Chapter 2800 I Don’t Allow Anything to Be More Important than Me

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and looked at Cong Gang, and then asked coldly:

"With whom?"

Cong Gang stared deeply at Feng Xinglang, then turned around to look at the dark night sky.

"Originally... there was! But now, I should be the only one to go!"

Feng Xinglang glanced at Cong Gang and did not continue to ask.

His daughter Lin Wan's wedding was just around the corner, and he didn't have the heart or mood to care about Cong Gang's bad things!

"Get out! Get away as far away as possible! This will save me from being upset when I see you!"

Feng Xinglang, who was upset, said these cold and biting words again.

Cong Gang didn't answer. He knew that Feng Xinglang was in a terrible mood at this moment.

After a few minutes of silence, Feng Xinglang's figure swayed slightly; Cong Gang immediately reached over and firmly supported Feng Xinglang's hanging head.

Afterwards, Feng Xinglang fell into a deep sleep.

It's late at night.

Cong Gang sat in front of the window and looked at Feng Xinglang who was sleeping deeply:

It seems that because of Lin Wan's marriage, Feng Xinglang is now filled with the sorrow and sadness of being a father! The whole person looks a little depressed!

"I'm just marrying my daughter...do I need to be so heartbroken?"

Cong Gang reached over and gently patted Feng Xinglang's face, which did not look old.

It seemed that at this moment, Cong Gang thought of that sunny afternoon again: a cynical face, looking at him with interest! I want to see my own dying struggle!

It's a pity that God didn't fulfill his wish, and not only did he not have the death struggle as he wished;

Instead, he survived like crazy!

In someone's incredible eyes!

"If only I had died as you wished... how wonderful it would be!"

Cong Gang sighed quietly, "There's no need to keep an eye on you all night!"

The next morning.

When Cong Gang woke up, he found that Feng Xinglang was missing on the bed.

He just took a nap and didn't even notice when Feng Xinglang left?

Cong Gang jumped up in the next second and walked out of the room quickly.

When he went down two steps, he sniffed subconsciously, then turned around and rushed towards the sun room on the third floor.

Sure enough, Feng Xinglang was standing in the sunroom on the third floor, picking up his potted plants.

The pot in the pot is an orchid that Cong has carefully taken care of for five years and is about to bloom.

This is a rare and rare ghost orchid!

Its roots are green and flat. Cong Gang has taken good care of it for several years, and it is just about to bloom this year.

Feng Xinglang had no idea about precious orchids, and he looked like he was just picking them up as he pleased!

"Um...President Fengda, can you replace it with a pot of orchids?"

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Cong Gang regretted them.

Because according to what he knew about Feng Xinglang: the more he didn't let his ancestor pinch him, the harder he would pinch him!

Cong Gang stepped forward and brought a pot of gorgeous Phalaenopsis on the ground to Feng Xinglang; then he wanted to exchange it for the precious ghost orchid from him!

Feng Xinglang glanced at Cong Gang indifferently: In fact, Feng Xinglang was just talking unconsciously, and had no intention of actually doing anything to the pot of ghost orchids!

But Cong Gang, who was eager to love Lan, took away the pot of orchids he was holding just now from his hand...

"What the hell? Are you so precious?"

It sounded like Feng Xinglang was in a fairly calm mood.

So Cong Gang planned to give Feng Xinglang some popular science, "This is a pot of ghost orchid, also called ghost orchid...it lives in woodland swamps, mostly growing on beech leaves, and it can remain underground for many years..."

"..." Feng Xinglang frowned slightly, "In other words, it is very precious?"

"Yes. I have raised it for more than five years." Cong Gang said lightly.

"More important than me?"

Feng Xinglang asked calmly.

Cong Gang was slightly startled, as if he expected something...

But before Cong Gang could hide the valuable and rare ghost orchid, Feng Xinglang's dirty hand had already reached out!

Then, Cong Gang watched helplessly as Feng Xinglang uprooted the ghost orchid that he had worked so hard to protect for five years!

"I don't allow anything to be more important than me in your mind!" Feng Xinglang said lightly, "Even if it's a pot of flowers!"