Chapter 2752 Thickness of Life

Feng Xinglang walked out of the hall, shuffling aimlessly like a zombie whose soul had been stripped away.

Three meters away, Feng Xinglang stopped and just looked at Cong Gang who came to pick him up in silence.

He shouldn't have gotten angry, but Cong Gang still took the initiative to pick him up at the airport.

When he saw Feng Xinglang with such a gloomy and lifeless face, Cong Gang slightly raised the corners of his lips.

The two people just looked at each other...

After a long time, Feng Xinglang murmured in a hoarse voice, "Songtai, you are free!"

Cong Gang: "..."

This is not sad at all. Is it even hurting your brain? !

"President Fengda, what do you mean?"

Cong Gang raised his lips slightly, "Is it possible that you still want to fire me now that I'm so old?"

The sentence "Songtai, you are free" came from the mouth of such a decadent and sad Feng Xinglang. Of course Cong Gang knew what he wanted to express!

What's wrong with this guy?

In addition to being sad, he also injured his brain? !

How could he say such sad words? !

Even the name "Cong Gang" that he casually chose for himself must be taken back?

"Songtai, I am a rotten person... rotten from head to toe! I have always been a loser... I just never want to admit it!"

Feng Xinglang raised his head and looked at the gray sky, "Songtai, I let you go, and I let Danuo and Wanwan go... They can live however they want... I let everyone go... including Myself!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Xinglang smiled coldly at the sky; then shuffled his steps and walked past Cong Gang.

But just after taking a few steps, Feng Xinglang's strong body collapsed like a mountain collapsing.

Cong Gang dragged Feng Xinglang into a hug, and then skillfully lifted him onto his shoulders.

"What a pity...I don't want to be let go by you!"

After Cong Gang sighed lightly, he carried Feng Xinglang into the comfortable and spacious business car with great strength.

After unbuttoning Feng Xinglang's upper body, Cong Gang gave him a comprehensive examination.

Taking another look at someone who looked so decadent and autistic, Cong Gang really wanted to slap Feng Xinglang and wake him up!

"I told you not to have such a strong desire to control your children... but you didn't listen!"

Cong Gang reached out his hand and patted Feng Xinglang's handsome face.

"You yourself have lacked love since childhood, so you want to impose your overwhelming father's love on your children... Isn't it counterproductive? You also have to ask them if they need it? Or if they can accept it in full?"

When it comes to educating children, Cong Gang and Feng Xinglang can be regarded as two extremes.

Feng Xinglang refused to let go of his children no matter what;

But Cong Gang never touched his own child at all! So let’s not talk about letting go!

In the end, Feng Xinglang, who was trapped in a cocoon, hurt himself; but Cong Gang still lived a free and easy life.

What Feng Xinglang said most about Cong Gang's state of raising children was: No one will know if you die at home!

It can only mean that Feng Xinglang has not yet been able to comprehend the true meaning of life!

Come from nature, return to nature, isn’t it great? !

Isn't it the most beautiful way to die alone at home and let the wind dissolve you?

Do you have to die in front of a group of crying heirs?

Therefore, the former Feng Xinglang could not understand Cong Gang's indulgence of his daughter;

But now Feng Xinglang can more or less understand some truth!

To be precise, you should be reaping the consequences!

When Feng Xinglang woke up again, it was already an hour later.

His whole body was wrapped in warm hot water, coupled with pressure to relieve nervous tension, Feng Xinglang woke up in comfort.

What caught his eye was Cong Gang with sweat on his face.

Feng Xinglang didn't speak, just looked at Cong Gang quietly, enjoying the comfortable compressions Cong Gang gave to his system.

Really comfortable!

Relax from the heart to the limbs of the body; there is no need to think about anything, no need to do anything, just enjoy!

Seeing that Feng Xinglang was awake, Cong Gang didn't say anything and continued his movements.

In fact, between the two of them, sometimes words are not needed to convey information. One look and one expression can express what you want to express very well!

But this does not prevent them from performing martial arts from time to time!

"Why aren't you smiling?"

After a long time, Feng Xinglang, who was on the steam table, murmured faintly.

"What are you laughing at? Are you laughing at yourself?" Cong Gang asked quietly.

"Hmm...don't you think it's funny?"

Feng Xinglang said mockingly, "You hate me so much...you can still relieve your hatred by laughing at me!"

"Okay, don't think about your rebellious sons! They don't deserve your overwhelming fatherly love!"

No matter what, Cong Gang's way of persuading people is so awkward!

Is this comforting him, Feng Xinglang? But how could he hear the meaning of adding fuel to the fire?

"Cong Gang, I'm not dead yet... Are you planning to make me angry to death?"

Feng Xinglang, who was feeling a little uncomfortable with hunger, wanted to sit up, but he felt extremely weak.

