His son's occasional rebuttal had more or less ruined Feng Xinglang's dignity as a father.
"It's none of your business! I'll deal with you when we get back! "
Feng Xinglang reprimanded his son in a low voice and put the little thing back on the ground. He walked forward and grabbed the air-conditioner quilt on the bed with one hand and took out a lighter from his trouser pocket with the other.
At this moment, Feng Xinglang was already filled with hostility. In order to scare Cong Gang and force him out, he actually wanted to set fire to his haunted house.
"Bastard Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?" The little guy jumped anxiously but could not snatch the lighter from his father's hand.
A strong black arm reached over and directly grabbed the lighter in Feng Xinglang's hand.
It was the fourth son, Yannawa.
"Call your master Cong Gang out!" Feng Xinglang said sternly.
"He doesn't want to see you! Please leave immediately! "
Yannawa looked at Feng Xinglang coldly as if provoking him: If you make a move again, I won't be polite! I'll throw you out of here!
Even if Feng Xinglang won against Yannawa, he might not be able to see Cong Gang.
Moreover, Feng Xinglang still had Lin Nuo by his side. Of course, he would not lose his father's face in front of his son. He also did not want the little guy to see the violent and bloody side.
"Tell Cong Gang: If he dares to touch my son, I'll fight him to the death!"
After saying that, Feng Xinglang once again carried the little thing in his arms. He looked around fiercely and then strode away.
"Feng Xinglang, put me down … I don't want to go back with you! Put me down! "
The little guy struggled with all his might in Feng Xinglang's arms. He promised the big caterpillar to take care of him for a month, but now it had only been three days, and it was ruined by his bastard father!
Of course, Feng Xinglang would not let the little guy down. He tightened his grip on him and walked toward the black Lexus.
Half an hour later, the black-faced CEO walked toward the CEO's office with Young Master Feng in his arms.
Along the way, he heard Lin Nuo's cries. "Feng Xinglang, let go of me! You're hurting me … it hurts! "
Ignoring the cries of the little fellow, Feng Xinglang ran into the office with a black face and went straight to the lounge.
Wendy rarely saw the CEO so angry at his own son, so she immediately ran back to the secretary's office to inform Nina.
When Nina heard the noise and rushed over, CEO Feng had already locked the father and son in the lounge.
Today was only Thursday. Shouldn't the little fellow be in school at this time? How did President Feng bring him to the company?
There was an eighty percent chance that the little fellow had angered his father again!
"Nina, should we call the president's wife?" Wendy asked worriedly.
"No need!"
Nina sighed. "Don't worry. No matter how angry President Feng is, he won't hurt his own flesh and blood."
…
In the lounge, the father and son stared at each other.
"Feng Xinglang, if I want to fight, then fight! I'm not afraid of you! "
The little guy's voice was piercingly cold. He looked as if he would not yield no matter how he was beaten.
"Feng Linnuo, what kind of attitude is that!"
How could Feng Xinglang bear to fight for real? Wouldn't that hurt his own heart to death?
"Then what kind of attitude is that?!"
The little fellow sternly retorted to his biological father who had forcefully brought him back. "I already said that I ran to the big caterpillar's place myself! It has nothing to do with the big caterpillar! Why do you still want to vent your anger on the big caterpillar? "
The little fellow had a deeper understanding of the word "vent his anger" than other children his age.
Because his adoptive father, Hetun, would always vent his anger on the innocent mommy because of the little fellow's mistakes. He would be punished and locked up in a small black room, thus making him obedient and obedient!
The little fellow hated this kind of venting his anger!
And at this moment, the bastard's biological father was also venting his anger on the injured big caterpillar!
Seeing that his son was a little agitated, Feng Xinglang calmed down and patted his son's shoulder lightly. His expression and tone were much gentler.
"Tell daddy, what exactly is going on?"
The little fellow pursed his lips, as if he still didn't want to say it.
"You don't want to tell daddy? Fine! I'll call your mommy right now and tell her that you've been absent from school for three days. You even got Bassoon to pretend to be your parent to fool the teachers … "
"Daddy, don't!"
The little fellow suddenly hugged Feng Xinglang's hand that had already taken out his phone. "Don't tell mommy! She'll be anxious and sad! "
This was the little fellow's weakness! And Feng Xinglang made good use of this point!
"Oh, you're worried that mommy will be anxious and sad, but aren't you worried that daddy will also be anxious and sad?"
Seeing that he had achieved the desired effect, Feng Xinglang began to play the warm card. "You're daddy's only son, and daddy really loves you! If anything happens to you, daddy will also be very anxious and sad! "
The warm card worked. The little fellow pursed his lips. "Daddy, actually, you don't have to be anxious and sad for nothing! My biological son has already grown up, and there won't be any danger! "
"Although you're very clever, you're still a seven-year-old child!"
Feng Xinglang's desire to suppress flared up. "Daddy originally wanted to go to school to pick you up and spend some quality time with you … but I heard from the teacher that you haven't been to school for three days! Do you think daddy's heart will explode from anxiety? "
"Ah? You went to my school? "The little fellow sighed." This is bad! "
"Feng Linnuo, you haven't told daddy yet: What's going on between you and Cong Gang?"
Feng Xinglang suppressed the anger in his heart and continued to ask. Even if he wanted to cut Cong Gang into eight pieces, there must be a reason.
The little fellow's little face fell, and he slowly opened his mouth. "Godfather and Eighth Brother were injured, and I was very anxious … Second Brother couldn't be found, and Twelfth Brother also disappeared … I was so afraid that Godfather would die, so I went to ask Big Caterpillar to help rescue Godfather from Mexico City!"
The last time Cong Gang went out, it was to go to Mexico City to rescue Hetun?
"Big Caterpillar didn't let me down. He really rescued Godfather and Second Brother from Mexico City, and even escorted them back to Fort Pater!"
"And then you went to mop the floor for Cong Gang? As a way of repaying his kindness? "
This was the reason Feng Xinglang thought of his son appearing in Cong Gang's haunted house, sweating profusely and mopping the floor.
"Big Caterpillar did me a great favor, and he was also injured, so I wanted to take care of him for a month, until his injury got better!"
The reason the little fellow stated was similar to what Feng Xinglang had thought. In short, it was to repay the kindness!
"Tell daddy: It was Cong Gang who offered to take care of him for a month, right?"
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