"That shouldn't be!"
Xue Luo muttered, "According to the plot, shouldn't your Bai Mo be grinning from ear to ear?"
Xue Luo glanced at the direction of the washroom, "Could it be that he was too happy that he became depressed?"
In short, Xue Luo was puzzled: Bai Mo who knew that his wife had given birth to two daughters, why would he have such a reaction? "Probably because I lied to him in a fit of pique! It hurt his man's pride! "
Yuan Duoduo sighed lightly.
Xue Luo was silent for a while.
She suddenly remembered the time when she used a dead fetus to deceive her husband Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang's rage at that time was something she would never forget in this lifetime; that man who was burning with rage almost wanted to eat her alive!
Heaven also ruthlessly took revenge on her for lying, making her lose a child as the price!
Xue Luo's heart ached fiercely.
At this moment, she seemed to be able to understand why Bai Mo's face was so cold.
"Duoduo, please coax Bai Mo! Being lied to by one's own loved ones, no one would be able to accept it! "
Duoduo nodded silently.
Bai Mo who was in the washroom should have heard it. His good-looking eyebrows were knitted to the point that he felt a chill.
So the whole world knew that Dou Dou and Ya Ya were his biological daughters, only he, Bai Mo, was kept in the dark like a fool.
It was not strange that Feng Xinglang would say those strange things to him again and again!
Once again, Bai Mo was ruthlessly lied to and lied to by his own loved ones!
They used all kinds of banners, but they actually did things that hurt him, the person involved!
"Uncle Da Bai, you're squeezing Tuan Tuan's hand … Tuan Tuan is in so much pain! You've already washed it several times! "
Tuan Tuan's pink face wrinkled as he painfully looked at his hand that had turned red from being squeezed by Bai Mo.
Because of his uneasiness, Bai Mo kept repeating the action of washing Tuan Tuan's hands.
Bai Mo who had regained his senses immediately drew a tissue and wiped Tuan Tuan's hands dry. "I'm done."
"Then can Tuan Tuan go see the babies now?"
"Go. Remember to be gentle. "
Little Cutie nodded his head like a drum, "Tuan Tuan understands. Tuan Tuan will be gentle. "
Bai Mo watched as Tuan Tuan ran out of the washroom, but he remained silent.
Perhaps Bai Mo wasn't angry at Yuan Duoduo for lying to him, but at himself!
Why wouldn't he be trusted?
Or was he not worthy of being trusted by others?
Because he was weak? Not decisive and resolute enough? Or were there other reasons?
In fact, everyone in our lives yearns to be needed and trusted!
Bai Mo was the same! He also desired it!
Especially now that he was the father of two daughters!
*****
Just as Feng Xinglang was about to get up and head to the Bai Residence to pick up his wife and niece, he was blocked in his office by an uninvited Yan Bang.
Yan Bang's expression was very tense. He stared at Feng Xinglang, his gaze deep and heavy.
"What's wrong? It's like your father died! "
Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang and sat back in his office chair. "Aren't you in detention? Will it kill you to keep a low profile? "
Yan Bang had never taken Feng Xinglang's insults to heart.
But this time, Yan Bang's eyes were dyed with endless sorrow. Perhaps it was more saddening than the death of his father.
"Feng Xinglang, my brain isn't good, and I'm not as smart as you. I want to hear it from your own mouth: Have you chosen Cong Gang? "
Yan Bang's question that came out of nowhere caused Feng Xinglang's brows to furrow. It seemed that the purpose of Yan Bang's visit was to ask him this question.
The corners of Feng Xinglang's lips twitched, but he didn't show any sign of anger.
He picked up the clove tea on the table and took a sip, asking faintly, "Tell me, what gossip did you hear?"
"Feng Xinglang, you only need to answer me. Between me and Cong Gang, do you already have a choice?"
Yan Bang's words came out from his suppressed chest, accompanied by a hissing sound.
Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and glanced at Yan Bang, slowly putting down the teacup in his hand.
The clove tea's main function was to nourish the stomach and regulate stomach coldness. It was the woman who repeatedly told him to drink some every day.
In fact, Feng Xinglang's stomach disease had long been cured, but he had been obediently recuperating.
He liked the way women looked when they were nervous about him. There was an indescribable charm that made him want to eat her up.
"After listening to Nina's quarterly report this morning, I was still thinking: Cong Gang, that son of a b * tch, seems to have been quiet for a long time! But as soon as you appeared, I knew that son of a b * tch had started to play tricks on you again! "
Feng Xinglang raised his head and glanced at Yan Bang again, shaking his head and sighing with disappointment.
"What do you mean?" Yan Bang asked.
"Nothing! I just think that it's not easy for you to survive until now with your IQ! "
Feng Xinglang rubbed his aching temples.
Yan Bang was silent.
"Tell me, what kind of tricks did Cong Gang play this time?"
Seeing that Yan Bang was silent, Feng Xinglang took the initiative to ask.
Was he forcing him to make a choice this time? Or was it another shocking plot to get someone else to do his dirty work?
"Cong Gang has begun to rebuild his haunted house in Qi Bei Shan City with great fanfare! Don't tell me you don't know about this? "
Yan Bang snorted through his nose.
What did it mean for Cong Gang to rebuild the haunted house that was blown up by Xing Er?
It meant that Cong Gang wanted to stay in Shen Cheng City for a long time!
In other words, without Feng Xinglang's permission, how would Cong Gang dare to act so recklessly?!
"I'm not the city planning bureau. What does it have to do with me if Cong Gang wants to rebuild his haunted house?"
Although Feng Xinglang reprimanded Yan Bang verbally, there was an unclear anger accumulating in his eyes.
What was this Cong Gang trying to do?
He was openly repairing his haunted house. Was this a challenge to Yan Bang or a challenge to Feng Xinglang?
His haunted house was blown up into ruins by Xing Er, and Xing Er was from He Tun …
Could it be that the person he wanted to challenge was He Tun?
No matter what Cong Gang's intention was, Feng Xinglang was very unhappy!
Although Lan Youyou did not confess and Cong Gang denied it, Feng Xinglang always felt that Lan Youyou's plan to harm his wife, Xue Luo, was definitely related to Cong Gang.
Sometimes, it was not the occasional words and deeds that were bad, but the motive!
Feng Xinglang had been looking for a reasonable motive for Cong Gang!
Just like a valuable item, the taboo was not the thief stealing it, but the thief's heart!
"Then if I bring people to raze his haunted house to the ground, you shouldn't have any objections, right?"
Yan Bang asked in return.
Feng Xinglang glanced at Yan Bang coldly, "Yan Bang, can't you use your brain before you do anything?"
He looked at the time impatiently, "Alright, I won't beat around the bush with you anymore! If I were you, I would sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight! Let the people from He Tun eliminate Cong Gang and then reap the benefits! "
"Let the people from He Tun get rid of Cong Gang?"
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