Chapter 2631 I Have the Final Say when I Love You 112

Feng Xinglang slept deeply.

These days, his sleep quality is surprisingly good.

Seeing that Feng Xinglang was sleeping soundly, the black shadow curled up his fingers and flicked Feng Xinglang's forehead.

Still not awake.

He just hummed a little in his sleep, and then there was the sound of snoring that came and went.

The shadow gently adjusted Feng Xinglang's head, and the snoring subsided, leaving only the sound of deep sleep.

It feels like it would be counterproductive to wake up such a difficult old man and tell him, ‘Grandpa is here for a visit’;

After all, Cong Gang has other things to do!

If he wakes up this guy and gets entangled with him again, and he wants to escape again, he may have to deal with this guy harshly to escape smoothly!

After weighing it for a moment, Cong Gang decided to leave traces of his visit before leaving.

He picked up a pen in front of his desk, squeezed some ink from the tube and smeared it on his fingers.

Then he returned to the sofa and looked quietly at Feng Xinglang, who had just been scolding him.

Looking at Feng Xinglang's smooth forehead, he made a few gestures and felt that writing 'Grandpa is here for a visit' would probably not be enough on his forehead.

After a moment of silence, Cong Gang decided to leave two words on this guy's forehead.

The two of them knew at a glance that Cong Gang had been here!

Cong Gang's technique was very light, so light that Feng Xinglang couldn't feel that someone was writing on his forehead.

After writing the two words, Cong Gang seemed to feel uncomfortable, but he slapped Feng Xinglang's handsome face.

Rather than saying it was a slap, it was better to say it was a slap!

"Grandson, just sleep well... Grandpa has other things to do! Why don't I stay with you?"

After staring silently for a while, Cong just left Feng Xinglang's room.

He has more important things to do.

Besides, it would be better to leave this uncle to his biological father Hetun for a few days.

With the bug around, Feng Xinglang probably wouldn't be able to get knocked around!

Cong Gang left Feng Xinglang's bedroom and headed straight for the detoxification expert's physical therapy room.

It seemed that the entire villa's alarm system was paralyzed, and Cong Gang could come and go freely throughout the villa.

‘Bah…’ After two weak sounds of decompression, the physical therapy room was enveloped by a mist.

Cong Gang walked in the mist, like a god. First, he started the computer used for data analysis and destroyed all the data; then Cong Gang began to destroy the plasma products used for experiments; finally, Cong Gang took away Feng Xinglang's remaining blood and used the other half bag of chicken blood instead

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These data are the results of decades of research by Merton Biotechnology. How could Cong Gang let these data fall into the hands of a scumbag doctor!

As for this scumbag doctor, now is not the time to deal with him!

Play with him, and then let him play with Hetun... It is necessary!

After clearing what needed to be cleared, Cong Gang quietly left the villa.

…

Feng Xinglang woke up from hunger.

I don't know if it's due to the effect of the medicine, but Feng Xinglang's sleep quality and digestive function have been greatly improved recently.

Feng Xinglang wanted to get up and go to the kitchen to find something to fill his hungry stomach, and then catch up on his sleep.

He Tun, who likes to get up early, is already sipping his Kung Fu tea in the living room.

Obviously I am not a person who can cultivate my moral character, but I still pretend to be indifferent to worldly affairs.

The self-disciplined Feng Xiaochong gets up early. After washing, he first glanced at Wan Wan's sister who was still sleeping, and then went to find his scumbag father Feng Xinglang to see if he was awake.

"Alang, why did you get up so early?"

Hetun turned sideways and just greeted his son when he heard his grandson yell:

"grandson?!"

Feng Xiaochong shouted to his biological father, Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang's face instantly darkened, "You brat, don't think that just because your father is doting on you, you can be so careless and unscrupulous!"

"Grandson...why do you have 'grandson' on your face?!"

Feng Xiaochong shouted "grandson" twice more. He also pointed at his own father, Feng Xinglang.

"You brat, if you continue to act like this, your own father will beat you up!"

His own son pointed at his nose and called him "grandson" all morning. No one else would lose his temper.

In fact, Feng Xiaochong was referring to his father Feng Xinglang's forehead, not Feng Xinglang's nose.

Xing Twelve, who brought morning tea snacks from the kitchen to his adoptive father Hetun, smiled from ear to ear after seeing Prince Xing.

"Grandson? Hahahaha... Xiaochong, did you do this? That's so cool!"

Xing Twelve raised his thumb towards Feng Xiaochong, "I'm telling you, even your brother Da Nuo would not dare to do this! Little caterpillar, I won't even support you, so I will obey you!"

"It wasn't me! I'm not that bored! It must have been you!"

Feng Xiaochong and Xing Twelve started a mutual blackmail mode.

"Let me go...I praised you for being so bold just now! Why don't you dare to admit it now? Are you really afraid that your daddy will hit you in the butt?! Don't worry, your daddy is extremely protective and can't bear to really hit you. of!"

