Chapter 2617 I Have the Final Say when I Love You 98

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Even with just a sideways glance, Cong Gang could sense:

The target of this dark shadow is Cong Gang!

And it's not Feng Xinglang in the villa!

Since it's him, Cong Gang, there's no need to be nervous.

What's more, this dark shadow had no intention of attacking Cong Gang.

After uploading Feng Xinglang's physical examination data, Cong Gang was about to step out of the RV and take a look: who could be so idle that he came to 'visit' him? When Cong Gang heard the glass window of the RV being smashed, there was a loud bang.

Once you hear this 'barbaric' technique, you will know who it is!

As soon as Cong opened the car window, he saw Feng Xinglang's sullen handsome face.

Let’s call him handsome!

In fact, Feng Xinglang is really more handsome as he gets older!

The contours of the face are more gentlemanly.

"Please keep your voice down, I'm not deaf."

While Cong Gang responded to Feng Xinglang's angry smashing of the window, he glanced towards the darkness of the villa.

"You are hiding in the RV and being lazy, right? You let the bug cook? Do you have any humanity left?"

The reason why he was angry was because Cong Gang asked his precious son to cook.

"Didn't you also grow hands?"

Cong Gang answered Feng Xinglang calmly.

It seemed as if I felt the shadow leaving from the darkness. He did not enter the villa, but left the courtyard.

Who on earth came here specially to 'visit' him, Cong Gang?

Judging from the movement of the black shadow, he looks like Hetun's adopted son.

What does it mean that Hetun is not here to entertain his grandson in Paterburg, so he sends people here to see him?

If he wanted to visit, it would be reasonable to visit his own precious biological son!

"Cong Gang, you and I are going to take Joe, right? We are going to eat Aolong and Blue Flag tuna every night. I asked the chef from Yulong City to bring them over. You can take care of them later!"

Feng Xinglang's tone when asking people to work was always so arrogant.

"You are her biological father, and I am not! Shouldn't it be your job as a biological father to cook a loving dinner for your daughter?"

Cong Gang felt his surroundings, and the black shadow should indeed leave.

Obviously, this dark shadow should be here for preliminary investigation.

What does Hetun want to find out?

If you want to know the condition of his precious son, you can send an adopted son to see Feng Xinglang directly; there is no need to be so sneaky!

"Cong Gang, you don't want to do it, do you?"

When Feng Xinglang saw that Cong Gang had been fetching Qiao, he became angry and said, "Okay, I'll let the cook from Yulongcheng do it!"

"Feng Xinglang, please call your dear daddy when you have time! Tell him that you can eat, sleep, drink and have bowel movements!"

Feng Xinglang hasn't passed the lethargy stage yet, and Cong Gang certainly doesn't want Hetun to interfere.

Therefore, it was still necessary for Cong Gang to ask Feng Xinglang to report that Hetun was safe.

At least it can reduce unnecessary trouble!

Feng Xinglang, who was still angry and wanted to leave, suddenly stopped.

"Haha, Cong Gang, have you provoked Hetun again?"

Feng Xinglang rolled his eyes at Cong Gang, "I said, are you full enough to hold on? Well, why are you provoking Hetun?"

"Do you think I'm free enough to provoke your dear daddy?"

Cong Gang snorted lightly, "I'm afraid your dear daddy is full and is going to provoke you!"

Of course Cong Gang was not afraid of being provoked by Hetun.

He knew that Hetun didn't dare to provoke him easily!

"Damn bug, have you done something wrong? Did the fact that you gave me the potion come to light?"

Feng Xinglang never verified what the potion that Cong Gang had injected into him was;

Because he has absolute trust in Cong Gang!

Even if Cong Gang really wanted his life, he would admit it!

Until now, Feng Xinglang has not ruled out whether he has some terminal illness! !

But he was too lazy to ask Cong Gang anything.

Because he knew: If Cong Gang didn't want to say anything, no matter how much he asked, Cong Gang would find an excuse to stall him!

After being reminded by Feng Xinglang, Cong Gang noticed something when he arrived.

Where did the gossip in Hetun come from?

Could it be that Hetun knew about Bai Mo's fainting after drinking with Feng Xinglang last time?

Cong Gang's face condensed.

But even if Hetun wanted to investigate, he probably wouldn't be able to figure out the reason.

It’s not like he really poisoned his precious son!

Seeing Cong Gang's serious look, Feng Xinglang once again doubted whether he really had a terminal illness.

"Caterpillar, am I really sick?"

Feng Xinglang frowned and asked again.

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang indifferently and whispered softly: "The little problem has been cured for you!"

Feng Xinglang was silent for a while, "I believe in you!"

Then he added, "Anyway, if you kill me, I will use you as a backing up!"

After taking two steps towards the villa, Feng Xinglang realized that he came out to ask Cong Gang to cook.

But when he turned around, Cong Gang had already disappeared!

"..." Oh my God, where did this bitch die again!

Then Feng Xinglang saw Kanai coming forward.

"Where did Cong Gang die?"

Feng Xinglang asked anxiously.

"She shouldn't be dead yet! It's a bit difficult to get my boss to die!"

Kanai also discovered the dark shadow. He was going to chase him, but Cong Gang stopped him with a gesture.

