It was late at night.
Feng Xinglang gazed tenderly at his wife and son, who were hugging each other as they slept soundly on the bed.
Perhaps it was because he had been away from mommy for four to five days, but the little guy was especially clingy to mommy's arms.
Although he was tired, Feng Xinglang did not feel sleepy at all.
After tucking in the silk blanket for his wife and child, Feng Xinglang stood up and walked out of the bedroom.
From the villa next door, Feng Xinglang called out to Ong, who was about to rest.
"Guard the main villa's living room! I'm going to North Qi Mountain City. "
"Now?" Ong looked at the time. "It's almost midnight."
"Where has your master been recently?" Feng Xinglang asked indifferently.
If there really was a black-clothed man, based on his words and actions, the first person Feng Xinglang would think of was Cong Gang, who was deliberately mystifying things.
"He went to observe mourning for Xing Er. Didn't I tell you before? "
Bassoon had no idea where his master, Cong Gang, had gone. Cong Gang had always been elusive, so it would be strange if a third-rate pawn like him found out. Thus, when Cong Gang said that he had gone to observe mourning for Xing Er, Ong believed him.
"Is he so filial? I really couldn't tell! "
Feng Xinglang gave Bassoon a few more instructions before he turned around and left.
Deep in the night, the mountain path was so quiet that it made people feel suffocated. Occasionally, the cries of birds and beasts could be heard, sending chills down one's spine.
The entire retro villa, which was newly built but seemed to be deliberately old, looked even more ferocious and strange in the middle of the night.
Shrouded in the dark night, it was pitch-black and silent.
Lin Sanjiu was not sure if Cong Gang was in the villa, but that was not important. What was important was to let Cong Gang know that he had been there.
Feng Xinglang lit a cigarette. The scarlet flame was especially eye-catching in the middle of the night.
Then, there were a few light coughs from choking on the smoke!
Even after Feng Xinglang, who was leaning against the car, finished smoking a cigarette, the retro villa was still lifeless.
Come to think of it, Cong Gang really wasn't here!
Feng Xinglang raised his head and glanced at the retro villa before he got into the Lexus and prepared to leave.
It was not easy to renovate this villa on the mountainside. She didn't know how Cong Gang completed those complicated procedures and documents. He felt that Cong Gang was not as incompetent as he had imagined.
Of course, this' low ability 'was referring to Cong Gang's low ability in dealing with people! In other aspects, he was quite good at mystifying things!
Were they ordered to tease him? It seemed that this mysterious fellow was not Cong Gang himself!
But why would Cong Gang's men appear in Rouen? Could it be that it was tailing him? Or did he follow his son, Yan Bang, and the others earlier than that?
But what was his goal? It couldn't be that he had kidnapped his son just to deliver a message to Feng Xinglang, right?
But Feng Xinglang had been back in Shen Cheng for more than ten hours, and he didn't feel any hidden danger around him!
Could it be that he was too neurotic?
How could he believe a casual sentence from someone else? Moreover, he had been paranoid about it all this time!
Or perhaps, someone was simply teasing her? Maintain vigilance at all times?
That bastard, if he really wanted to tease me, then he must be really bored to death!
With anger, the Lexus roared all the way down the winding mountain road!
…
Feng Xinglang, who had slept late last night, woke up early today.
When Feng Xinglang left the Feng family, Xue Luo and his son were still sound asleep. Although he wanted to have two women on each side, the work at GK had piled up for days.
In Nina's words, she was just a small employee, but she had the heart of a big CEO!
Feng Xinglang was still sleepy when he left, so he asked his driver, Xiao Hu, to drive. He could continue to take a nap in the car.
Less than half an hour after Feng Xinglang left, two domineering anti-riot cars stopped in front of the Feng family's villa.
Two people got out of the cars: one was a young man in his early twenties, and the other was a burly man who had lost an arm.
"15 … 15!"
That deep and resounding shout shook the entire villa.
He Tun shouted as he strode toward the living room.
Feng Xinglang had just arrived at GK Ventures when he received a call from Bassoon.
"A barbarian wants to see your son. Are you going to let him in?"
"Barbarian? Who? "Feng Xinglang asked sternly.
"Your biological father!"
Ong purposely beat around the bush to make himself look like he deserved a beating.
"He Tun? Why is he in Shen City? Is he alone? "
"He's definitely not alone! There are two anti-riot cars … and at least five or six people! "
Bassoon couldn't see clearly what was going on in the anti-riot cars, so he could only guess. "CEO Feng, are you going to let him in or not?"
"No! Drive them away! "
After throwing down these harsh words, Feng Xinglang hung up the phone.
"…" Bassoon stood rooted to the ground.
Drive them away? That was easy for him to say. Could he blow away all the people in River Village by himself?
Most importantly, he couldn't!
"15 … 15 … Godfather is here to see you!"
However, He Tun only glanced at Bassoon in disdain. He didn't even have the slightest intention of stopping his footsteps. He looked as if he was here to see his grandson and Bassoon didn't dare to stop him.
"It seems to be my godfather …"
The sleepy little guy was actually woken up by Shiliu's barking.
Xue Luo also heard that it was really He Tun's voice. Why did he come to Shen City so early in the morning?
"Godfather … godfather …"
The little guy jumped up wearing his pajamas and ran down the stairs barefooted.
"Shiliu …"
The barefooted little guy was carried by He Tun with one arm, rubbing and kissing him.
"Little thing, you missed godfather to death …"
He Tun whispered dotingly, "In order to come back alive to see you little thing, godfather fought his way out …"
There were some fresh wounds on He Tun's body. He should have bathed and changed his clothes, so he looked fine.
"That's a must! Who asked Shiliu to be godfather's most beloved son and also his most beloved grandson! "
The little fellow hugged He Tun's neck tightly, showing off in all kinds of ways, enjoying the endless love!
Xue Luo who was about to go down the stairs felt that it wasn't suitable for her to see He Tun in her pajamas, so she went back to her room to change into a set of home clothes.
When Xue Luo went down the stairs, she saw her son Lin Nuo in He Tun's embrace. The two of them were intimately touching each other.
"Dad, you're here …"
Xue Luo's mouth is really sweet. Hearing the word 'Dad', He Tun felt especially comfortable.
"Xue Luo, how are you and Ahlang recently?" He Tun asked.
"We're both doing well. Xing Lang should have gone to work, do you want to call him to come back? "
"No need! I'll bring Shiliu out to play for a day, tomorrow I'll send him back! "
"… …"
Ah? Bringing the little thing out to play again? Does this child still want to go to school?!
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