Just to make the whole family hate him?!
When he went downstairs, Feng Xinglang saw his eldest son waiting at the door of his room. The little fellow must have heard something.
"Father …" The little fellow murmured, but did not say anything more.
But at this moment, silence was better than words. Feng Xinglang understood what his son could not say.
Feng Xinglang walked forward and hugged his sad eldest son tightly in his arms. "I'm sorry to trouble you and mommy! But you have to believe in me. I will definitely handle everything well! "
The little guy nodded and raised his teary eyes. "Father, tell the big caterpillar that no matter what happens, I won't hate him! Although I hope that the caterpillar and my adoptive father can be well! "
…
Feng Xinglang had to come to Beishan City this time!
But when he came, his mood was a little strange. It was not like he was suppressing his anger. Instead, he felt unusually relaxed and leisurely!
Of course, it was necessary to send a punitive force to denounce them! At least, he had to maintain his dignity as the great CEO Feng!
Also, the few tears of his wife could not be shed in vain!
Since he had caused his wife and son to be so distressed, he should definitely teach him a lesson!
When Feng Xinglang arrived at Cong Gang's residence, it was already night.
Unexpectedly, the door of the living room downstairs of the villa was open, but Wei Kang and the others were not there! There was only a faint light in the sunroom on the third floor, as if it was specially lit to guide Feng Xinglang.
Cong Gang must be there. And he was waiting for Feng Xinglang in the sunroom on the third floor! He should have known that Feng Xinglang would come!
But why did he send Wei Kang and the others away? Was he not afraid that there would be ghosts coming into the house to talk to Cong Gang about life?
Even Feng Xinglang, who did not believe in ghosts and gods, was tense when he walked into the villa that was soaked in darkness, let alone ordinary people. The slightest movement of the grass in the wind made them feel like a gloomy wind.
In the sunroom on the third floor, Cong Gang sat alone on a rattan chair. He stared motionlessly at the dark blue sky in front of him.
When there was sunlight, the sunroom was still a little lively; but in the dark, the sunroom looked particularly strange and gloomy.
A gun was placed on a simple table beside the rattan chair.
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly because he knew that the gun was left for him to use.
When he got closer, Feng Xinglang realized that Cong Gang was holding a bowl of porridge in his hand. It was a very bland kind of plain porridge. One look and you would not have any appetite. In any case, Feng Xinglang would never take the initiative to eat this kind of thing.
"When night falls, your place will really become a tomb for the living dead!"
Feng Xinglang sat down on the rattan chair beside Cong Gang and stretched his limbs lazily. Then, he laid down comfortably with his hands as a pillow. He was extremely relaxed.
"Have you come to escape from me? Or are you here to kill me? "Cong Gang's voice was slightly hoarse.
No matter how one listened to this hostile opening, it didn't sound friendly!
It seemed that it was just as Feng Xinglang had predicted. This fellow's careless words to him had been taken into consideration by the listener!
"Can't we talk properly?" Feng Xinglang snorted lazily. In the darkness, the sound of the spoon hitting the wall of the bowl could be heard. Cong Gang shoved the plain porridge into his mouth. The way he looked at it gave off an indescribable sense of sadness. It felt like his life was as bland as this plain porridge, as if there was nothing else.
There was nothing else that had color!
"Let me choose for you! There is a gun on the table. Use it to kill me … Perfect! "
Cong Gang looked into the endless darkness. "Don't worry, Wei Kang and the others will not pursue my life!"
Feng Xinglang glared at Cong Gang. "If you want to die so badly, why don't you shoot yourself in the head? Is there a need for me to dirty my hands? "
"If you don't dirty your hands, I'm afraid Ke Ben will dirty his hands!" Cong Gang replied calmly.
"What do you mean? You want Ke Ben to destroy River Village? "Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Yes," Cong Gang replied calmly.
To be honest, Cong Gang's tone was really infuriating!
It gave people the feeling that everything was under Cong Gang's control! He was at his mercy!
"Caterpillar, if you want Ke Ben to destroy River Village, just do it!"
Feng Xinglang maintained his lazy posture. "You really don't need to discuss it with me!"
"I'm not discussing it with you! I'm torturing your filial heart! "Cong Gang snorted lightly.
Feng Xinglang did not reply. He only stared at Cong Gang, who was wrapped in layers of darkness.
Perhaps the one he really wanted to torment was not him, Feng Xinglang …
"This plain porridge is too bland. Do you have any other ingredients in the kitchen? Go make something nutritious for you! "
Feng Xinglang sat up and began to roll up his sleeves in a dignified manner.
What kind of conversation was this? Wasn't the jump a little too ridiculous?
"What, you want to cook for me?" Cong Gang snorted lightly.
"Are you afraid that I'll poison you?" Feng Xinglang retorted.
"… I'm just worried that the food you make … will taste worse than poison!"
This truth … was very accurate!
"Then I'll have to trouble Master Cong to cook something for me! I'm still hungry! It doesn't matter if it's poisoned, as long as I can fill my stomach! Oh right, I'll leave the vegetarian food for you. The meat food will only harm me! "
This topic was going so far away from Mars!
"Feng Xinglang, please be more serious!" Cong Gang's lips twitched.
"Cong Gang, can't you f * cking empathize with me? It's really tiring for me to earn money! I have to comfort my crying wife and child when I get back! "
Feng Xinglang snatched the bowl of porridge from Cong Gang's hands and slammed it on the small table. He began to complain. "You're already an adult, why are you making a fuss?! If you want to destroy River Village, just do it. You really don't need to let me know! Caterpillar, can't you think for me?! I'm really tired, do you know that? Don't you feel sorry for me?
Don't you feel sorry for me? "
Cong Gang's lips twitched. "I'm not your father … go find your father to dote on you!"
"If I knew you were so cold-hearted, I would've strangled you back then! Why did I even save you?! "
Perhaps it was because he had talked too much and was very hungry, Feng Xinglang finished most of the porridge in his bowl. "Love, I have Lin Xueluo; family, I have three children! Why is it so difficult for me to hope for friendship from you, Cong Gang?! You don't feel sorry for me at all, and you don't even know how to understand me! I worked so hard to earn so much money. Apart from supporting my wife and children, I just wanted to show off in front of you. I wanted you to look at me in a different light. I wanted you to worship me, admire me, and follow me, right? I can even share my son with you, Cong Gang. What else do you want?
What else do you want? Don't you have a conscience for messing with me like this?! "
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