He motioned for him to stay and watch the old man Feng Xinglang.

"Haha! It's a bit difficult, isn't it? When that dead bug suddenly dies on the street, you will all be dumbfounded!"

After Feng Xinglang gave Kanai a roll of his eyes, he entered the villa.

Kanai followed him into the villa. To prevent Feng Xinglang from hurting himself out of anger.

In comparison, Kanai was more willing to chase the black shadow.

Because he hasn't encountered such a difficult thing for a long time.

"Daddy, take the strawberry milkshakes and puffs you just made for sister Wanwan upstairs to sister Wanwan!"

As soon as Feng Xinglang came in, his youngest son prepared a snack and brought it out.

"Did you do it?" Feng Xinglang asked doubtfully.

"Yes. The strawberry milkshake is very simple. The puffs are ready-made. I just baked them and they taste the same as the original ones! The texture is very good."

Feng Xiaochong has become perfect at making these pre-meal desserts.

"You kid... you usually do a lot for An An, right?"

His son's practice makes perfect, which really makes Feng Xinglang, his own father, feel distressed.

"Making desserts for An An is one of my happiest events!"

Feng Xiaochong also made some cranberry cookies just now. After sending Wanwan's sister to school tomorrow, he can bring them to An An to eat.

"You brat, you can't be saved!"

After Feng Xinglang sighed, he took the dining table from his son and walked upstairs.

He also pinched a puff and put it into his mouth to check his younger son's craftsmanship.

The light cream inside seems a bit cloying.

Feng Xinglang didn't like eating those overly sweet desserts.

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Feng Linwan's room was still unlocked.

She knew that her father was worried about her recently and would come in to see her from time to time.

Sure enough, dad Feng Xinglang, who had not gone downstairs for an hour, came upstairs again.

So Feng Linwan simply left the door of the room open, so that his father, Feng Xinglang, could come in whenever he wanted.

This will reassure him!

Only when daddy Feng Xinglang is relieved can the fifteenth brother be safe.

When Feng Xinglang came in, his daughter Lin Wan was writing furiously.

There are already three or four pieces of scratch paper on the desk. She had already completed more than ten questions on the thirty-question Mathematical Olympiad test paper.

"Why are you working so hard? Let's have some pre-dinner dessert! But your brother Xiao Chong made it by yourself!"

Feng Xinglang made himself look and sound quite affable.

But the more this happened, the more Feng Linwan felt that Daddy was so cold and heartless when he beat Brother Fifteen!

Daddy Feng Xinglang is the legendary Smiling Tiger!

The kind that hides a knife behind its smile!

Lin Wan was very considerate, reached over, pinched a puff and put it into her mouth, "Yeah, it's delicious!"

Then I took another sip of strawberry milkshake to relieve my tiredness.

"Wanwan, let's take a rest!"

Feng Xinglang felt a little sad when he saw his daughter working so hard.

In fact, Feng Xinglang's requirements for his daughter were very lenient.

He just hopes that his daughter can grow up happily and healthily. As for her studies, it's just reasonable.

Anyway, he will give his daughter a substantial fortune, enough to last her several lifetimes.

"Daddy, please don't disturb me, okay?"

Lin Wan concentrated on studying, "If you don't get into the experimental class, I will embarrass you Feng Xinglang! Brother Da Nuo is so good, I can't be too bad!"

"Wanwan, let everything take its course... It doesn't matter if you don't go to the experimental class. The regular classes in your college are already excellent!"

Feng Xinglang enlightened his daughter.

"No! Daddy, you are the God of Wealth in Shanghai! Naturally, your daughter cannot be mediocre!" After saying that, Feng Linwan ate another puff, "Daddy, can you go out? If it delays me from passing the exam, In the experimental class, I will be very sad! I will feel that I am really mediocre! A mediocre daughter is not worthy of an excellent father like you!

Not as good as Brother Danuo, a top student! I just want to prove that I am not mediocre! "

"I, Feng Xinglang's daughter, don't need to prove anything to anyone!"

Feng Xinglang still couldn't bear to see his daughter working so hard.

"Daddy, if you do this again, I'll call mommy! You're holding me back and preventing me from making progress! You want me to be a mediocre person who will grow old when I grow up!"

Feng Linwan’s trump card is: call mommy to complain!

This trick is quite effective.

"Okay, okay, daddy is out, don't disturb my precious daughter from working hard!"

I always feel that my daughter’s sudden effort must have something to do with Feng Shiwu...

But Feng Xinglang really couldn't find any evidence for the time being.

By the time Feng Xinglang came downstairs, the chef from Yulongcheng had already delivered the best pieces of Aolong and Blue Flag tuna.

"Your Yulong City...who is in charge now?"

Feng Xinglang asked Xiang Zheng, the cook who was handling Aolong.

"Returning to Mr. Feng, of course Mr. Xiao Yan."

When the cook saw President Feng Da in person, he was still a little nervous.

"What about Feng Shishi? What does he usually do in Yulong City?"

Feng Xinglang asked tentatively. "Feng Fifteen? Oh, he's just a handyman. He does everything and manages everything...but he doesn't have any prestige! I heard he is our Mr. Yan's little follower, accompanying him to study, practice, and fight!"