He knew his foster father He Tun's fiery temper and his love for his son. As long as it was related to Crown Prince Xing, He Tun would never calm down.
Xing Shier didn't dare to disobey his foster father anymore. He took the account information and immediately transferred the money.
Along the way, Xing Shier mumbled something hoarsely. He was probably mimicking Crown Prince Xing's angry mouth movements. It was as if he was shouting someone's name. There was only anger and no fear.
Xing Shier called Xing Shisi, who was guarding Lin Xueluo at the Feng residence. He wanted to ask him something.
"Shisi, did Crown Prince Xing go back last night?"
"Yes! He went out again after having dinner with his wife and child! He hasn't come back yet! "
Xing Shisi answered truthfully. Then he asked, "What's wrong? Could it be that Crown Prince Xing stirred up some trouble again? "
Even if he didn't have to follow his foster father He Tun to fight, Crown Prince Xing's family was still restless. From time to time, there would be some trouble, and these foster sons would be so busy that they would be in a mess.
Now that Lin Xueluo was pregnant with another one … Who knew what would happen in the days to come!
"Yes!" Xing Shier sighed helplessly. "Crown Prince Xing probably feels that his life is too comfortable again. He sent himself to someone else as a hostage and blackmailed his own father!"
Xing Shier used the word 'again' twice. He was really impressed by Feng Xinglang's love for trouble. He was already an adult, but he still caused trouble for his own father every other day!
"Ah? Crown Prince Xing was kidnapped? "Xing Shisi asked anxiously.
"Uh-huh!" Xing Shier snorted. "But his life isn't in danger! He just wants to blackmail my foster father! "
"Again?"
Xing Shisi sighed. It seemed that it hadn't been long since the incident.
"Oh yes, Shisi, did Crown Prince Xing say where he was going when he went out last night?" Xing Shier asked.
"He didn't say! He only told me to look after Lin Xueluo and the two kids! "
"Was there anything wrong with his emotions?"
"Nothing! He was quite normal when he went out last night! He even had a few drinks with Feng Lixin. He seems to be in a good mood! "
Xing Twelve rubbed his forehead. "Old Fourteen, do you think there's a possibility that Crown Prince Xing has nothing better to do and wants to kidnap me to blackmail his father?"
"Extorting foster father? This … this isn't possible, right? "
Xing Shisi disagreed. "Moreover, Crown Prince Xing doesn't lack money. What's the point of extorting foster father?"
"It's not about money! I think Crown Prince Xing wants to vent for his woman! "
"Avenge his woman? What was there to vent about? Is Lin Xueluo angry with foster father again? "Xing Shisi was surprised.
"You wouldn't understand even if I told you!"
Xing Twelve looked down on Xing Shisi's intelligence, "Who do you think would be the most distressed and worried when Crown Prince Xing abused himself?"
"Ah? Are you saying that Crown Prince Xing abused himself? "Xing Shisi was even more surprised." Why would he abuse himself? "
"Alright, alright! I don't want to talk to you anymore! "
Xing Twelve was getting impatient. "Take good care of Lin Xueluo. Don't let her know that something happened to Crown Prince Xing!"
"Oh, oh, okay!" Xing Shisi immediately raised his spirit.
Even though Xing Shier's words were a little whimsical, it was still reasonable and had evidence to follow.
He could calmly judge from the video that the bloodstains on Crown Prince Xing's face and body were suspicious. Moreover, if he was really beaten black and blue, he wouldn't have the energy to scold anyone!
In terms of endurance, Feng Xinglang was definitely not as good as Xing Twelve. Even Xing Twelve couldn't guarantee that he would be able to speak freely after being beaten up like that.
If the injuries and bloodstains on Crown Prince Xing's body were fake, then there wouldn't be any kidnappers!
At least there wouldn't be any real kidnappers! Which kidnapper would be so 'protective' as to fake injuries on Crown Prince Xing's body?!
All in all, Xing Twelve felt that the possibility of this kidnapping was self-directed by Crown Prince Xing was higher!
However, he felt that Feng Xinglang's actions were too childish! At his age, he was still abusing himself to make his own father feel sorry for him?
Therefore, Xing Twelve wasn't so anxious anymore!
However, Hetun, who loved his son dearly, was rather flustered and anxious.
…
Feng Xinglang's thousand-year anger was vented as they reminisced about the past.
Tired of scolding, he quieted down and looked straight ahead, deep in thought.
He really didn't expect Cong Gang to play such a trick on him. Kidnap him? Humiliate him? What was he trying to do?
These people appeared in Cong Gang's haunted house, so it was impossible that they had nothing to do with Cong Gang.
What was he going to do next? Was he going to tie him up here to waste time?
"This is preferential treatment for a captive!"
Wei Kang snorted as he took the plate of fragrant beef and willow noodles from someone's hands.
For some reason, Wei Kang was especially excited every time he saw the arrogant Feng Xinglang become a captive. It felt like he was helping his boss, Cong Gang, to avenge his humiliation.
Cong Gang's expression froze for a moment, then he said lightly, "That plate is yours!"
It was obvious that he changed his mind at the last minute.
Perhaps it was because this ordinary beef and willow noodles was too ostentatious! Would it make someone think of him?
"Me … Mine?"
Wei Kang was so surprised that he couldn't even close his mouth. "Boss, you … I'm so touched!"
Wei Kang was really flattered that his big boss personally cooked beef and willow noodles for him.
He swallowed a big mouthful. "Mmm, mmm, it's delicious! Boss, I didn't expect your cooking to be so good! "
Cong Gang gave Wei Kang a cold look. "After you finish eating, send something to Feng Xinglang! If he starves to death, it won't be valuable anymore! "
"Mmm, okay!" Wei Kang nodded repeatedly. "I'll send him food in a while!"
Wei Kang was overwhelmed by the flattery of this Italian beef and willow noodle dish.
In front of the forbidden room, Wei Kang stopped in his tracks. He seemed to be in a dilemma.
If he personally sent it in, wouldn't Feng Xinglang bear a grudge against him?
But if he didn't go in, how could he personally enjoy the humiliation of Feng Xinglang?
After weighing the pros and cons, Wei Kang decided to put on the mask and go in. With the help of a small voice changer, it would be foolproof.
When Wei Kang came in with the plate, Feng Xinglang was still quiet. He just narrowed his eyes and stared at him as he walked closer step by step.
"What, you don't have the face to see me?" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.
To be honest, if he didn't have any eloquence to argue with Feng Xinglang, he would really be angered to death.
"You're just a captive, yet you're so arrogant … You're really not afraid of death!" Wei Kang snorted.
To be honest, arguing with Feng Xinglang gave him an indescribable sense of radical pleasure. It was a very satisfying feeling.
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