The winter morning brought with it a sense of desolation, a sense of coldness and ruthlessness.
A black commercial car slowly drove into the courtyard of the Feng family's villa and stopped about fifty to sixty meters away from the courtyard.
Feng Buchong snuggled in Cong Gang's arms, occasionally glancing out of the window.
Feeling that they were about to leave, the little fellow straightened his back, half-knelt down and hooked his arms around Cong Gang's neck.
The spacious commercial car was filled with warmth. The little fellow's chubby face blushed.
"Little Chong, we'll be home in another sixty meters. Go back to your mother. If you don't go back, your father will go crazy! "
Last night, someone had already gone crazy! He had almost set fire to his house!
In fact, Cong Gang wanted to go even further, but he was worried that … his house would really be burned down by that fellow!
Cong Gang gently pulled the little fellow's arms off his neck. "Walk back by yourself! Be obedient! "
Once the little fellow heard Cong Gang's words, he immediately pouted and murmured, "Big Chong …"
Obviously, the little fellow did not want to go back home. He wanted to be with Big Chong.
"Little Chong has to walk back by himself!"
Cong Gang carried the little fellow to the bottom of the commercial car. "Be good, be obedient! Big Chong will come and pick you up in a few days! "
"Big Chong …"
The little fellow tried hard to express something but was limited by his ability to express himself.
"Don't get in the car! Walk back by yourself! Now! This is an order! "
Seeing that the little fellow was about to step into the car, Cong Gang immediately shouted in a low voice.
The little fellow's short legs that were already raised paused abruptly. That aggrieved look was really pitiful. However, it still obediently retracted its short legs that were already raised.
"Song Si, drive."
Following Cong Gang's order, the black commercial car immediately backed up quickly. With a turn, it disappeared from Feng Buchong's sight.
The little fellow pursed his lips tightly and looked in the direction where the commercial car disappeared. Until the commercial car completely disappeared, he sniffed his little nose, turned his head and ran quickly toward the direction of the Feng family's courtyard.
Big Chong said that he would come and pick him up in a few days … the little fellow believed him.
This night was destined to be a torment for the Feng family.
Housekeeper Mo, in particular, had not slept the entire night.
Although Housekeeper Mo was quite dissatisfied with the second wife's behavior, he could only endure it. Whoever started the trouble should end it. The trouble caused by the Second Young Master had to be solved by the couple themselves. If a butler like him were to get involved now, it would be counterproductive. Most importantly, it wasn't suitable either.
At dawn, Housekeeper Mo opened the door of the villa's living room, waiting for Second Young Master Feng to return.
When Second Young Master came back at one o 'clock in the morning, he said that Second Madame said that Little Worm would be sent back tomorrow morning. Since the Second Young Master believed it, he could only follow suit. There was nothing he could do even if he didn't believe it. Shen Cheng was so big, where could he find a child who was less than two years old?
"Mama … mama …"
With a snort, the little guy shook the locked gate with all his might. Originally, the gate in the courtyard was not locked. Ever since the little fellow ran out from time to time to play difficult hide-and-seek with everyone, Housekeeper Mo had locked the gate.
Steward Mo, who had been waiting on the sofa in the living room, faintly heard shouts coming from outside the courtyard.
"Worm? Is Little Worm back? "
He got up too hastily, Housekeeper Mo rolled down from the sofa and stumbled towards the door of the living room.
Outside the courtyard, Little Worm Feng had already stopped his useless shouts and started to look for a breakthrough point in the gate.
He first tried to climb, but found that it was really difficult for him to climb with his one meter tall height, so he used his little shoulders to hit the shaking part of the fence again and again.
"Worm … Worm … you're back? Grandpa Mo will open the gate for you now! "
Housekeeper Mo quickly opened the gate and hugged the little fellow who was kicking and bumping around.
"Are you cold, Worm? Grandpa Mo will help you cover your hands and face! Look at your little hands, they're all red from the cold … "
Housekeeper Mo held Buggy's little hands and face in his arms, only then did he remember something. "Buggy, who sent you back?"
He looked around subconsciously, but did not see any people or cars.
"Mama … mama …"
The little fellow pulled back a hand from Housekeeper Mo's arms and pointed upstairs of the villa. As if he knew that his mommy was still sleeping at this hour.
"Miss mommy? Let's go in first! "
Housekeeper Mo carried the little fellow and walked towards the warm living room. "Can you tell Grandpa Mo, where did Little Worm go last night?"
"Big Worm …"
After the little guy snorted, he subconsciously looked behind him. There was no sign of the Big Worm.
"Big Worm? What kind of person is this big worm? "
Housekeeper Mo muttered to himself. Because he always heard the little fellow call him that.
"Big Worm … mama …" The little fellow's ability to express himself was really limited. He only knew how to repeat these two words.
"Grandpa Mo will send you upstairs to find mommy!"
Housekeeper Mo carried the little fellow and walked towards the direction of the stairs. As he walked, he tactfully nagged Second Madam,
"You're too careless as a mommy! You actually left your own child outside for a whole night … sigh! "
Housekeeper Mo let out a long sigh. "She's more willful than a child!"
"Mama …" The little fellow muttered in disagreement.
"Yo, you're not letting me talk about your mommy? You're such a clever little fellow … you're really comparable to your biological father when he was young! "
Housekeeper Mo lovingly rubbed Second Young Master Feng's little face. "When your biological father was young, he was very mischievous and hard to discipline! But your grandpa … "
Thinking of something, Housekeeper Mo wanted to say something but stopped. Then, he let out another long sigh. "Your biological father … really suffered a lot! When you grow up, you must be filial to your biological father with your brother Nuo Nuo! "
"Big Worm …"
Other than calling him 'mama', the little fellow also muttered 'Big Worm'.
"Worm, when are you going to call me 'daddy'? Your biological father is looking forward to it! "Housekeeper Mo asked kindly.
"Big Worm!"
Alright, it's this address again.
"Second Young Master … Second Madam, Little Worm is back!"
At the door of the master bedroom on the third floor, Housekeeper Mo did not directly push the door open. Instead, he lightly knocked on the door twice and put Little Worm back on the ground, letting him run in by himself.
"Buggy!" Feng Xinglang seemed to have woken up from his dream. And he really did see his little son running into the room.
He stretched out his long arm and scooped up the little fellow who was running towards his mommy on the big bed.
"Worm? You're really back? "
Feng Xinglang was sure that he was not dreaming. His little son was in his arms, his soft and chubby body slightly cold.
"Mama … mama …"
The little fellow pointed at his mommy on the big bed. Because Big Worm had asked him to come back to look for mommy. He did not say that he wanted to look for his biological father.
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