The father and son sat side by side on the child's bed, analyzing the possible candidates for this godfather.
Even cannon fodder like Fang Yiyan and Shen Liancheng were discussed by the father and son!
"Biological father, biological son thinks: Mommy can hand Brother Buggy over to this person, this person must be a man that makes Mommy feel very safe."
"What makes him feel very safe? That's what your mommy thinks! Can he feel more safe than me, your biological father? "
Feng Xinglang actually agreed with his son's words. He also knew that his wife was not a woman who made empty promises. Moreover, she would not use the safety of her and his child to spite him. But after the words left his mouth, they were not so pleasant to hear.
After all, in front of this husband, this biological father, to say that another man would feel more safe, wasn't that denying him as a husband and father?
But the little fellow was silent. He looked like he was seriously thinking about something.
"Nuonuo, do you think it could be … Xing Shier?"
The reason why he asked this was because Feng Xinglang had heard Xing Shier say more than once that he wanted to take Buggy as his godson.
"It can't be Twelfth! Shier has the heart but not the guts! "
Lin Nuo immediately denied his biological father Feng Xinglang's guess. "If my godfather knew about this, his skin would be peeled off!"
"Is it possible that it is a tacit agreement between Shier and your mommy?" Feng Xinglang continued to ask.
"Impossible! How can my mommy be coaxed so easily! Besides, with Twelfth's unreliable behavior, how could my mommy fall in love with him? "
Lin Nuo directly eliminated Xing Shier.
But Feng Xinglang kept the possibility that Xing Shier could be the godfather of his little son that his wife mentioned. After all, Xing Shier had such a motive.
"Then … is it possible that it could be that fellow Zuo Anyan?" Feng Xinglang continued to ask.
"That's even more impossible! That fellow surnamed Zuo is so lowly, how can he have any sense of security? Besides, isn't he still feeding the goats in that poor place! "
The little fellow felt that his biological father should be too anxious about Brother Buggy that was lost by mommy, that's why he included that loser Zuo Anyan.
"But biological father really can't think … who else in Shen Cheng would dare to pretend to be a big bad wolf and dare to be the godfather of my son!"
Yan Bang? It had been ruled out long ago. This was because his wife had personally witnessed Yan Bang holding a dagger to his neck.
It was definitely not Bai Mo's …
Suddenly, Lin Nuo turned his head, thoughtfully looking at his father, muttering to himself,
"Father, do you think Mommy left Brother Buggy in Qi Bei Shan City's Big Caterpillar's villa?"
The little fellow's question caused Feng Xinglang to involuntarily frown. Because he had thought the same way.
"… But your mommy can't open that door."
First of all, they had to open the door before they could enter the villa. It was impossible for a woman to leave her son alone outside.
"That door can't only be opened by the biological father!" The little fellow retorted.
"Do you mean to say that Cong Gang has come back to life?" Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly.
"Maybe it was Wei Kang and the rest who opened the door for Mommy and Buggy? Maybe the caterpillar is still alive? "
This was also what the little fellow had been looking forward to.
"Good son, you can really indulge in the wildest fantasies!"
Feng Xinglang caressed his son's little head and then stood up. "Biological father is going out for a while. Go to Mommy's room to sleep. It's best if you can help me find out the whereabouts of your Little Brother Buggy. If your mommy really refuses to say, don't make things difficult for her! "
"Biological father, are you going to Big Caterpillar's place? Even your biological son has to go! "
The little fellow immediately jumped up from the bed and hung onto his father's arm.
"Definitely not! Biological father is going to look for Little Brother Buggy, you have to be responsible for taking care of Mommy! Don't lose Mommy before Little Brother Buggy is found, then we will be very busy again! "
Not only busy, it would also be quite troublesome. The woman's arrogance seemed to have risen to another level.
Although the little fellow was a little unwilling, he still obediently stayed at home. After his biological father went downstairs, he immediately ran to Mommy's room.
But he saw that Mommy, who had lost her little brother Buggy, was sound asleep. She was not the slightest bit worried.
Seeing that Second Young Master, after working for a whole day, had to go out in the early hours of the morning to look for Second Young Master Feng, who was hidden by Second Madam in a fit of pique and refused to say his whereabouts, Butler Mo felt both heartache and anger.
Of course, the one who felt heartache was Second Young Master Feng Xinglang, and the one who was angry was Second Madam Lin Xueluo.
Back then, he was the one who went to the Xia family to pick up Second Madam. At that time, Second Madam was gentle, virtuous, kind and benevolent, always thinking of the big picture, even if she was wronged, she would only accept it. But now, what about Second Madam? She was so willful that there was not a trace of virtuous and virtuous figure in her.
But Second Young Master pampered and spoiled her more and more!
He really couldn't understand the relationship between these young people!
…
In the early hours of the morning, Qi Bei Shan City in the deep winter was not only strange, but also a trace of bone-chilling coldness.
Feng Xinglang sent Xing Shisi, who was guarding outside the Feng family, away and drove alone.
He knew that even Cong Gang, who had come back to life, would not like outsiders to step into his territory.
Occasionally, a beam of light similar to a searchlight flashed in the forest, making this cold night even more eerie.
Feng Xinglang did not believe in ghosts and gods, but at this moment, he was driving alone in this uninhabited place, and it was really quite creepy.
When he thought of his wife, who was so pretentious and willful that she would not open her mouth to tell him the whereabouts of his youngest son, Feng Xinglang felt all kinds of headaches.
He also believed that his wife would not put his youngest son in danger, but as a biological father, he really could not sleep in peace.
The sleepiness of his biological clock hit him, and Feng Xinglang rolled down the window, letting the bone-chilling cold wind blow in, like a knife piercing his cheeks, making him more awake.
"Cong Gang, if you can really come back to life, then show yourself and help me find my son!"
Facing the dark forest and cemetery, Feng Xinglang roared in a loud and clear voice.
The cold wind froze his words and smashed them into pieces, bringing with it a hoarse sound of choking wind.
A violent and irritating cough made Feng Xinglang almost lose his grip on the steering wheel. Fortunately, he stepped on the brake, and the car slowed down a lot. He almost rushed down the hill, and the car would have crashed and he would have died.
Feng Xinglang, who had swiped open that damned smart door, was obviously angry.
Even though Cong Gang had been dead for two years, Feng Xinglang was used to venting his anger on him.
But this time, whether he was venting his anger on him for no reason was another matter!
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