Chapter 2628 I Have the Final Say in Loving You109

Cong Gang admitted his 'crime' so calmly!

And he admitted it in front of Feng Xinglang!

The video that the little secretary sent to Hetun and the scene that he verbally described to Hetun forced Cong Gang to admit that he had really poisoned his son!

This is the truth that Cong Gang wants Hetun to know!

"Haha, isn't it just the side effect of drowsiness? Damn bug, you really put it lightly? What do you think I am? Your pet that you play wantonly?"

Feng Xinglang was really angry.

It wasn't that Angry Cong Gang had poisoned himself, but it was Angry Cong Gang's disapproving attitude.

"Okay, Feng Xinglang, don't be so petty!"

Cong Gang snorted, "Don't I realize my mistake and make up for it by serving you every day?"

Cong Gang comforted the furious Feng Xinglang with a warm voice.

"Catworm, is there something wrong with your brain?"

Feng Xinglang still couldn't accept the fact that Cong Gang poisoned him.

And his dismissive attitude!

"There must be something wrong!"

Cong Gang had already started his nonsense mode, "You hit my apprentice, I was overly sad, and then I made some little mischief!"

"Cong Gang, do you think I'm stupid? I'll be behind you when you kill Feng Fifteen, but you'll be behind me when you poison me..."

After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang suddenly realized something, then he started to straighten out his thoughts in silence.

"It doesn't matter who is in front or behind... What is important is that I have realized my mistake! In eight or nine days, you will be back to normal!"

Cong Gang sighed slightly and continued, "I've been having a hard time lately... considering our many years of friendship, please be more patient!"

"Caterpillar, you must be hiding something from me!"

Feng Xinglang's voice softened, "You won't poison me! I have no doubt about this!"

Cong Gang: "..."

Cong Gang felt an inexplicable fear in his heart again.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry for your trust in me!"

Cong Gang let out a faint breath.

"Chongzi, I have already met my grandson. Even if it is a terminal illness, I can face it calmly!"

Feng Xinglang was moved and said, "You don't have to be secretive to me and let me make random guesses! That will kill more brain cells!"

"Don't worry, a heartless and unjust person like you... won't die that easily! You will live a long life!"

After a slight pause, Cong Gang added, "And it's the kind of longevity with great quality of life!"

"Then I'll lend you some good words!"

The next second, Feng Xinglang realized that the topic between him and Cong Gang had gone astray again.

He obviously wanted to question Cong Gang about why he poisoned him, so why did he play such a sensational game with him again? !

Whether he really poisoned himself or it was fake;

Even Feng Xinglang couldn't tolerate Cong Gang's arrogant and unwilling attitude! !

What do you think of him?

A playful monkey? !

"Damn bug, I'm in Repulse Bay now. If you have the guts, come over here! I promise not to hit you!"

Feng Xinglang felt that he had to teach Cong Gang a lesson.

"I don't dare to go! I'm afraid!"

Cong Gang was not intimidated by Feng Xinglang, but gave in.

"Haha, do you have so much courage?"

Feng Xinglang began his sarcasm.

“As you get older, you lose your courage!”

Cong Gang snorted, "Plus your biological father is so powerful... I'm really afraid of death!"

"Cong Gang, you are old! You are useless! That's why you are scared!"

Feng Xinglang's mocking words followed, "Kowtow to me three times, and I will forgive you! Let bygones be bygones!"

"That's not okay! Three rings...it hurts your self-esteem too much!"

Cong Gang quietly bargained with Feng Xinglang.

Although all the sarcasm coming from the phone was sarcastic, when it fell in Cong Gang's ears, it was so gentle.

"Cong Gang, how can a person like you still have self-respect?"

Feng Xinglang hummed, "I'll be waiting for you at Repulse Bay! If you have the courage and sincerity, then come to Repulse Bay and apologize to me!"

"I don't dare to go!"

Cong Gang smiled lightly and said, "I'm afraid your biological father Hetun will beat me!"

"Cong Gang, I will wait for you until twelve o'clock in the evening! If you dare not come, your mother will be my grandson!"

Feng Xinglang wanted to give Cong Gang a chance to apologize.

By the way, let's resolve the old feud between Cong Gang and Hetun.

It’s all old hatred that turns into rotten millet. Hasn’t it turned into hostility?

Why is this guy Cong Gang bringing up his old grudge again? !

Feng Xinglang was convinced: Cong Gang would not hurt him!

But he was really not sure whether Cong Gang would use him to deal with Hetun!

"Then what if I dare to go?"

Cong Gang asked in a quiet voice.

Feng Xinglang: "..."

Feng Xinglang was slightly startled, "If you dare to come, I will be your grandson!"

"Then it's a deal!"

Cong Gang readily accepted Feng Xinglang's provocation and provocation.

"But there is a prerequisite: you cannot bring anyone here! And you cannot initiate a head-on conflict with Hetun!"

