Feng Xinglang did not say anything. He picked up Xing Shiwu and walked straight to the underground parking lot.
He just wanted his son Lin Nuo to know that his father was angry! He was really angry!
"Ah Lang … Ah Lang … Have some dinner before you leave! Ah Lang … "
He Tun's voice could not stop Feng Xinglang from leaving.
"Bastard Feng Xinglang, it's fine if you don't love your own son, but your own son doesn't want to like you! Just treat the imposter as your own son! "
The little guy did not understand why his father Feng Xinglang would leave him and leave without saying a word!
When the little guy heard the engine sound of his father leaving, he could not hold on for more than a minute and burst into tears.
He was really wronged. Not only was he abandoned by his mommy, but now he was also abandoned by his own father who loved him the most!
"Why are you crying? Good boy, don't cry! When you cry like this, foster father's heart is about to be broken by your crying! "
He Tun could only hold the little guy with one arm, so he had no other arm to wipe his tears. Looking at the little guy's crystal clear tears, He Tun was really distressed.
"Old Ba, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and get a towel to wipe Xing Shiwu's face! "
He Tun, who could not wipe the little guy's tears, could only yell at Xing Ba who was in a daze.
Although Xing Ba also felt that the little guy was too spoiled, the little guy's superior identity was there, and everyone had to spoil him! Moreover, the little guy was only a seven-year-old child.
"Come on, Brother Ba! If you cry any more, this shallow bay will be flooded! Brother Ba has to prepare a boat later! "
Xing Ba hurriedly took the crying little guy from his foster father He Tun's arms and coaxed him humorously.
"Old Ba, you are so annoying!"
The little guy half lay on Xing Ba's shoulder, sobbing with all kinds of grievances.
In the speeding Lexus, Xing Shiwu quietly looked at Feng Xinglang who had a cold face.
Feng Xinglang did not speak, and he did not say a word either. Both of them just kept silent.
After driving for two kilometers, Feng Xinglang calmed down. "Shiwu, don't be angry with Brother Nuonuo. He is spoiled by everyone!"
"I won't be angry!"
Xing Shiwu quickly replied and then said in a low voice, "Brother Nuo Nuo loves you very much! You love him too! "
"Yes! He was separated from me for five years … He was taken away by Hetun when he was still in his mommy's belly! That's why I dote on him! "
Feng Xinglang sighed softly. "However, from the looks of it now, this pampering has undoubtedly had the opposite effect!"
"You just want to protect him!" Xing Shiwu understood.
"You're still the sensible one …"
Feng Xinglang smiled and reached out to stroke the little fellow's head. "If my son was half as sensible as you, I wouldn't have to worry about him!"
"Actually, I think Brother Nono is quite good like this! He will grow up. "Xing Shiwu also seemed to be more cheerful.
Perhaps Xing Shiwu did not know that Feng Xinglang's words were mostly just to comfort him.
Regardless of whether it was the naughty Feng Linnuo or the mischievous Feng Linnuo, Feng Xinglang would accept and love them all!
Because that was his, Feng Xinglang's, biological child!
Perhaps Feng Xinglang liked the sensible Xing Shiwu, but it couldn't be said to be love.
There was still an essential difference between liking and loving!
In fact, when his son was messing around with him, Feng Xinglang wanted to bring the little fellow back to the Feng family.
Since Ceresto had not yet come to Shen City, and a group of people had just attacked their family, this interval should be safe.
However, his son's rudeness later completely dispelled this idea. Firstly, he wanted to frustrate his son's hostility. Secondly, he still did not want his son to take risks with him.
Second Mrs. Feng was waiting in the living room.
"Go and call mommy."
Feng Xinglang let go of Xing Shiwu's little hand.
"Mommy."
Xing Shiwu took a step forward and murmured shyly. It could be seen that he was not close to Second Mrs. Feng.
Second Mrs. Feng glared at the little fellow and then looked at Feng Xinglang, who was deliberately doing this. She did not say anything, nor did she agree.
"Shiwu, you sleep with your mommy tonight. Daddy has to deal with the company's affairs. "
Xing Shiwu looked back at Second Mrs. Feng. "I can sleep alone."
Dinner was still sumptuous. However, it was extremely quiet and depressed. Especially when it was only the sound of dishes colliding.
"Cong Gang … Is there any news from Song Tai?"
Knowing that the woman did not like the name 'Cong Gang', Feng Xinglang changed it to suit her preference.
"You named him Cong Gang, didn't you?!" The woman looked at Feng Xinglang, waiting for him to continue.
Feng Xinglang was thinking about how to answer the woman's question when the woman rebuked him again.
"How could you give Song Tai such a vulgar name?!"
"…" Wasn't it just a random name? Was there a need to be so serious about it? What else could it be!
"Well, there is a saying in China that the simpler and more vulgar the name, the easier it is to raise a man! And he is also very lucky! "
Feng Xinglang's quick thinking was not something that ordinary people could catch up with.
"So you gave Song Tai such a vulgar name as' Cong Gang '?" The woman repeated.
"Yes … But if you don't like it, you can still call him Song Tai!" Feng Xinglang agreed with the woman's idea.
But the woman was silent. No one knew what she was thinking.
"Is there any news from Song Tai about Ceresto?"
Feng Xinglang asked again.
"You should call him Cong Gang! He should like the name Cong Gang! "
The woman sighed slightly and did not answer the question.
She did not want to say anything else. He felt that he could not get any information from this woman who was neurotic from time to time.
If Cong Gang really had any urgent news, he could contact him directly.
…
In the next three days, Feng Xinglang did not go to Shallow Water Bay to see his son, Feng Linnuo.
The little guy seemed to be stubborn with him. He did not call him for three days!
And in these three days, Feng Xinglang did not receive a call from his wife, Lin Xueluo. Feng Xinglang trusted Cong Gang. The place he personally arranged should be able to ensure his wife's safety. Thinking of the little life in his wife's belly, Feng Xinglang could not let it go!
He heard from his wife that she was not in Qibei Mountain City. Instead, she was in a place with tourists and was suitable for growing flowers and plants.
Had his wife been sent out of Shen City by Cong Gang? It was highly possible!
It was good that she was not in Shen City. He did not have to worry about both sides! But now, wasn't he also worried about both sides?!
What Feng Xinglang could not stand these days was that his wife did not call him every day to tell him that she was safe!
She must be controlled by Cong Gang!
Feng Xinglang, who was not in the mood to sleep, got up and walked out of the children's room, ready to go to Qibei Mountain City to find Cong Gang.
But he did not expect that his way was blocked by Mrs. Feng.
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