Chapter 2612 I Have the Final Say when I Love You 93

Seeing Feng Xinglang lamenting the impermanence of the world, Cong Gang slightly raised the corners of his lips.

"It's boring... but it's not like that!"

Cong Gang opened the insulated lunch box and said slowly, "When you are reasonable, you are also very approachable!"

Feng Xinglang looked sideways at Cong Gang and asked casually:

"What about when you're being unreasonable?"

"I don't know the same as you! What else can I do? I can't beat you like a small insect!"

Cong Gang sighed softly. This is what he thinks.

Feng Xinglang is such a thorn in the side, he can't be beaten or talked about.

As long as something goes wrong, he will argue with you!

Just raise the bar if you want, the key is to take action!

What Cong Gang was most afraid of was Feng Xinglang's hands and feet!

If you want to fight, fight well, but he will only use those dirty tricks!

Cong Gang sometimes crashes directly!

As he listened, Feng Xinglang felt that something was wrong;

Then, he sat up straight from the executive chair and said, "What do you mean you can't hit me like a bug? It seems that you have hit my bugs all the time?!"

Seeing Feng Xinglang's cannibalistic look, Cong Gang frowned slightly.

You know that someone is already a scumbag when it comes to protecting his calf!

"I didn't hit him that much... I just pulled my ears occasionally to remind me!"

In fact, Cong Gang almost never fought against Feng Xiaochong.

To scold Feng Xiaochong, Cong Gang only needed a look.

"Pull the ears!! You keep pulling the ears of my little bug?!"

In fact, Cong Gang just said this casually;

But Feng Xinglang, the biological father, was obsessed with it!

He rushed over and wanted to grab Cong Gang's ears, but Cong Gang calmly avoided him.

"Oh, your little son clings to my daughter, kissing and hugging me; you can't stand it even if I pull his ears; Feng Shiwu just got a little closer to your daughter, and you beat him to pieces?!"

Cong Gang never missed an opportunity to enlighten Feng Xinglang.

He wanted Feng Xinglang to slowly open his heart and accept Feng Shiwu as his son-in-law.

Even with Feng Xinglang's eagerness to love his daughter, most people wouldn't dare marry the little scourge of his family!

"Damn bug, are you taking revenge on me for your apprentice?"

Feng Xinglang's logical thinking has always been so weird:

"If you want revenge, you can come at me! How can you beat my youngest son?"

"If you think my education is wrong, you can take your son back and raise it yourself!"

Cong Gang took out the healthy and nourishing ginseng soup from the insulated lunch box, as well as the fresh and refreshing mushrooms.

"Cong Gang, do you want to boil me to death with warm water?"

Feng Xinglang frowned, "You have raised my youngest son to maturity, and then you are trying to sow discord between me and Xiaochong? Cong Gang, when did you become so bad?!"

The dog bit Lu Dongbin is perfect for Feng Xinglang!

"When Xiaochong was little, I didn't see you as my biological father, so why did you care about him?"

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in other people's sons! Because I don't lack people who are filial to me!"

This is quite provocative!

Because Feng Xinglang didn't even have anyone around him who could be filial to him!

Isn't it a bit desolate? !

"Haha! Your filial son Feng Shishi was beaten by me. Isn't it hard for you?!"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

"The person Feng Shiwu is truly filial to is you! It's just that you were blinded by your doting daughter! You can't see Feng Shiwu's true filial piety to you!"

Cong Gang added just right, "However, from now on, you can't expect to be filial to Feng Shiwu anymore! Let the person you think is truly filial stay by your side!"

Cong Gang had been arguing with all his strength about Feng Shiwu's image in Feng Xinglang's mind.

"Anyone who wants to covet my daughter will be killed without mercy!" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

"Okay, I know you are great at making the CEO!"

Cong Gang tested the temperature and said, "Drink the soup! But your youngest son made the soup for you himself!"

The latter sentence was added, obviously to make Feng Xinglang drink more submissively.

"Don't drink! I'm so angry when I mention that boy who considers thieves as his father!"

Feng Xinglang sat back in the executive chair again.

"Actually, this soup was made by the Yulongcheng cook..."

Cong Gang coaxed Feng Xinglang, who was having a bad temper, like a child.

"Then let's stop drinking! That guy Yan Wuyang is not a good guy either!"

Feng Xinglang should have been wary of Yan Wuyan who was snitching.

I always thought that Yan Wuyang was a miserable child without a father and a mother, so he gave him some care and love!

But didn’t you think that Yan Wuyang would go astray as he grew older? !

Is this the rhythm of fearing that the world will not be in chaos! !

Cong Gang lowered his eyebrows slightly and did not answer Feng Xinglang's words.

Because Yan Wuyang had a history of snitching, and by adding a video of Yan Wuyang sending Feng Linwan a video of being beaten on the 15th, Feng Xinglang would not doubt the authenticity of the matter at all!

Cong Gang was not worried at all that Feng Xinglang would go to Yan Wuyang for confirmation!

Because no matter whether Yan Wuyang admits it or not, it can't change Feng Xinglang's belief that he did it!

