Just as Wei Kang had said:
Whether you could see Cong Gang's face depended entirely on Cong Gang's mood!
If he wanted you to see him, you had no choice but to see him. If he didn't want you to see him, even if you dug three feet into Shen City, you still wouldn't be able to see him!
He could be so willful!
When Feng Xinglang arrived, Yannawa was standing quietly by the door, motionless like a statue. Only his eyes followed Feng Xinglang's movements. When Feng Xinglang came in, he didn't stop him.
In the bedroom on the second floor, Cong Gang's world was no longer quiet. His closed eyes to rest was disturbed by Feng Xinglang's barrage of flames!
Feng Xinglang could come at this time, so he must have lost!
He lost because of his son's stubbornness!
"What, you're not dead yet?"
Feng Xinglang's low voice was filled with suppressed dissatisfaction and anger.
Cong Gang was silent. Obviously, he didn't want to talk to the irritable Feng Xinglang. This kind of Feng Xinglang would only pester him endlessly.
"Threatening a seven-year-old child to take care of you? Ha, can you be more f * cking shameless? "
Feng Xinglang hissed in a low voice. Every word was stained with uncontrollable anger.
Cong Gang narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Feng Xinglang indifferently. He snorted calmly and said, "So what?"
Feng Xinglang hated Cong Gang's tone the most. He even hated the way Cong Gang spoke. He was so arrogant that it made people gnash their teeth!
Feng Xinglang grabbed the lapel of Cong Gang's pajamas in anger. "What the f * ck do you want?"
Before Feng Xinglang could finish his sentence, someone attacked his neck with a heavy chop, causing his entire arm to tremble and go limp.
Then, his hands were pinned behind his back by Yannawa and he couldn't move. The more Feng Xinglang struggled, the tighter Yannawa clung to him.
"Throw him out!"
Cong Gang said indifferently. He didn't seem to be angry at all. "When you calm down, come and beg me!"
The word 'beg' almost made Feng Xinglang seethe with anger.
"Cong Gang, if you f * cking dare to drive a wedge between me and Nuo Nuo, I won't let you off!"
Cong Gang turned around and glanced at Feng Xinglang, who was struggling with brute force. He gritted his teeth and said, "Your son is much more loyal than you! You are a shameless scoundrel and bastard! Throw it out! "
Fourth Brother Yan Nawa wasn't Wei Kang. He was just that straightforward. Boss told him to throw Feng Xinglang out, so he really threw Feng Xinglang out of the villa.
He didn't know how to read people's expressions or follow orders symbolically!
Feng Xinglang sat on the ground the way Yannawa had thrown him. Then, he lit a cigarette and slowly puffed out the smoke.
The handsome face behind the lingering smoke was clear and solemn!
Yannawa couldn't read what Feng Xinglang, who was sitting on the lawn, was thinking, but judging from Feng Xinglang's expression, he should have calmed down.
About three minutes later, about the time it took to smoke a cigarette, Yannawa walked into Cong Gang's bedroom again.
"Boss, Feng Xinglang said he has calmed down and wants to have a heart-to-heart talk with you!"
Yannawa was just that straightforward and one-track minded. Whatever Feng Xinglang said, he would report.
Cong Gang's eyelids twitched and he said calmly, "En, let him in!"
Even the battered and exhausted Feng Xinglang had his own unique charisma. Even though he was wearing a suit stained with grass, he was still tall and handsome.
"Fourth Brother, you go out first. I have state secrets to discuss with your boss! "
From the way Yannawa threw him just now, it could be seen that his emotional intelligence was really average. Thus, Feng Xinglang casually found an excuse to send him away.
"No! Second Brother said that I must stay by Boss's side at all times! To prevent Feng Xinglang, you treacherous bastard! "
These were indeed Wei Kang's original words. It was just that Yannawa said it so bluntly. No matter how one listened, it was asking for a beating.
"Which Second Brother? The one in your pants? Hurry up and get out! "
Under Feng Xinglang's urging, Yannawa only turned and left after he received his boss's signal.
The bedroom became quiet again. It was so quiet that one could hear Feng Xinglang's slightly heavy breathing.
Feng Xinglang walked over and sat beside the bed, looking at Cong Gang quietly.
Feeling Feng Xinglang's gaze on him, Cong Gang lowered his eyes slightly and turned his head to the side.
"Where are you hurt? It should be quite serious, right? Otherwise, someone as prideful as you wouldn't always be lying on the bed like this! "
This voice of concern was especially heartwarming. Coupled with his concerned action, Feng Xinglang reached out to lift the air-conditioning blanket on Cong Gang's body.
But Cong Gang nimbly grabbed his wrist!
"Say it! Don't touch me! "
It was obvious that Cong Gang was worried that Feng Xinglang would act recklessly. Moreover, he would act recklessly regardless of the occasion. He couldn't move freely, so it was still a little strenuous for him to resist the rude and shameless Feng Xinglang.
"I thank you on behalf of my Nono for your great kindness! I have nothing to repay you with, but a cheque of ten million is a token of my sincerity! "
Feng Xinglang took out the cheque that he had already prepared last night from his pocket and handed it to Cong Gang.
Cong Gang didn't even glance at it. He only responded faintly, "Then I'll owe you first!"
"Owe? What do you mean? "
Feng Xinglang felt that Cong Gang's words seemed to have a hidden meaning.
"When your son can get rid of your father's pestering and pampering, it won't be too late to return the favor!"
Cong Gang said it clearly, but in Feng Xinglang's ears, every word was like a pit.
"Cong Gang, do you want my son to bear the debt of your favor for the rest of his life?"
Feng Xinglang couldn't continue to calm down. "You'd better stop before you go too far! Don't go too far! "
"It's only right and proper to repay a debt owed! If you pamper your son and don't care about giving and repaying, that's your own business! What your son owes me, he must return to me! I have no obligation to do these things for him for free! "
Cong Gang's original intention was to educate Lin Nuo through this matter. Now it seemed that he had even educated the little fellow's father!
Feng Xinglang was silent. He quietly stared at Cong Gang's resolute and slightly restrained and unnatural face.
After a long time, Feng Xinglang asked gently, "Then how do you want my son to return it? Mop the floor for you? Do the laundry and cook? Pour the tea and fold the blankets? "
"Then in your opinion: How should I order your son around?" Cong Gang asked in a calm voice.
"I know you've worked hard … and you're injured!"
As Feng Xinglang spoke, he began to take off his suit and then rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.
Cong Gang subconsciously tightened his grip on the air-conditioning blanket covering his body. "What do you want to do?"
"The father pays the son's debt! My son is still a minor child. The favor he owes you, I'll return it for him! "
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