Feng Xinglang understood this logic very well!
Only Cong Gang's words could comfort his son who was almost possessed.
"Big caterpillar, are your injuries better?" the little guy asked uneasily.
"Much better!"
"It's all my bastard father's fault. He locked me up and refused to let me take care of you … Big caterpillar, I'm really sorry. I promised to take care of you, but I didn't do it!"
The little guy sniffed, and his voice was tinged with tears. "Big caterpillar, you must be very disappointed in me, right?"
"…" Before Cong Gang had time to speak, his mouth was covered by Feng Xinglang.
Then, Feng Xinglang hinted by mouthing, "Say that you appreciate my kindness … Let him study hard!"
Of course, Cong Gang wasn't happy to be manipulated like a puppet on a string. Thus, he simply shut his mouth and allowed Feng Xinglang to order him around with his mouth.
"Big caterpillar … Big caterpillar … Why aren't you talking?"
The little guy's eager question came from the phone.
If Cong Gang did not answer, it was very likely that he would be exposed. But he kept a straight face and refused to speak again, which was really annoying.
"Nuo Nuo, I'm going to help Big caterpillar to the bathroom … I'll call you later!"
"Don't touch Big caterpillar! He still has injuries on his body! He can't walk with his left leg … Dad, can you get Big caterpillar a mineral water bottle? Then Big caterpillar won't get up! "
"…"
"… Okay, okay, okay. Dad will get it for him. I'll call you later!"
Feng Xinglang hurriedly hung up the phone. Then, he glared at Cong Gang, breathing heavily through his nose.
"You don't want to cooperate?"
Cong Gang kept silent.
Feng Xinglang softened his tone. "Cong Gang, if you have any prejudice or dissatisfaction with me, let's talk about it later! Okay? "
Cong Gang was still silent. He simply closed his eyes and allowed Feng Xinglang to continue blabbering in his ears.
"Cong Gang, Nuo Nuo and I are very grateful for your hard work and dedication! As for what your purpose is or what you want to achieve, you can get it from me! But now, please, and also please, comfort my child for me … Don't let him be trapped in the debt of an adult's favor at such a young age! "
After a slight pause, Feng Xing Lang let out a breath of turbid air. "Nuo Nuo is still a child. Please let him go!"
When these emotional words came out of Feng Xinglang's mouth, and he even said it in such a humble manner, Cong Gang had no reason to refuse.
Suddenly, Cong Gang felt that his behavior was ridiculous. What right did he have to educate other people's children?
The little thing had so many people doting on him and loving him. What he lacked the least was the care and concern of others!
What am I doing? Enemies? Evil man?
In short, in Feng Xinglang's heart, he had never been a good person. It would only be a disobedient dog!
"Alright, I'll let him go! But don't do it again! "
Cong Gang heaved a sigh of relief. "Take care of your child. Don't let him trouble me for no reason! With me here, you and your son will never get a free lunch! Since I've made a sacrifice, I must ask for an equivalent return! "
Whether or not he meant what he said was no longer important. What was important was that Feng Xinglang could actually hear the solemnity in Cong Gang's words.
The call went through again.
The little fellow picked up almost instantly. It seemed that he had been guarding his phone, waiting for his biological father to call again.
"Biological father, is the big caterpillar done in the bathroom?"
"Feng Linnuo, it's me. Cong Gang. "
"Big caterpillar … Are you okay?" The little fellow seemed to feel that Cong Gang's tone was particularly serious.
"From today onwards, you don't have to come here anymore! Wei Kang is back. He will take good care of me. Listen to your biological father and go to school obediently! Don't do things that are beyond a child's ability! You can't save everyone! In the future, when you ask someone to do something for you, think twice before you act! If you owe someone a favor, you have to return it eventually! If you have the ability, then do it yourself. If you don't have the ability, then learn to give up! Giving up is a kind of spirit; receiving is a kind of understanding. Giving up is also a kind of wisdom! "
Cong Gang's words seemed to be said to Feng Xinglang. Because Lin Nuo, who was only seven years old, would definitely not understand these words.
On the contrary, Feng Xinglang happened to be a person who did not know how to give up!
Or rather, Feng Xinglang was greedy. So greedy that he wanted to hold everything in his own hands!
Of course, it could also be said that Feng Xinglang was a kind of sentimental and righteous person! Whether it was good or bad, he must have a definition in his heart!
"…" The little fellow seemed to be stunned and did not make a sound. He probably did not know how to respond to Cong Gang's words which had a profound meaning.
"Nuo Nuo, go to school properly. The big caterpillar needs to rest! I'm hanging up! "
Without waiting for the little fellow to reply, Cong Gang hung up the phone. Then, he threw the phone on the edge of the bed.
"Your goal has been achieved. You can leave now!"
Cong Gang turned his body sideways and closed his eyes to rest. He no longer paid attention to Feng Xinglang, as if he wanted to close his world again.
All of a sudden, Feng Xinglang, who had his wish fulfilled, did not know how to comfort the depressed Cong Gang.
Thus, like a father comforting a child who was throwing a tantrum, he leaned over and kissed Cong Gang's cheek.
"Good afternoon! Rest well and recuperate! I'll come and see you another day! "
When Feng Xinglang took the phone and walked out of the bedroom, he found that the shirt on his left shoulder had been dyed red with blood.
The bright red blood was, of course, not Feng Xinglang's, but Cong Gang's, whose left shoulder was injured. The struggle just now caused Cong Gang's shoulder to be injured for the second time.
Feng Xinglang stopped and turned to walk to the bedroom on the second floor. However, he was blocked by Yannawa, who was at the staircase.
"My boss is already resting! He does not want any disturbance! You can go back! "
Feng Xinglang nodded helplessly. "Take good care of your master … his injury is not light."
"I will! You can go back! "
Yannawa once again ordered him to leave. From his firm tone, this should also be Cong Gang's intention: he did not want to see Feng Xinglang again!
Did he win?
Why did it feel like he had an unfair advantage?
In fact, it was not like this every time: Cong Gang would never gain any benefits from him, Feng Xinglang. In the end, the one who would be injured would only be him, Cong Gang! Even if he sacrificed his own life, the result would be the same!
The inexplicable pain in his heart made Feng Xinglang a little irritated. He leaned against the car, smoking one cigarette after another.
Half an hour later, when Feng Xinglang finished his last cigarette, he drove the car down the mountain, whistling all the way.
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