And the possibility of Feng Xinglang going to seek verification is almost zero!

Because his precious daughter has already told him: The video was sent by Yan Wuyang!

In fact, Feng Xinglang doesn't care about these details; he pays more attention to the bad consequences!

"Drink some! Your precious daughter will feel bad if she knows that daddy is not eating properly!"

Cong Gang suddenly felt that he was really servile!

Does this ruffian drink soup? Do I need to be so persistent?

If he doesn’t go hungry, he’ll be fine! !

Am I lacking the services of my ancestors? !

It seemed that he was really in need of ancestral service: Cong Gang raised the spoon and fed it to Feng Xinglang's mouth!

"No drink! No appetite!"

Feng Xinglang really had no appetite.

Last night, Feng Shiwu was beaten violently and violently, leaving him physically and mentally exhausted!

It feels like the whole person has been fished out of the water, and the whole body is soaked with a chill that is so cold that it's bone-chilling!

"I have no appetite, so I need to drink more! Do you want your daughter to see a sluggish biological father?"

Cong Gang fed the soup to Feng Xinglang's mouth again; Feng Xinglang subconsciously opened his mouth and drank.

The picture is still very warm.

It's as warm as an old father pampering his rebellious son!

Feng Xinglang is the spoiled and rebellious son! !

"Is this the only weak soup?" Feng Xinglang frowned.

Cong Gang immediately fed Feng Xinglang a piece of braised beef.

Feng Xinglang, who was chewing beef, seemed to have calmed down a little.

Just as Cong Gang was feeding Feng Xinglang his second piece of beef, the secretary walked in carelessly.

Then I saw this scene: the former bodyguard was feeding the CEO some unknown food!

Cong Gang calmly stuffed the beef on the chopsticks into Feng Xinglang's mouth;

And Feng Xinglang also calmly ate it!

It’s so unobtrusive!

"Your CEO Feng's hand is disabled! It's better that you come over and feed him! If he turns black and foams at the mouth after an hour, remember to call an ambulance!"

Cong Gang said lightly, and then put down the bowl and chopsticks. Then he walked out of the president's office calmly.

The secretary stood there in horror.

"Feng...Mr. Feng, he...did he poison you?"

Will the president of Fengda lose his reputation? Foaming at the mouth?

Isn't this a sign of poisoning? !

"I...do I need to call the police?" the secretary asked tremblingly.

"No need! I'll beg that guy to give me some antidote later!"

Feng Xinglang cooperated and teased the frightened little secretary.

"Mr. Feng...are you...are you...put under house arrest by him?"

The little secretary asked tentatively.

"Shh! Keep your voice down, if that guy hears it, he will kill someone and silence him!"

Feng Xinglang lowered his voice and said.

With that look, it would be a pity not to become an actor!

"Ah...ah, no way? Oh my God...is my life in danger?"

The little secretary had so much powder on her face that you could actually see that her face turned pale with fear.

"Don't be afraid! The person he wants to control is me... As long as you don't provoke him, you'll be fine!"

Feng Xinglang was leisurely scaring the little secretary.

"Then...do we need to call the police?"

The little secretary glanced behind her subconsciously.

"If you still want to see the sun tomorrow morning, you'd better not sign up!"

Feng Xinglang ate the last piece of beef, "Don't worry, he will give me the antidote! Just go and do your work with peace of mind!"

"Oh...this is the planning department's promotional copy for next quarter. Please take a look."

The little secretary brought the folder he was holding to Feng Xinglang for review.

"Leave it alone! My hand is disabled and I don't want to look at it now!"

Feng Xinglang said self-deprecatingly.

Occasionally teasing the little secretary is just a little fun for the boring office.

"Then... then I'll go out and do some work first! Mr. Feng, if you feel uncomfortable, call me... I'll call an ambulance for you."

The little secretary still cares about President Feng Da.

Not only because President Fengda paid her salary, but also because of President Fengda's majestic and charming handsomeness.

"Don't worry, I can't die yet! That guy doesn't dare to kill me yet!"

Feng Xinglang made a faint sound, which added to the eerie sense of reality.

The little secretary was so frightened that she stumbled out.

Feng Xinglang calmed down and took out Feng Shishi's cell phone from the drawer again.

Feng Xinglang still has some feelings for Feng Shiwu; but such weak feelings are not worth mentioning in front of his own daughter!

Fortunately, Feng Shiwu didn't do the worst thing to his daughter, otherwise, Feng Xinglang would really have to consider whether to send someone to hunt him down! !

In fact, Feng Xinglang also knows that there are not many people who can hunt down Feng Shiwu; it is estimated that even Xing Twelve may no longer be Feng Shiwu's opponent!

To say that this Hetun has really reached the age of entertaining grandchildren!

As long as his eldest grandson Feng Linnuo is with him, he won't care about Feng Xinglang, his own son!

At this moment, the cell phone in Feng Xinglang's hand rang. The call was from Yan Wuyang!

What was making the noise was Feng Shiwu’s cell phone! Feng Xinglang frowned slightly: Accept it, or not?