Feng Xinglang cooperatively kept his mouth shut.
If he had to scheme against his own child over such a small matter, it would be too unbecoming of him as a father! It would also be an unfair victory!
Feng Xinglang was still very confident: Cong Gang would not choose that gaudy and vulgar butterfly orchid; instead, he would choose the black orchid that he chose for him.
Cong Gang liked orchids, and he even raised so many of them. He should have some basic taste!
In Feng Xinglang's view, the so-called taste of orchids should be: Don't go with the flow and like those gaudy and vulgar orchids, but like the low-key and meaningful ones that he chose. Only then could it be considered as having taste!
"Big caterpillar, which flower do you like more?"
The little fellow covered his father's mouth tightly while asking Cong Gang again.
Looking at the Feng father and son who were intimately entangled together, a faint smile flashed across Cong Gang's eyes.
"I like that pot of butterfly orchid more!"
Cong Gang almost blurted out. He didn't even spend a second to figure out someone's meaning.
"Oh … oh! I won … I won! "
The little fellow let go of his father Feng Xinglang's mouth and jumped up and down like a happy puppy. "Hahahaha … I won! Big caterpillar, you're great! I'm great too! "
The little fellow was really overjoyed.
It had been a long time since Feng Xinglang saw his son shout so loudly and unscrupulously like this!
To be able to make the little fellow so happy, even if he lost, it was worth it!
A seven-year-old child's most sincere and purest joy and smile infected Feng Xinglang and Cong Gang.
"Big caterpillar, I love you so much!"
Little Lin Nuo hugged Cong Gang's neck and madly kissed him several times.
"Too much!"
Unable to see his own son being more affectionate with others, Feng Xinglang hurriedly pulled back the little fellow who was tightly wrapped around Cong Gang's neck.
"Big caterpillar, guess again. Which pot of flowers did I choose? Which flower was chosen by my biological father? I went to the flower, bird, insect and fish market with my biological father early in the morning to choose flowers for you, big caterpillar! "
The little fellow was still immersed in his joy and excitedly asked Cong Gang, who was a little dazed from being kissed.
Cong Gang was not used to being treated so warmly by others. He was already used to his world being cold and unfeeling.
The father and son really went to pick orchids for him?
A wisp of warmth inexplicably welled up in his heart, and Cong Gang seemed to be a little uneasy.
"Who chose that pot of Mo Lan? So tasteless … "
It was obvious that Cong Gang had done this on purpose. From the moment little friend Lin Nuo asked him which orchid he liked, he could already guess who made these two pots of orchid. A seven-year-old child would usually choose flowers based on their vision as the first factor of reference.
As for that pot of Mo Lan … Alright, it had to be said that this arrogant fellow's taste wasn't all that great. At the very least, his taste in choosing orchids was extremely poor! And this pot of Mo Lan was probably chosen randomly by him. He probably didn't know much about orchids.
"Hahahaha …"
The little fellow grinned from ear to ear. "Dear father, I told you that you have no taste! Hahahaha! "
Little Lin Nuo laughed out loud in satisfaction, echoing Cong Gang in mocking his own father.
"You said I have no taste? Mo Lan … Just from the name, you can tell that it's quite knowledgeable and meaningful! "
Feng Xinglang's eloquence was something that could be argued for.
Cong Gang quietly listened to Feng Xinglang's father and son's chatter. It was as if the air in the room had been warmed up by the two of them.
"Good son, we can go home now. We won't disturb the big caterpillar's rest anymore."
"Dear son, I don't want it! I still want to stay and have lunch with the big caterpillar! Dear father, if you have something to do, go back first. Come back to pick up your son at night! "
The little fellow kicked off his shoes and immediately climbed onto Cong Gang's bed. He rolled to the innermost corner.
"Nuo Nuo, quickly go back with your father. The big caterpillar also needs to rest. "
Cong Gang didn't miss this kind of warmth. He clearly knew that these things were illusory, and he didn't need them anyway.
"No … big caterpillar, today is Saturday, I don't need to go to school!"
The little fellow refused to leave the innermost corner. "Let me stay here to accompany you!"
His son's affection and loyalty made Feng Xinglang look at him in a different light. But from a selfish point of view, he didn't want his child to be troubled by these emotions.
"Alright then, dear father will come back to pick you up later! But don't disturb the big caterpillar, let him rest and recuperate. "
Feng Xinglang didn't insist on taking away his son who refused to leave. He felt that it was better to leave the little fellow here to accompany the lonely Cong Gang.
"Dear father is the best! Long live dear father! "
Seeing that his father, Feng Xinglang, had agreed, the little fellow hurriedly flattered him.
Feng Xinglang leaned over and kissed the little fellow. At the same time, he curled his finger and scratched Cong Gang's tall nose.
This was a small punishment for saying that he had no taste!
Cong Gang could only glare at Feng Xinglang angrily. What a petty and vengeful hypocrite!
…
Xue Luo, who was shopping with Mo Ranran and Tuantuan, received a call from Xia Yishu.
To be honest, when Xue Luo saw the name 'Xia Yishu' on her phone, she felt pity for her. Although Xia Yishu's motive wasn't pure, and she was suspected of seducing a married woman, she was the one who was punished in the end.
As a woman, Xue Luo really sympathized with Xia Yishu. She had been so aloof and arrogant since she was young, but reality was so cruel.
After that, her uncle and aunt never came to the Feng family to cause trouble. It was probably because of the video her husband, Feng Xinglang, showed her uncle.
But Xue Luo wasn't sure if her uncle and aunt told Xia Yishu the truth …
It was better not to know! The feeling of having one's dream torn apart was really cruel and terrible!
"Hey, Yishu …"
"Lin Xue Luo, let's meet up. I have something very important to tell you. "
"… Oh, okay."
Xue Luo didn't want to meet Xia Yishu, but she still agreed.
After saying goodbye to Mo Ranran and Feng Tuantuan, Xue Luo rushed to the coffee shop where she had agreed to meet Xia Yishu.
After not seeing her for a month or two, Xia Yishu had lost some weight, but she was still in good spirits. Especially her eyes, which were still filled with arrogance.
Even though Xue Luo was now the second wife of the Feng family, in Xia Yishu's eyes, she was still a pitiful person living under someone else's roof.
Xia Yishu wouldn't humiliate or bully Lin Xue Luo like Xia Yiqi did, but it didn't change the fact that she looked down on Lin Xue Luo's lowly status.
"Lin Xue Luo, Feng Xinglang and I already … already slept together!"
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