Cong Gang supported Feng Xinglang's lower back, supporting him to sit upright.

"The ginseng soup I made will refresh you!"

Cong Gang brought the ginseng and mushroom soup that had just been warmed on the stone table to Feng Xinglang to drink; a piece of spare ribs was also placed on top to whet his appetite.

Feng Xinglang drank up all the soup and mushrooms in three gulps.

It’s light and refreshing, but the ribs are a little missing!

"This is too much to eat. Go and make me a plate of pasta! Remember to add more beef tenderloin!"

This bowl of soup was definitely not enough for Feng Xinglang.

But at least he is no longer hungry!

"Your blood energy has a retrograde tendency. Eating less will be good for your health!"

Cong Gang pressed Feng Xinglang's spine with two fingers, wiping all the way down.

"Cong Gang, you have to make such calculations about eating something? Are you tired from living?"

Feng Xinglang couldn't understand that Cong Gang ate food every day that Feng Xinglang found unpalatable.

Some people live just to eat;

Some people eat just to survive.

If he could ascend to immortality without eating, Cong Gang would have been at the level of a Heavenly Lord!

"When it's done, I'll make it for you to eat!"

Cong Gang used delay tactics.

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After eating and drinking, Feng Xinglang still had no intention of leaving.

Turn off your phone and cut off contact with the outside world.

Just lying in the sunroom on the third floor, quietly looking at the starry night sky.

"Chongzi, do you think I'm living like this because of myself?"

Feng Xinglang stretched his limbs lazily, and his whole body showed a wanton and relaxed posture.

"That's not entirely true...more or less, it's also related to external factors!"

Cong Gang filtered out some nourishing solid particles and brought a cup of amber tea to Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang took it and took a few sips, "What is this? Is it so bitter?"

"Good stuff, take a couple more sips!" Cong Gang said warmly.

Feng Xinglang reluctantly took two more sips, then put the cup back on the table and refused to drink again.

Cong Gang took the remaining water glass from Feng Xinglang and drank it all in one breath.

Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang blankly and sneered, "Catworm, you don't need to be so frugal, right? You've stolen so much money from Hetun every year, and you've spent it all?"

"The market price of this cup of food is several million! But you can't get it only if you have money!" Cong Gang said warmly.

"How many millions? Real or fake?"

Feng Xinglang came closer to check, "You lied to me, and I won't reimburse you!"

Cong Gang raised his lips and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I still have this little money! But if President Feng insists on firing me... I will have to save money!"

"Fire you? When did I say that?"

Feng Xinglang rolled his eyes at Cong Gang, and then said quietly, "I don't remember it a long time ago!"

Thinking of something, Feng Xinglang turned his head and looked at Cong Gang.

"By the way, where have Xiaochong and An Anye gone? You should be in constant contact with them, right?"

Feng Xinglang is really a heir. Either you care about this or that.

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang indifferently, "If I say: I never contact An An and Xiao Chong...are you going to get angry again?"

Before Feng Xinglang could answer, Cong Gang continued, "If one day Xiao Chong and An An are in danger somewhere in the world, will you hate me forever?"

Feng Xinglang: "..."

Feng Xinglang was stunned by Cong Gang's words. I really couldn't answer him for a while. "Feng Xinglang, you should know that every day Xiao Chong and An An are together is happy! Life requires not only length, but also thickness! Even if Xiao Chong and An An are in danger somewhere in the world, they will Also happy!

"

Feng Xinglang couldn't accept the truth that 'life requires not only length, but also thickness'...

"Cong Gang, please stop brainwashing me! I ordered you to contact them every three days! Did you hear that?!"

Feng Xinglang snarled.

The father who doted on his children infinitely is back with full blood!

Cong Gang shook his head lightly: It seems that Feng Xinglang will never learn to let go!

"Aren't you a parent too? You can contact your son!" Cong Gang said warmly.

"If I could get in touch, would I still need you?!" Feng Xinglang got sulky again when he mentioned this matter. The youngest son quietly traveled around the world with Cong An'an. At first, he could report that he was safe once a week; later, his cell phone could no longer be reached, and he could no longer check any of his itinerary.

There has been no news!

Occasionally, Feng Xinglang could only learn some news about his youngest son and Cong Anan from Cong Gang!

But the only thing that makes Feng Xinglang happy is that his youngest son will report to his wife Lin Xueluo that he is safe after about a month. But every time Feng Xinglang failed to defend!

I always feel like I, as a biological father, have been neglected by my younger son! But can't have an attack!

"They are enjoying the beauty of nature, but you are trapped in your daughter's feelings... What you get is your daughter's incomprehension and disapproval... Well, I sympathize with you!" Cong Gang said. The words almost broke Feng Xinglang's psychological defense!