The haunted house, which used to be covered with creepy vines, had been renovated. From the outside, there didn't seem to be much difference, but the depth seemed to have expanded a lot. All kinds of plants were still planted around, shrouded in a layer of mysterious and strange atmosphere.
In addition, there was a large area of newly built graveyard on the mountainside. Even if it was a sunny day, it would still cause a chill to run down one's spine.
Feng Xinglang didn't like these vines that were too evil. He always felt that they were blocking the sunlight from penetrating the haze.
The wooden house on the hillside was empty, so Feng Xinglang directly came here.
When Feng Xinglang came in, Cong Gang was talking about something with the travel-worn Wei Kang. Seeing Feng Xinglang come in, the two stopped talking and looked at him.
"Wei Kang, there are things that your master likes in the trunk! Go and move them in! Take them with care! They cost me a lot of money. "
Feng Xinglang ordered Wei Kang as he walked towards Cong Gang and sat down on the rattan chair in front of him.
He looked around. The simple gray color made it look lifeless; it was very in line with Cong Gang's personality.
"Would the great CEO Feng be short of money to buy flowers and plants?" Cong Gang snorted.
Feng Xinglang stopped looking around and squinted at Cong Gang. "How did you know that I wanted to give you flowers and plants? Did you sniff it out? "
Cong Gang glared at Feng Xinglang and turned his head away, ignoring him.
"You're a man, why do you like to raise these delicate flowers and plants? To put it nicely, you have a gentle taste. To put it bluntly … you're mentally unsound! "
Feng Xinglang couldn't understand why a man would spend so much of his life taking care of flowers and plants.
Just to appreciate the beauty of orchids in bloom? Fragrance?
"Then, what interests do you think a man needs to have to be mentally sound?"
Cong Gang took a sip of tea and asked Feng Xinglang leisurely.
"There are many!"
Feng Xinglang stretched his limbs and put his legs on the edge of the table in front of Cong Gang. "Money, beautiful women … Carpe diem!"
Cong Gang didn't refute Feng Xinglang. Because they probably couldn't talk about this topic. There was no point in saying anything more.
"I'm here to thank you!"
Feng Xinglang retracted his legs and sat up straight. "Those three pots of expensive orchids are just a token of my appreciation!"
"When did CEO Feng learn to be so polite?" Cong Gang asked lightly.
"I'm really here to thank you! Just take it all! "
Feng Xing Lang coldly snorted, "Don't talk to me like that! Tired! "
"Then I will reluctantly accept it!"
Cong Gang glanced at the three pots of orchids that Wei Kang had brought in and said indifferently, "Although these three pots of orchids … are very inferior!"
Feng Xinglang subconsciously looked back and only felt that the three pots of orchids were lush and very pleasing to the eye. How was it substandard?
Feng Xinglang, who didn't know much about orchids, didn't continue this boring topic with Cong Gang.
"Cong Gang, I'm quite curious. How did you track Xing San and not get discovered by him?"
Feng Xinglang probed. He always felt that Cong Gang had too many secrets. Sometimes, he was so strange that he didn't seem like an earthling.
"Why, do you want to be my disciple and learn from me?" Cong Gang smiled faintly.
Feng Xinglang leaned closer, "Having a ready-made slave like you is enough for me!"
Cong Gang didn't respond. It was not the first or second day that Feng Xinglang had been so conceited and arrogant.
"My brother wants to thank you in person! Arrange a time for my brother to treat you to a banquet! If he gives you some money as compensation, just accept it. Consider it as accepting my brother's sincerity! "
Feng Lixin had been nagging for the past two days, so Feng Xinglang had no choice but to make an appointment with Cong Gang.
"Your brother is much more conscientious than you. At least he knows how to be grateful! "
Cong Gang didn't need Feng Lixin's gratitude. The reason why he helped Feng Lixin find his daughter was entirely because of Feng Xinglang.
"How nice of you to be grateful!"
Feng Xinglang retorted to Cong Gang, "When I saved you from Chinatown, I was waiting for you to be grateful!"
"Feng Xinglang, don't bring up that trivial matter again and again!"
Cong Gang snorted, "I don't owe you anything anymore!"
"You don't owe me anything just because you say so! Even your life is mine! You can only be used by me for the rest of your life! You don't enjoy freedom anymore, understand? "
This was how Feng Xinglang had always bullied Cong Gang.
He defined Cong Gang as a slave from the bottom of his heart!
Moreover, he was a slave who could never turn over a new leaf!
"Feng Xinglang, does your attitude look like you're here to thank me?"
Cong Gang wasn't annoyed. If he was really annoyed, he would've been annoyed to death by Feng Xinglang many times already.
"What, I gave you some color, and you really want to use it to open a dye house!"
Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "Be a good slave, this is a very promising career!"
Watching Feng Xinglang's sports car drive away, Wei Kang clenched his fists so tightly that they creaked.
"Boss, you can really keep your composure! You should've killed Feng Xinglang many times already! "
"Using a ruffian's words to make yourself angry … it's not worth it!"
