Chapter 1540
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Feng Xinglang originally wanted to go to Repulse Bay to see his son, Lin Nuo, but it was very late at night, and it was really inconvenient to disturb his son's sleep.
However, the wife he loved was far away from home. This really made Feng Xinglang hate women. And the child in the woman's belly.
In such a situation, it was really like breaking up the family!
The restless Feng Xinglang wanted to go to Qi Bei Mountain City to discuss the next step with Cong Gang. However, he thought of something and rushed back to the Feng family.
Butler Mo slept on the sofa in the living room of the Feng family. He had been guarding the Feng family for the two young masters of the Feng family.
"Second young master, you're back? Are you hurt? "Housekeeper Mo immediately got up to greet him.
"I'm fine." Feng Xinglang replied in a low voice. "Old Mo, go back to your room and sleep."
"I'll heat up a glass of milk for you. Drink it and warm yourself up before going upstairs to rest."
As he spoke, Housekeeper Mo had already walked towards the kitchen.
Feng Xinglang watched Housekeeper Mo's back as he entered the kitchen. Only then did Feng Xinglang's impatient expression slowly calm down. He had never been fighting alone. Old Mo would always be his spiritual pillar. In the Feng family's most difficult time, he didn't abandon the two brothers.
Feng Xinglang sat on the sofa and closed his eyes for a while. Housekeeper Mo brought him the warm milk and mango pie.
"Are my brother and Ran Ran and the others used to living in Bai Residence?"
Feng Xinglang asked as he drank his milk.
"They are all fine. When you left, Young Master called to greet you. He told you to be careful and not to be too hasty. "
Feng Xinglang sighed softly. "This brother of mine … I really don't know what he owed me in his previous life. He's always implicated by me and suffered together with me! If only he had listened to Feng Yishan and sent me to the orphanage … I wouldn't have to suffer so much! "
Feng Xinglang spoke purely from his feelings. An older brother who was not related to him by blood actually had such deep feelings for his illegitimate younger brother. How could Feng Xinglang not be moved! And Feng Lixin had never complained at all …
"Second Young Master, don't say that. You and Eldest Young Master are brothers who have deep feelings for each other, there's no distinction between you and him! Eldest Young Master treats you well, you treat Eldest Young Master too! The camaraderie between you two brothers warms my heart! "
Feng Xinglang placed his arm on Steward Mo's shoulder. "Old Mo, thank you for not abandoning us brothers all these years!"
"Second Young Master, what are you talking about? It's my honor to help you two brothers with some errands. "
Feng Xinglang leaned against Housekeeper Mo for a while, then finished the glass of milk and went upstairs.
There was a wall-lamp in the children's room. It should have lit up after Feng Xinglang returned.
"Fifteen? You haven't slept yet? "
"Daddy …" The little guy murmured.
"Why aren't you sleeping on the bed?"
Feng Xinglang looked at Xing Shiwu, who was sleeping on the sofa.
"I've asked the butler. He said that you've been sleeping in your son's room for the past few days."
He was such a sensible child that it made one's heart ache. He didn't know where Hetun got these orphaned children from.
"Sleep on the bed with Daddy!"
Feng Xinglang walked over and picked up the thin and weak Xing Shiwu from the sofa.
"Daddy doesn't want to wash … You don't think daddy stinks, do you?"
Xing Shiwu was half held in Feng Xinglang's arms. He shook his head shyly. "No."
If it was his little brat, he would have pinched his nose and covered his mouth in disgust. He might even run to Mommy to complain.
But no matter how well-behaved other children were, they couldn't compare to his naughty and mischievous little thing!
He always thought of his wife and child so inadvertently!
…
At the breakfast table, Mrs. Feng's appetite was much better than yesterday.
"Yesterday … Are you alright? Did you bump into anything? "
Feng Xinglang began his questioning in a caring manner.
"What could happen to me?" Mrs. Feng snorted. "I'm not that delicate!"
She paused and put down the fork in her hand. "It's just that I worked for nothing. It makes me feel a little unhappy!"
Indeed, it was a waste of effort! It seemed that she wanted to end it quickly. Obviously, she was not a person of mediocrity and could not enjoy the life of a wealthy family's wife. She felt that such days were harder to endure than in prison.
"It happened so suddenly … I didn't expect it either."
Feng Xinglang comforted her and asked tentatively, "By the way, Cong Gang … Does he have any plans?"
"Cong Gang again? Why do you call him that? Did he give you this name? "
It seemed that the woman was repulsed by the name 'Cong Gang'.
"…"
Of course, Feng Xinglang would not ask for a rebuff and say that he gave Cong Gang this name! At that time, he just said it casually and did not waste too many brain cells.
"Didn't Song Tai inform you of the next step?"
Feng Xinglang immediately changed his words. He was really not interested in arguing with a woman about a name. It was Cong Gang's fortune that he could give Cong Gang this name. How could he be so picky?!
"No! Because Ceresto hasn't come to Shen City yet! You should be able to deal with those small soldiers by yourself! He doesn't need to do it himself! He doesn't deserve to do it himself! "
"…" It seemed that this woman was even colder and more arrogant than Cong Gang!
Was Cong Gang's identity very noble? Wasn't he just a dog that he picked up?!
Feng Xinglang did not want to argue with the woman. Beauty was in the eye of the beholder. Even if she praised Cong Gang to the sky, Cong Gang was just a high-level bodyguard of Feng Xinglang.
"Oh right, after this, can you help me persuade Ah Tai?"
The woman looked at Feng Xinglang and asked expectantly.
"Persuade him about what?"
Feng Xinglang asked.
"Persuade him to get married soon!"
The woman's tone instantly became much softer.
Get married? Cong Gang?
"Well, okay! It's time for him to get married! "
Feng Xinglang answered quite casually. "These days of fighting and killing are too barbaric and too bloody!"
The woman kept staring at Feng Xinglang. And from Feng Xinglang's face, she read what she wanted. So she slightly raised the corner of her mouth. She should be satisfied with Feng Xinglang's answer.
When Feng Xinglang raised his eyes, he happened to meet the woman's overly sharp gaze.
"You … Don't tell me … You like me? Don't make it real! Don't bully your friend's wife … "
To say that Feng Xinglang was narcissistic was more or less a little bit, but more than that, he just wanted to make the woman work for him.
The woman rolled her eyes at him with a profound look.
"You think too much! I've said: I'm not interested in superficial and useless men! "
To be honest, Feng Xinglang was quite dissatisfied with the woman's evaluation.
She said that he was superficial, but she was blind! She couldn't see anything more profound about him!
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