After Cong Gang dealt with the wounds and dirt on her body, she lay on her side on the bed and closed her eyes for a few hours. Then, she heard Feng Xinglang, that scumbag, shouting and kicking the door downstairs.
"Scumbag!"
Cong Gang hissed but didn't get up. Instead, he curled up in the thin duvet.
Cong Gang knew to take the fastest flight back to the nearest city. Feng Xinglang, of course, knew too. But he was seven or eight hours later than Cong Gang. The fact that he was able to come back so quickly proved that he loved his son very much.
The wind didn't stop and the trees didn't seem to want to be quiet either. They were in a stalemate.
"Boss, Feng Xinglang is here. He's smashing the door downstairs."
Wei Kang's soft knocking came from outside the door.
In fact, Wei Kang knew that it was unnecessary for him to inform Cong Gang. With Cong Gang's vigilance, how could he not hear the noise Feng Xinglang was making downstairs?
But one of them didn't want to open the door and the other was smashing the door. It wasn't good for them to be in a stalemate like this.
It really disturbed the quiet and beautiful morning.
"Got it," Cong Gang replied from inside the room.
Just 'got it'?
That's it? Nothing else?
Wei Kang waited for a while but the room returned to silence.
"Boss, should we open the door? Or kick him out? "
Wei Kang did not like guessing and trying to figure out the Holy Will. Cong Gang was his boss so he had to listen to them. But Feng Xinglang seemed to subconsciously become their boss. They had to plan for the long term.
At least for now, they didn't want to offend him.
Even if they wanted to offend him, it had to be the current boss who gave the order.
But before Cong Gang could give the order, the wooden door was smashed open by Feng Xinglang's car.
Not only was he a scumbag, but he was also a thug!
Vulgar and rude! He didn't know who he was!
Cong Gang thought so. But Feng Xinglang didn't think so.
He thought that Cong Gang was the one who didn't know who he was.
"Boss … Boss Feng, good morning."
Wei Kang subconsciously greeted Feng Xinglang when he saw him rushing up the stairs with a face full of rage. They had already bumped into each other. It was inappropriate not to greet him.
"Where's Cong Gang?"
Feng Xinglang asked.
"My boss is resting. If there's anything, wait for him to wake up … "
Clang! Before Wei Kang could finish his sentence, Feng Xinglang had already broken the door open with a single shoulder.
This temporary two-story building was almost entirely made of wood. Its sturdiness was still a bit lacking.
Cong Gang was half-lying on the simple wooden bed, quietly watching Feng Xinglang, who had knocked on the door and entered.
"Feng Xinglang, are you crazy?"
Cong Gang hadn't even finished speaking when Feng Xinglang pounced on him without another word. Cong Gang, who couldn't react in time, was pinned under his body.
Perhaps it wasn't that Cong Gang didn't have time to react, but he didn't expect Feng Xinglang to be … so blunt.
"Cong Gang, where's my son?"
Feng Xinglang had already checked downstairs, and there was no sign of his son on Cong Gang's bed.
Feng Xinglang suppressed Cong Gang as he asked in a violent and angry tone. His breath landed on Cong Gang's face, almost touching the bridge of his nose.
At that moment, Cong Gang's thoughts slowed down by half a beat. It was only when Feng Xinglang pulled his upper body out of the blanket that he came back to his senses.
"Where's the flash drive?"
Cong Gang didn't look at Feng Xinglang's furious eyes, but asked with his face half-tilted.
Feng Xinglang's handsome face twisted because of anger.
This time, he didn't argue with Cong Gang, nor did he play any tricks. Instead, he directly took out the flash drive from his pocket and threw it at Cong Gang's face.
"Where's my son?"
"And those replicas!"
Cong Gang obviously had the upper hand, but the way Cong Gang looked at Feng Xinglang seemed to have a guilty conscience.
Especially when Feng Xinglang's strong body was suppressing him!
It wasn't that Cong Gang couldn't bear Feng Xinglang's weight, but …
"Do you think I'll be so bored that I'll make a bunch of lowly replicas to threaten you?"
Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "If I want to threaten you, I have my ways!"
"Tell me, where's my son!"
Feng Xinglang roared again. He seemed to be reaching the limit of his endurance.
It seemed that if Cong Gang didn't tell him the whereabouts of Lin Nuo, Feng Xinglang would really eat him up.
"At this time …"
Cong Gang tilted his head and glanced out of the window, "Your son should be sleeping in your wife's arms."
Cong Gang's reply made Feng Xinglang slightly stunned: My son is sleeping in my wife's arms?
How could this bastard be so honest that he would send his son to Xue Luo's side?
"Give me the phone!"
No matter if he believed it or not, Feng Xinglang still asked for proof.
Cong Gang took out the phone from the drawer and gave it to Feng Xinglang.
"Be honest!"
Feng Xinglang was still suppressing Cong Gang's upper body, preventing him from resisting.
Actually whether he resisted or not, his subjective consciousness was very important.
But at this moment, Cong Gang didn't seem to have any subjective consciousness. He felt that his whole person wasn't very good. It was as if what was suppressing him was not a body of 80 or 90 kg, but an invisible Mount Tai.