Cong Gang snorted as he leaned over and carefully admired the three pots of orchids that Feng Xinglang personally sent over.
He knew that these three pots of orchids weren't made by Feng Xinglang, but it was enough that he had the heart!
… …
"Uncle mommy, can Tuan Tuan wear this hairpin to school tomorrow?"
What made Xue Luo sigh was that these two days, Feng Tuan Tuan didn't feel sad because of his mother Lan Youyou's death. Instead, he happily called her 'uncle mommy' and kept pestering her and her son Lin Nuo.
"En, this pink hairpin looks the best on Tuan Tuan!"
Xue Luo carefully put the pink hairpin on Tuan Tuan Tuan.
"Really? I'll go take a look at Nuo Nuo gege. "
Feng Tuan Tuan who wore the hairpin happily jogged over to Lin Nuo who was playing with the Transformer.
"Nuo Nuo gege, quickly take a look at Tuan Tuan, does he look good?"
"Go play at the side! Don't disturb me when I'm assembling the super team! "
Lin Nuo didn't even raise his head.
"Nuo Nuo gege, just look at Tuan Tuan … just look! Tuan Tuan wants to wear this pink hairpin to school tomorrow. "
"You're so annoying!"
Lin Nuo finally raised his head and stared at Feng Tuan Tuan in disgust, "Why are you dressing up like this? You're going to be chased and kissed by bad boys again! Don't come crying to me then! "
"Then Tuan Tuan won't wear this hairpin tomorrow! Just two little braids will do! "
Seeing that Nuo Nuo gege didn't like her wearing the pink hairpin, Tuan Tuan Tuan Tuan tore it off and threw it away.
Women really dress up for the man they like!
Feng Xinglang instructed Mo Ranran: These few days, she didn't need to do anything, including taking care of the two kids. Her only task was to keep an eye on Feng Lixin.
Originally, Mo Ranran didn't want to agree. Because she felt that it was reasonable for a husband to be sad for a period of time after his wife died! Besides, she also didn't want to keep an eye on Feng Lixin like a prisoner every day.
But when she heard Feng Xinglang say that his brother Feng Lixin might commit suicide because of Lan Youyou's death, Mo Ranran was terrified and kept an eye on Feng Lixin every day.
No matter how vicious Lan Youyou was, no matter how much she deserved to die, she was still Feng Lixin's wife and the biological mother of his daughter Feng Tuan Tuan.
Feng Lixin still arranged a small room in the villa next door for Lan Youyou's sacrifice.
When Feng Lixin came out of the small room, he saw Mo Ranran waiting outside the door with a yawn.
"Ranran, you don't have to keep an eye on me every day …"
"Tuan Tuan just lost her biological mother, I can't just watch her lose her biological father! It's okay for me to work a little hard. "
Mo Ranran handed the windbreaker in her arm to Feng Lixin to put on.
"Did Xinglang ask you to keep an eye on me every day? How did he trick you? He said that I would commit suicide because of Lan Youyou's death? "
Mo Ranran nodded heavily.
"You really believe him?"
Feng Lixin smiled bitterly, "Do you think I would commit suicide because of Tuan Tuan?"
"That's hard to say! I have a feeling that you've been suppressing yourself these past few days! "
"It's not as complicated as you think!"
Feng Lixin exhaled lightly, "Even if it's for Tuan Tuan, I will accompany her to the end!"
Feng Lixin paused, then turned to look at Mo Ranran, "Ranran, I've actually been quite relaxed these past few days … Really!"
"… Relaxed?"
Mo Ranran was shocked, she raised her hand and waved it in front of Feng Lixin's eyes, "Brother Lixin, you're not really depressed, are you?"
"Ranran, you don't understand … It's a kind of release! A release from the depths of the soul! "
Feng Lixin raised her head and looked at the starry sky, "I feel that my daughter and I will definitely be happy tomorrow!"
"Brother Lixin, it's great that you can think that way! I really want to see the gentle, positive, bright, and loving young master of the Feng family, Feng Lixin! "
Mo Ranran was so excited that she almost clapped her hands.
"You don't have to follow me every day now, do you?" Feng Lixin asked.
"That won't do!"
Mo Ranran stepped forward and held Feng Lixin's arm, "Who knows if you're telling the truth or not! We'll talk about it after the three months of danger! "
"…" Feng Lixin froze for a moment.
He wanted to pull Mo Ranran's hand away from his arm, but it seemed like he couldn't reject her sincere and caring heart.
After resting with the two kids for three days, Xue Luo went to report to GK Venture Capital in high spirits.
Xue Luo thought of something and gently asked her husband, Feng Xinglang, "Xinglang, Nina said she found you a new secretary who's as pretty as a flower. I wonder if you're satisfied with her, Mr. President?"
"I haven't met her yet! But I've always trusted Nina! She'll only help me exploit more surplus value! "
Full of the tone of a big capitalist!
"Why, are you feeling pressured?"
Feng Xinglang curled up his lips, smiling as he asked the woman who seemed to be deep in thought.
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