A person's life is always accompanied by all kinds of parting.
As for little friend Lin Nuo's departure, it was surrounded by layers upon layers of doting.
After Xing Ba hugged him, Xing Shier hugged him too. Then He Tun kissed him for a long time … until the little guy was annoyed and pushed him away.
The little guy struggled to get off the ground, but he ran straight to Xing Shier.
Because he had to raise his head to look at Xing Shier, who was much taller than him, the little guy was a little angry.
"Shier, my eighth and twelfth brother are injured. You have to take care of my foster father, do you understand?"
The way this little thing gave orders was really similar to Hetun.
It was a little embarrassing to be ordered to do something by a little brat, but Xing Shiqi still nodded.
"Foster father, you have to take care of yourself. Shier will come to see you as soon as she has a long holiday. "
"Yes, foster father will listen to Shier!"
He Tun squatted down and cupped the back of the little guy's head, pulling him forward and snuggling with him.
Three minutes later, He Tun let go of the little guy.
"Ah Lang, take good care of Shier. Let the family live a good life."
Feng Xinglang faintly raised the corner of his mouth, answering He Tun's words. Feeling that He Tun was going to hug him, Feng Xinglang was one step faster and held his son Nuo Nuo in his arms, thus indirectly stopping He Tun's overly emotional behavior.
Xing Shier and a stranger were escorting Feng Xinglang's family back to Shen City.
This stranger was much older than Xing Shier, around 30 years old. He was very strong, like a gypsy. His eyes were big, long, and very bright, occupying most of the upper half of his face. His nose bridge was extra long, and his mouth was a little wide. His expression was calm and mysterious, with a slight sense of indifference.
He shouldn't be He Tun's foster son, because he was ordered by Xing Shier.
The past ten or so hours were quite comfortable.
After sleeping for a short while, little friend Lin Nuo called Xing Shisi 'Uncle' left and right after he woke up. That was a kind of small joy of regaining something that he had lost.
When they were in Pater Castle, Xue Luo didn't have a chance to talk to Xing Shier in detail. At this moment, she was asking about his well-being.
Feng Xinglang squinted slightly as he reclined on the comfortable chair. Xing Er's last words lingered in his mind.
By keeping Cong Gang by his side, would he be able to ensure the safety of his family for the rest of their lives?
Wasn't this too fantastical? He had the ability to praise Cong Gang to the skies!
Feng Xinglang habitually tapped his fingers on the armrest. He was probably trying to figure out Xing Er's motive for saying this.
Was he thinking for Feng Xinglang?
Or was he thinking of Cong Gang?
In other words, Xing Er's motive was to find a good subordinate for Feng Xinglang, or to find a good partner for Cong Gang?
If it was just a capable helper, then He Tun had a lot of them! Just pick any one of them and give them some pointers, and they would be completely competent!
Could it be that Xing Er was more inclined to find a good home for Cong Gang?
There were plenty of people who were richer and more powerful than Feng Xinglang!
However, there was one thing that Feng Xinglang was sure of. No matter what Xing Er's motive was, he had good intentions!
He turned his head and glanced at Xing Shisi, who was chatting happily with his woman … Feng Xinglang decided to drop the question he wanted to ask.
With Xing Shisi's qualifications, he shouldn't know too much about Cong Gang's past! It would be a waste of time to ask.
However, from the looks of it, his woman quite liked Xing Shisi, her cousin.
Feng Xinglang knew his woman well. Other than her husband and son, she also wanted to have a younger brother or a relative to care for.
It was also a form of emotional sustenance.
The key was that Xing Shisi was willing to risk his life to save his woman!
Feng Tuantuan, who came to pick them up, was as happy as a butterfly fluttering in the wind.
"Uncle … Uncle … Tuantuan missed you so much! I missed you so much! "
The little cutie ran over and threw herself into Feng Xinglang's open arms, acting coquettishly and kissing him.
"Big Brother, Ranran, I made you wait for a long time, right?"
Seeing Feng Lixin and Mo Ranran, who came to pick them up, Xue Luo's heart warmed.
"We didn't wait long, we just arrived!"
Feng Lixin's gaze fell on Lin Nuo, who was in Xing Shisi's arms. "Little Nuo, come and let Uncle weigh you."
"Uncle, I'm already very heavy, you have to take it easy!"
The little guy leaned over and gave Feng Lixin a big hug.
…
After sending his wife and child back to the Feng family, Feng Xinglang didn't rest. He directly asked Bassoon to drive to GK Ventures.
Jin Kedu was at a critical stage of financing, so Feng Xinglang was naturally worried. This would directly affect the future expansion of the business.
On the last day of the long holiday, there weren't many employees in the office.
Nina should be here. Because before Feng Xinglang boarded the plane, he had called her.
As soon as he entered the CEO's office, Feng Xinglang was hugged by a strong and muscular thing.
The tiredness of the journey made Feng Xinglang too lazy to resist. He just let this thing hug him tightly.
The hug was very tight, and the arms around him were quite strong. However, there weren't any excessive movements. It could be seen as a ceremonial hug.
After a long time, the hug finally loosened.
"There's nothing else?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly.
"There is … I'm just afraid that you won't be happy!" Yan Bang licked his face and snorted.
Seeing that Yan Bang was still sensible, Feng Xinglang only gave him a supercilious look and walked towards his large office chair.
"I asked you to help Nina with the bridge loan. Have you received the funds yet?" Feng Xinglang asked anxiously.
"The procedures are a little complicated! Those d * mned things from Fu Yin only know how to add flowers to brocade! "
Yan Bang sat on Feng Xinglang's desk and looked down at Feng Xinglang, who he hadn't seen for a week. It was as if he wanted to imprint Feng Xinglang into the bottom of his eyes.
"I still have some spare money. You can use it!"
Yan Bang had always been generous to Feng Xinglang. In his words, what was Yan Bang's was Feng Xinglang's.
"You should save that little bit of money to buy milk powder for your Yan Wuchang!" Feng Xinglang snorted.
"Don't look down on me …"
Yan Bang leaned over and leaned closer to Feng Xinglang's slightly tired handsome face. "How did you lose weight? Did you miss me? "
Feng Xinglang rolled his eyes at Yan Bang and said coldly, "Yan Bang, your death is coming soon! You won't be arrogant for long! "
"Then how do you want me to die? Die horizontally? Or die vertically? "Yan Bang asked with a smile.
"How did you know that I would come to the company at this time?"
Feng Xinglang looked around. "Nina told you?"
"I didn't do anything the whole day. I was just waiting for Second Master to arrive!" Yan Bang didn't hide anything.
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