"Hello … Who's this?"
From the phone came the sleepy voice of a woman.
"Xue Luo, it's me. Where's Nuo Nuo? "
Hearing the woman's soft voice, the irritable man instantly became warm.
"Nuo Nuo is back, he's sleeping."
Xue Luo kissed her son's red little face, "Nuo Nuo … it's my biological father."
"Nuo Nuo is asleep, don't wake him up."
"Xinglang, where are you? Are you back? "
"Oh, I just got off the plane. I'll be back in a while. Wait for me! "
"Okay. Be careful on the road. "
Thinking about something, Xue Luo added: "It was Cong Gang who sent Nuo Nuo back. He was sent back last night. I couldn't get through to you. "
"En, I'll be back soon! See you later. "
After hanging up the phone, Feng Xinglang conveniently deleted his wife Xue Luo's number. His wife and son's safety made him feel a lot more at ease.
"You can get up now!"
After Feng Xinglang made this warm phone call, Cong Gang used his strength to push Feng Xinglang who was on top of him away.
Feng Xinglang nimbly turned over and jumped down from the bed, squinting at Cong Gang.
"At least you know what's good for you!"
Her thin lips slightly hooked up, as a praise for Cong Gang's behavior.
"Are you done? If you're done, then get out! "
Cong Gang tidied up the bed that was messed up by Feng Xinglang.
"You think I'm happy to stay here!"
Feng Xinglang swept a cold glance, then turned and walked towards the door.
Cong Gang's gaze subconsciously followed him. But he didn't expect Feng Xinglang to stop and turn around.
"The injuries on your body … Are you alright?"
The scuffle just now had exposed those scratches on Cong Gang's body. Of course Feng Xinglang would see it.
At that time, Cong Gang's hoodie had been given to Lin Nuo. He was only wearing a T-shirt, so it was inevitable that he would be scratched by those branches and bushes.
"… I'm fine."
Cong Gang replied somewhat unnaturally.
"That forest was so dangerous, yet you still dared to run so fast … Why didn't you fall to your death, you bastard!"
This sudden change in style showed the attitude and tone that a scumbag should have.
"…"
Cong Gang didn't say anything. He also didn't want to say anything.
Downstairs, Feng Xinglang stopped and turned around to stare at Wei Kang, who was sending him off.
Wei Kang was on alert when he was stared at by Feng Xinglang. Could it be that this guy couldn't do anything to Boss Cong Gang and wanted to make things difficult for a small character like him?
Feng Xinglang searched his body for a while and found the cash cheque that had been crumpled on the way here.
"Take it, consider it the medical expenses for your boss! And … that door. "
Feng Xinglang glanced at the wooden door that he had smashed. "Wei Kang, what's so good about you following Cong Gang? You live in a poor house, hide from place to place all day, and don't even have enough to eat. Is there a need to risk your life for him? Come and find me when you have time, I welcome you anytime. "
Before leaving, Feng Xinglang didn't forget to sow discord.
"…"
Feng Xinglang's words really made people's hearts itch.
But Wei Kang wouldn't do that. It wasn't easy for bloodthirsty people like them to find a suitable master.
He didn't return the cheque in his hand. It wasn't that he wanted to take it for himself, but he felt that with Boss Cong Gang's current identity and status, he should be able to live more elegantly. So, he accepted Feng Xinglang's ten million cash cheque.
*****
At dawn, Feng Xinglang rushed back to the Feng family as fast as he could.
"Second Young Master, you're finally back …"
Housekeeper Mo immediately came to greet him.
"Where's Madam?"
"Madam and Nuo Nuo are upstairs. Last night, Young Master Nuo was sent back. "
"Okay, I'll go upstairs first." Feng Xinglang walked up the stairs.
Hearing the noise downstairs, Xue Luo, who had already washed up and accompanied her son, immediately got up to open the door.
Outside the door was the man she had been worried about for three to four days.
He had a strong physique and a tired face; his eyes were filled with warmth.
"Xinglang, you're back," the woman murmured with heartache.
What answered the woman was a fierce kiss from the man.
He nibbled on the woman's warm and rosy lips, venting his longing for the woman these days.
The growing pain made Xue Luo hug the man's slender waist even more tightly.
Feng Xinglang didn't linger on the woman's lips for long. He carried the woman who was almost drunk from his kisses and walked to the bedside.
Feng Xinglang directly pulled away the thin quilt covering his son's body, revealing the little fellow's strong and curled up body.
"Xinglang, what are you doing … Nuo Nuo will be cold," Xue Luo muttered.
"He's fine, he's not missing any arms or legs!"
Feng Xinglang crawled over and hugged his son's warm body tightly in his arms.
"Bastard, bastard, your father really wants to beat you up! Who told you to run around! "
Even though he was angry, Feng Xinglang only pinched the little fellow's butt symbolically. It was considered a slap.
"Xinglang, go take a bath first, then sleep with Nuo Nuo for a while. After he woke up last night, he waited for you for a long time. "
"Come to the bathroom together, I'm going to teach you a lesson!"
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