Xing Twelve was quite 'praising' Feng Xiaochong's method of writing 'grandson' on his father's face.

"How could it be me? Would I be that naive? Xing Twelve, it must be you! You are such an old man, you dare not do it, it is embarrassing!"

After a slight pause, Feng Xiaochong added a more powerful sentence:

"Not only will you lose your own people, but you will also lose the people of your adoptive father Hetun!"

"Let me go...little caterpillar, you still dare to accuse me unjustly?"

Xing Twelve didn't expect this little thing's small mouth to be so eloquent.

Only then did Hetun see clearly: There were two big words written on his son Feng Xinglang's forehead - grandson!

"Who is so boring?"

Hetun asked Xiang's grandson, "Xiao Chong, is that you? How could you scribble on your own father's face?"

"It's not a bug! A bug is not so childish!"

Feng Xiaochong, who had been wronged, screamed.

"Who could that be? Xiao Wanwan?"

Hetun felt that Xing Twelve, who was already in his thirties, would not do such a childish thing, so he excluded him directly.

Feng Xiaochong stared at his father's forehead for a while, then suddenly stopped talking.

Because he keenly discovered that these two words looked very much like those written by Da Chongchong.

Did Big Chongchong come last night?

The key question is, what does it mean when he writes the word "grandson" on his biological father's forehead?

Could it be another prank by Big Chongchong? !

Feng Xinglang realized that there was something written on his face and immediately walked towards the sink.

Then, he suddenly discovered: There were two big words written on his forehead...

grandson!

How dare you write 'grandson' on Feng Xinglang's forehead! !

How audacious is this! !

Feng Xinglang looked at the two words on his forehead for a long time, and suddenly realized a more serious problem:

Could it be that Cong Gang's dead insect came over last night and left it on his forehead? !

Ha ha ha ha ha!

It must be Cong Gang’s grandson!

How dare you leave a message on his forehead? And what’s left is a ‘grandson’! !

Feng Xinglang is so angry!

I was so angry that I wanted to punch the mirror!

But while he was still angry, Feng Xinglang laughed.

Although the smile was a little sad: How sleepy was he? Someone wrote two big words on your forehead, but you didn't even feel it?

Cong Gang, Cong Gang, I let you challenge me! ! !

Don't let me catch you! !

Otherwise I would have ‘grandson’ written all over your body... Do you believe it or not? !

He doesn't have to take revenge for poisoning him!

But Feng Xinglang had to avenge the writing of 'grandson' on his forehead!

Damn it, are you going to let him go to heaven? !

How dare he write grandson on his forehead, Feng Xinglang! ! !

Feng Xiaochong realized something and immediately ran towards the sink.

"Daddy, I'm sorry... Xiaochong was naughty!"

Feng Xiaochong quickly admitted his mistake to his father Feng Xinglang, "Daddy, if you are angry, just slap Xiaochong's butt!"

Feng Xinglang certainly didn't believe that the word 'grandson' would be written on his forehead by his youngest son.

As the little guy says himself, he's not that childish at all.

And the little guy has been fawning over his biological father since yesterday...

Obviously, the little guy must have recognized Cong Gang's handwriting and wanted to take the blame for Cong Gang.

"Did you really write it? Lying will make your nose grow!"

Feng Xinglang reached over and scratched the tip of his youngest son's nose.

"It was really written by Xiao Chong... Daddy, if you are angry, just give Xiao Chong a good beating!"

Feng Xiaochong wanted to take the blame for Cong Gang.

Alas, I don’t know what happened to Big Chongchong?

After a while, he poisoned his father Feng Xinglang as a prank;

After a while, he wrote ‘grandson’ on daddy Feng Xinglang’s forehead as a prank!

"Okay, don't take the blame for that guy Cong Gang! He has already told me honestly!"

Feng Xinglang exposed his son's little thoughts.

Thinking of something, Feng Xinglang, who originally wanted to wash the 'grandson' off his forehead, suddenly paused.

After drying his hands, he walked directly to Hetun.

"Alang, why didn't you wash it off?" Hetun asked doubtfully.

"Hetun, these two words were written on my forehead by Cong Gang last night!"

Feng Xinglang asked coldly, "Guess what he wants to express?"

"What? These two words... were written by Songtai? This... how is this possible?"

Hetun said in shock, "Did Songtai come to the villa last night? This is impossible!"

"Hetun, what Songtai wants to express is: he can come and go freely in your shallow water bay!"

Feng Xinglang glanced sideways at Xing Twelve, "I'm just asking you if you accept it!!"

"This is impossible! The security system in this villa is the most advanced!"

Xing Twelve exclaimed, "No matter how powerful Cong Gang is, he can't get in and out freely!"

"Xing Twelve, Cong Gang has left a message on my forehead!! This ironclad fact is in front of you, you can't help but believe it!!" Feng Xinglang snorted, "Another meaning that Cong Gang wanted to express. That is: if he really wanted my life, or Hetun's life, it would be so easy! There is no need to take the trouble of taking me as a hostage!"