Chapter 2523 I Love You, I Have the Final Say (4)

"..." Cong Gang was silent: I haven't offended that man in the past two days!

Why are you angry again?

The key point is that this anger is so fierce that I'm afraid it won't be easy to spend tonight!

"Boss, don't worry, I'm following Mr. Feng's car!"

Kanai is quite honest, "Although Mr. Feng's driving skills are average, he has driven this road to Qibei Mountain City countless times and is already familiar with it! Moreover, Mr. Feng is not socializing tonight, and he has not drunk any alcohol!" Your mind should be clear!"

After hanging up the phone, Cong Gang looked slightly calm: Should we consider imposing a speed limit on all Feng Xinglang's cars? Especially when driving at night!

It only took about ten minutes from the time the road blocker was triggered to when Feng Xinglang suddenly stopped the supercar at the door.

On flat ground, the speed of seventy or eighty yards is really not very fast; but on the mountain road, it seems a bit faster.

When Feng Xinglang came in, Cong Gang was drinking tea.

As the sports car sped along the mountain road, Cong Gang kept waiting silently. Until Feng Xinglang appeared in front of him safely.

"Why are you here?" Cong Gang asked calmly.

Judging from Feng Xinglang's cold-eyed and arrogant facial expression, there was quite a lot of accumulated anger.

"I am happy with it, but can you take care of it?"

As soon as the words came out, they were filled with the smell of gunpowder, as if Cong Gang was going to be cremated on the spot.

"It's out of my control...President Feng Da, you can do whatever you want!"

Feeling this inexplicable anger, Cong Gang didn't want to confront Feng Xinglang head-on.

Feng Xinglang gave Cong Gang a cold look and lay down on the simple double sofa.

"Why are you willing to leave your precious daughter to come to my place to inspect the work?"

It would not be a long-term solution to accumulate anger in his heart, so Cong Gang tentatively wanted Feng Xinglang to vent the suppressed anger in his heart: "Aren't you afraid that someone will bully her?"

"Cong Gang, are you laughing at me?" Feng Xinglang frowned angrily.

"..." Cong Gang slightly raised the corners of his lips, "I'm just asking...why is it a joke? Besides, I'm not that bold!"

"You don't have the guts? Haha!"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "As a close bodyguard, you can leave me as your master without saying goodbye, causing me to almost die violently on the streets of a foreign country... Cong Gang, what else are you afraid of doing?! "

"..." Cong Gang was speechless. Because what Feng Xinglang said was indeed his fault!

After a few seconds of silence, Cong Gang took out a gun from nowhere and calmly brought it to Feng Xinglang.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can shoot me in the head! It should relieve your anger!"

"Do you think I don't dare? Or do you think I can't let you go?"

Feng Xinglang just couldn't stand Cong Gang's calm demeanor when he spoke. He felt that everything in the world was like an external thing to him!

Feng Xinglang quickly loaded the pistol, then put it against Cong Gang's forehead.

"I want you to know: in my mind, your mother is not even a dog! Your life is as light as grass!"

Cong Gang didn't mean to evade, but quietly looked at Feng Xinglang's handsome face twisted with anger.

Feng Xinglang didn't look old, but his sleepiness and exhaustion still caused some fine lines.

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Three minutes ago, Feng Chongchong, who was having a midnight snack, listened carefully to the sound of the car's engine.

"It sounds like my dad's sports car."

There were only a few vehicles that could pass unimpeded, and Feng Chongchong had already been able to distinguish them without fail.

"Ah? Why is your dad here so late? Is he still angry with me?"

Cong Anan's first reaction was: Little Chong's father is here to settle a score with her! Because she was the one who forced the little insect’s father to write the guarantee letter!

"I shouldn't be angry with you! Although my dad is very domineering and annoying, he's not that stingy either!"

Although the kid Feng Chongchong said this, he didn't have much confidence in his heart.

Because daddy is really unreasonable sometimes!

"An'an, don't go out while you are in the kitchen! I'll go take a look..."

Feng Chongchong turned off the fire and walked quietly to the door of the kitchen. Then he heard the quarrel between his father Feng Xinglang and Da Chongchong.

"Little insect, your father and I have a quarrel? What should we do?"

Cong Anan nervously grabbed Feng Chongchong's arm. If it had been a different time, she would have rushed out to defend her father at all costs. But this time she hesitated a little.

Because she doesn't want to be sent away by her father again!

"Don't worry! My dad can't beat the big bug, he just has a taste for it!"

What Feng Xiaochongzi said was true: Feng Xinglang was not only a good talker, but he probably couldn't beat his own youngest son in boxing and kicking skills!

Cong An'an felt a little relieved: Anyway, the little bug's father couldn't beat his own father, so he just let him slap his mouth fiercely!

Until...until Feng Xinglang put his gun to Cong Gang's forehead!

Cong Anan rushed out desperately!

She wasn't sure whether the little bug's father would shoot. No matter whether her father would blame her or not, she couldn't just watch the little bug's father point a gun at her father.

"Daddy! Little bug daddy, what are you going to do?"

"Stop! Go back to the kitchen!"

Cong Anan, who ran out, was scolded sharply by Cong Gang and was stopped on the spot.