Feng Xinglang first inoculated Cong Gang, "I will solve everything, you mother are not allowed to make arbitrary decisions!"

"Your conditions are really harsh!"

Cong Gang leisurely said, "Are you worried that I will be beaten to death by your biological father? Or are you worried that your biological father will be beaten to death by me?"

"Cong Gang, you are so fucking young! Even if you beat an old man with a broken arm to death, you can't win! Being beaten to death by an old man with a broken arm makes you even more cowardly!"

Feng Xinglang whispered, "When you get here, listen to me! Don't be so self-righteous!"

"There are so many requests... Then I'm really too lazy to go! I'm done!"

"Cong Gang, if you don't dare to come, your mother is my grandson! Hey...hey..."

Before Feng Xinglang could finish speaking, a hang-up beep came from his phone.

"How rude! How dare you hang up on me!"

Feng Xinglang gave a low stern voice and threw the hung up phone back on the desk.

…

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Xueluo called Xing Laowu's mobile phone.

After getting up, Lin Xueluo looked through several missed calls and immediately called Xing Laowu.

Because Xing Laowu almost never takes the initiative to call him; this time he called several times, so he must be looking for her for something urgent.

"Lao Wu, why are you calling me? Your adoptive father has arrived at Repulse Bay, right?"

Lin Xueluo only found out last night that Hedun flew back to Shanghai on a special plane. If you are leaving in such a hurry, there must be something urgent!

"Oh, my adoptive father is here. He is studying Prince Xing's medical examination form with the experts."

Xing Laowu told Lin Xueluo truthfully.

"Studying the physical examination form? What happened to my Xinglang?"

Lin Xueluo knew that the 'Prince Xing' that Xing Laowu and the others referred to was her husband Feng Xinglang.

"Oh, that guy Songtai, also named Cong Gang, poisoned Prince Xing! The foster father is discussing antidote measures with experts!"

Xing Laowu only knows a rough idea. So he told Lin Xueluo what he knew.

"What? Cong Gang poisoned Feng Xinglang? How is this possible!"

Lin Xueluo snorted, "Who is Cong Gang? He regards Feng Xinglang as his life... How could he poison Feng Xinglang?!"

Lin Xueluo certainly didn't believe that someone who had saved her husband over and over again with his own life would poison his husband! !

What a big joke!

"You don't believe it? Prince Xing doesn't believe it either! But there are both witnesses and physical evidence..."

Thinking of something, Xing Laowu said again, "Cong Gang tried to put Prince Xing under house arrest to take revenge on my adoptive father!"

"Hehe...hehehe! How is this possible! Are you still putting Feng Xinglang under house arrest? How can ordinary people put that uncle Feng Xinglang under house arrest? Besides, what kind of revenge does Cong Gang want to seek revenge on your adoptive father?"

Lin Xueluo didn't believe it from beginning to end, "It's just nonsense!"

"Avenge my adoptive father for killing his mother!"

Xing Laowu's Chinese vocabulary is getting richer and richer. It’s just that most of the time it’s used indiscriminately.

"How is that possible! I'm going to call Xinglang right now! Tell him not to listen to your adoptive father's lies and wrongfully accuse Brother Cong!"

Lin Xueluo scoffed and took the last hit, "I think your adoptive father is just an old fool!"

…

Hetun sat in front of the screen, listening to the detoxification expert excitedly explaining some professional terms:

"In fact, what really determines the length of life is the telomeres in cells." "Telomeres are a substance that can ensure the integrity of our cell chromosomes and promote the balance of cell division. It can ensure that new cells continue to divide and keep the same number as aging cells. But as we age, our telomeres become damaged.

It keeps getting shorter..."

Hetun: "..."

Hetun seemed a little impatient after hearing this, and asked angrily: "Is this related to my Alang's examination status?"

"There are some special cells in your son's body that are lengthening telomeres..."

"Then what does this mean?"

Hetun still couldn't understand what the expert meant.

"It means that your son's lifespan has been extended by strange special cells! Moreover, the cells in your son's body divide perfectly and have a tendency to reverse growth! It's really amazing!"

"..." Hetun still couldn't understand what this guy was talking nonsense.

"Just tell me, can the poison in my son's body be cured?"

"There is no poison in your son's body! He is in good health!"

"You are so healthy! My son has fainted three times without warning in just a few days!"

Hetun really wanted to call him a quack.

"That could be a side effect..."

"Side effects? Side effects of poison?" Hetun asked tightly.

"..." Looking at the ferocious Hetun, the expert nodded subconsciously, "It can be understood this way!"

After a slight pause, he added, "But I still need some of your son's blood!"

"Are we going to draw blood again?" Hetun groaned in distress.

"Yes! I need to draw more this time! I have to do further tests!"

To draw more of Feng Xinglang's blood, this expert brought his own selfish motives.

for further biological research. If he could figure out what those special cells were made of, he would be a huge success.