang thought: It would be good to let Cong An'an reflect alone for a few days. Feng Xinglang's biological son who bullied him all day long... also deserved a beating!

"Daddy, if An An is alone in the foster care place, she will be scared and uncomfortable!" Feng Chongchong opened his starry eyes. Just now when his father was asleep, he mentioned to Cong Gang that he wanted to pick up little An'an, but he was rejected by Big Chongchong's sharp eyes. So the little guy can only place his hopes on his biological father, Feng Xinglang.

On my body.

"Okay, when Cong Gang comes back, my father will tell him."

As a loving father, Feng Xinglang still couldn't bear to let his youngest son down, "Don't worry, your little An'an will come back sooner or later! She is Cong Gang's only daughter!"

"By the way, daddy...give me your cell phone!"

The little guy returned the cell phone he had kept in his pocket to his father, Feng Xinglang.

"Has anyone called your biological father?" Feng Xinglang took the cell phone from his youngest son's hand.

"Mommy hit one...Da Nuonuo also hit one. The battery is fully charged."

"Your mommy?" Feng Xinglang was slightly startled, "You didn't say that your mommy said I was 'dead'?"

"Of course not! Xiaochong can't bear to let mommy worry and feel sad." The little guy said loudly.

"Quite witty!"

Feng Xinglang had just turned on his phone and was about to call his wife when his wife's call came in.

Sure enough, the couple is of the same mind!

"Dear little Miss Lin, do you want to marry your husband?" Feng Xinglang said with a gentle voice.

"Feng Xinglang? Why did you answer the phone?"

As soon as Feng Xinglang's voice fell, his wife's curse came, "If you don't turn on the phone, will everyone think you are dead?!"

"Who is cursing me to death?" Feng Xinglang asked angrily.

"Who else could it be? It's your great biological father, Mr. Hetun!"

Lin Xueluo glared at Hetun and said angrily.

In fact, it's not surprising that Lin Xueluo has a problem with Hetun: anyone would not be in a good mood if she came early in the morning to tell her that her husband was dead! Fortunately, her husband was still alive and well, otherwise Lin Xueluo really wanted to have a quarrel with Hetun to vent his anger.

When Lin Xueluo opened Feng Xinglang's cell phone, both Hetun and Jiang Jiu were shocked. They would inevitably wonder whether the person who was talking to Lin Xueluo was Feng Xinglang himself!

The excited Hetun stepped forward quickly and snatched the mobile phone from his daughter-in-law Lin Xueluo's hand.

"Alang...Alang...is that really you? Are you still alive?"

Hetun was very excited. As he grew older, he cared more and more for his only biological son. If his precious son really died in an accident, Hetun might not live long.

"I said Hetun...how much do you want me to die?" Feng Xinglang replied angrily to Hetun.

"Alang...Alang...it's really you! It's really my Alang! It's great that you are still alive!"

Hetun cried with joy. On the way to Feng's house, he almost collapsed.

He originally wanted to take the opportunity to yell at Hetun, but when he heard Hetun's choked words, Feng Xinglang couldn't bear it anymore.

"I'm fine... Who did you hear that I was dead?" Feng Xinglang asked in a soft voice.

"Nono rushed to Turkey last night, and took Shi Qi with him... He said he was going to collect the body for you... After I learned the news this morning, I almost... almost..."

Hetun choked up again, "Alang, it's good that you're okay! Otherwise, dad will really not be able to survive!"

"Okay, you are so old, stop howling!"

Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, "My life is tough! You can't kill me, let alone others!"

"Alang...are you injured?" Hetun asked in a hoarse voice.

"A little flesh wound, nothing serious! You can go back to Shanghai tomorrow!" Feng Xinglang said calmly.

"Don't be in a hurry to come back...Dad will pick you up on a private plane!" Hetun said repeatedly.

"No need to trouble you! Wusong got me a special plane."

After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang was a little uncomfortable with such a sensational conversation with He Tun, "Give Xueluo your phone, I have something to tell her!"

The phone returned to Lin Xueluo's hand.

"Xinglang, did something happen? I heard from Kanai that you should have come back two days ago... Why did it take so long?" Lin Xueluo complained.

"The identity document was robbed by a group of refugees... so it was delayed for two or three days!"

Feng Xinglang breathed out lightly, "Where is Wanwan? Have you gotten up? I want to hear her call me daddy..."

"I won't let you listen! Let's wait until you come back!"

Lin Xueluo directly rejected her husband's request, "By the way, are Cong Gang and Xiaochong with you?"

"Mommy, Mommy, Xiaochong is here! But An'an isn't!"

Hearing Mommy mentioning him, the little guy immediately came closer and said, "Mommy, can you ask Daddy to get An An back?"

"Where did An An go?" Lin Xueluo asked softly.

"An'an did something wrong and was sent to a foster home by Big Chongchong... Xiaochong misses An'an so much. Can you let daddy persuade Big Chongchong?" the little guy said weakly.

"An'an was sent back to the foster home? What happened? Ask your dad to answer the phone!" Lin Xueluo shouted angrily.

Feng Chongchong immediately returned the phone to his father, Feng Xinglang, and said, "Daddy, Mommy has something to tell you."

"Xinglang, where is An'an? Why were you sent back to the foster home by Cong Gang?"

Lin Xueluo asked in a tight voice, "What mistake did An An make? Brother Cong is so angry?"

"Forget about that savage girl! She is unruly and willful...their father and daughter have the same virtue!"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "My narrow escape this time is all thanks to the father and daughter!"

"Feng Xinglang, when will you change your habit of blaming others? No matter what method you use, you must let Brother Cong bring An An back!" Then Lin Xueluo added, "An An is your Feng Xing Lang’s daughter-in-law! As a father-in-law, you must tolerate her!"