After seeing Cong Anan, Feng Xinglang, who was still fierce at first, immediately smiled.

"Oh, little Princess An'an is back?"

Feng Xinglang took the muzzle of the gun away from Cong Gang's forehead, "Toy gun, don't be nervous! Your dad and I are playing around!"

Seeing that Little Chongzi's father looked cheerful and had already taken the gun away from his father's forehead, Cong An'an forced out a smile at Feng Xinglang.

"Hello, little bug daddy...can you lend me the toy gun to play with?"

Cong Anan approached Feng Xinglang with a smile. She wanted to take the dangerous gun away from Feng Xinglang.

After Feng Xinglang turned off the safety, he handed the pistol to Cong Anan, "Although it is a toy gun, you should play with it carefully!"

"Thank you little bug daddy!"

Cong Anan took the pistol and unloaded the bullet casually.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for a few days. Little Princess An An has become much better behaved!"

Looking at Cong An'an, who had a low eyebrow and was submissive, Feng Xinglang smiled like a father-in-law, "Girls should be well-behaved! Be gentle! Be nice to my little bug!"

"Uh-huh!"

Cong Anan nodded repeatedly, "Anan will listen to Xiao Chong's father and be a well-behaved and gentle little girl! She will treat Xiao Chong as her own brother!"

"Oh, how can you be so sensible?"

It seems that this lesson has really made this little wild girl a lot better behaved. This is what Feng Xinglang wants to see most.

"Daddy, Little Chong, are you hungry? I'm going to get you a midnight snack! Are the crab meat wontons good to stew? Little Chong has just been cooked, and it's so delicious! I'll bring it to you!"

After saying that, Cong Anan happily ran towards the kitchen.

Watching Cong Anan running into the kitchen, Feng Xinglang murmured, "This pretty girl...it's like she has changed into a different person!"

"Daddy, why are you here? Don't you have to stay at home with your lovely sister Wanwan?"

Feng Xiaochongzi began to test Zha Daddy's words. The key is to find out: When will the scumbag father return?

"Your sister Wanwan moved to your uncle's house and lived with her sister Tuantuan!"

Feng Xinglang sighed melancholy, "Dad is going to be alone tonight! He can't hold his wife, he can't kiss his children... What's the point of my struggle in life?!"

Someone finally revealed the reason for his irritability: it turned out that he was being ignored by his wife and children!

Cong Gang then winked at Feng Chongchong;

Although Feng Chongchong was reluctant to get close to his father Feng Xinglang, but in order for his father to be in a good mood and for little An'an not to be wronged, he reluctantly climbed onto his father Feng Xinglang's lap, and then kissed his cheek A loud kiss.

"Who says children can't be kissed? I'm also my biological father's child!"

Only Feng Chongchong himself knows how unintentional these words are.

Holding his youngest son in his arms, Feng Xinglang's heart gradually warmed up after being neglected by his wife and children.

"You brat, why have you suddenly become so heartwarming? My father is really not used to it!"

Feng Xinglang rubbed his youngest son's cheek and kissed his little head, full of affection.

"Xiao Chong has always been very heart-warming...but dear dad, you usually only care about sister Wanwan!"

It seems that Feng Chongchong also understands the truth: Only by coaxing the scumbag father well can the family be at peace!

"Daddy little bug, let's eat the crab meat wonton stew! It's delicious!"

Cong Anan used a mobile dining table to bring the stewed crabmeat wontons to Feng Xinglang, "It's been filled with ice cubes and water, so it won't burn your mouth anymore! Little bug daddy, hurry up and eat it!"

To be honest, Feng Xinglang was really uncomfortable with Cong Anan suddenly becoming so well-behaved.

I even wonder if this little barbarian girl gave herself a laxative in this crab meat wonton stew?

Even if there were laxatives, he, Feng Xinglang, dared to take them without fail.

Because even if he was pulled, the one who would clean him in the end would be Cong Gang!

So, he happily ate the bowl of crab meat wonton stew.

The ingredients here at Cong Gang maintain the original taste of the food to the greatest extent, and the taste is even lighter.

It’s very suitable for health care!

It's just that someone like Feng Xinglang, who has a heavy taste and enjoys all kinds of meat, is a little dull.

"Bug, go get some meat!"

Feng Xinglang felt that this bowl of stewed crab meat won't fill him up at all.

Five minutes later, a plate of tender beef tenderloin braised noodles was delivered to Feng Xinglang, and Feng Xinglang ate it up like a whirlwind. It’s much more refreshing than that bland bowl of crab meat wonton stew!

"An'an, have you missed me these days?"

After eating, Feng Xinglang began to tease Cong An'an who was eating crab meat wonton stew.

"Think about it!"

Cong Anan said obediently: "Anan has been praying, hoping that little insect and daddy will find you soon... I hope you won't be hurt! I hope you will be fine!"

"real or fake?"

Feng Xinglang subconsciously reached over and stroked Cong Anan's soft hair.

Normally, such a touch would be impossible; but at this moment, Cong Anan was extremely well-behaved!

"Of course it's true!" Cong Anan nodded seriously. It always feels like this little wild girl is harboring something evil, but Feng Xinglang has no evidence yet.