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Chapter 779

Words:1950Update:22/06/20 08:09:01

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A wedding dress is a woman's dream dress.

It's an innate princess complex.

Just like which young girl doesn't know how to yearn for love, no matter if it's a happy bride-to-be or a single girl, they would all be lovesick for a beautiful wedding dress.

Among them, there were divorced single mothers like Xue Luo.

In order to avoid the rush hour traffic, the driver chose a newly opened road.

When they passed by a wedding dress shop, Xue Luo's gaze was attracted by the pure white wedding dress in the display window.

When she married into the Feng family in a hurry, she didn't even have the chance to wear the wedding dress.

Only when the wedding dress disappeared from Xue Luo's sight did she turn her head back in disappointment.

Lin Nuo who was in her arms followed his mommy's focused gaze and also saw the wedding dress in the display window.

He could tell that his own mommy really liked the white dress.

Although the little boy felt that the white dress was a little exaggerated, but since mommy liked it, he felt that he had to satisfy his mommy's desire to be beautiful.

"Mommy, have you fallen in love with that white dress?" The little boy asked.

Looking at her 5 year old son in her arms, Xue Luo sighed: the child is already so big, why is he still being so pretentious ah!

Could it be that she wanted Feng Xinglang to marry her with great fanfare?

He is so arrogant and high above, he would never do such a boring and troublesome thing!

"Mommy is just looking … it's not about whether I like it or not."

Her heart was filled with bitterness, Xue Luo lowered her head and kissed her son on the cheek to calm her messy state of mind.

Xue Luo held her son Lin Nuo's hand and just entered the ward when she was pulled into the arms of a tall and strong figure.

"My good son, do you miss your daddy?"

Feng Xinglang carried his son Lin Nuo with one hand and wrapped his other hand around Xue Luo's soft waist, looking very satisfied.

"Of course not! Why do I miss you? I only want to kiss mommy! "

The little boy said in a tsundere manner. He didn't forget to curry favor with his own mommy.

"Favoring one and discriminating against the other? Aren't you afraid that daddy will be worried? "

Feng Xinglang pitied him.

"Alright Feng Xinglang, you're already so old, don't act like a child! By the way, do you have money? I want money! "

Suddenly, the little fellow thought of something and asked anxiously.

"You want money? Do what? You have a girlfriend? "Feng Xinglang asked with interest.

"Why are you asking so many questions? You just need to give me the money! "

The little fellow snorted impatiently. He couldn't let that bastard Feng Xinglang steal the limelight when he could make his dear mommy happy.

"Nuo Nuo, why do you want money? Mommy has some here. Do you want to buy candy or toys? If you want it, mommy will buy it for you, okay? "

Xue Luo felt that it was too early for a 5 year old child to ask for money.

"Mommy, I don't want to spend your money!"

The little guy roared, "Feng Xinglang, are you going to give it to me or not?"

"Here! It was a father's honor to give his son money to spend! Tell me, how much do you want? "Feng Xinglang said straightforwardly.

How much do you want? The little guy counted on his fingers …

A 5 year old little thing had no concept of money; he totally didn't know how much it cost to buy a wedding dress!

"Then how much money do you think is appropriate?" The little guy asked back.

Xue Luo immediately took out ten yuan from her handbag, "Nuo Nuo, is ten yuan enough?"

"Ten yuan? So little? Even beggars wouldn't want it! "The little guy's face was filled with disgust.

A gold card was passed to the little guy, "Take it and swipe it! You know the password, it's your own date of birth. "

"That's more like it!"

The little fellow took the gold card from his father and happily stuffed it into his little schoolbag.

"Feng Xinglang! You didn't even ask and you gave the kid a gold card? "

Xue Luo became anxious, "Your son is only 5 years old!"

"Don't mention a gold card, even if it's the stars in the sky, I'm willing to give him my life! Right, my son? "

"That's more like it!"

The little guy was not stingy and gave Feng Xinglang a loud kiss on his cheek.

*****

The person who was most concerned about the whole situation was not Feng Xinglang, He Tun or Yan Bang, but Cong Gang who had been strategizing!

The information in his hands was more comprehensive than everyone else. He was closely watching the whole process of the situation!

All along, Cong Gang was like a man who existed like a mystery.

"Boss, I found it: the person who went to the kindergarten to deliver the photo paper to Feng Linnuo was indeed Lan Youyou's man! His name is Subakui, a Thai boxer. He's the bodyguard that the poisonous fish from He Tun gave to his adopted daughter Lan Youyou. "

Cong Gang put back the kaffir lily in his hand and sneered:

"I'm afraid Yan Bang would never have thought that he would actually fall into the hands of a woman!"

"This Lan Youyou, she's really vicious. She managed to escape from death, but she still didn't forget to give Yan Bang a fatal blow! "

Towards Lan Youyou, Wei Kang didn't seem to have a good impression.

He always felt that a woman who was too sinister and vicious was really a disgusting thing. Not to mention liking her.

"Lan Youyou is the adopted daughter of He Tun. It would be strange if she let Yan Bang go!"

"Boss, what should we do next?"

Wei Kang's question made Cong Gang fall into deep thought.

"Wei Kang, in your opinion, if Yan Bang or He Tun were to fight fiercely … who would have a higher chance of winning?" Cong Gang asked.

Wei Kang raised his thick eyebrows. "Yan Bang has the advantage in numbers, while He Tun has the advantage in quality … The result is really hard to say! But if He Tun plays dirty with Yan Bang, He Tun will definitely win! "

"What if we add Feng Xinglang?" Cong Gang asked again.

"Add Feng Xinglang?"

Wei Kang was stunned. "Whose side is Feng Xinglang? One is his biological father, the other is his gay friend … "

"What gay friend? That's not nice to hear! "

Cong Gang frowned slightly.

Wei Kang was stunned and fell silent again.

He didn't seem to have expected that his joke would cause his boss, who had always been calm and collected, to suddenly become unhappy.

"I think … Feng Xinglang should be on our side!"

Cong Gang regained his thousand-year cold expression.

"On our side? How is that possible! Will he be like us, laughing at He Tun and Yan Bang killing each other? "

Wei Kang raised his own objection.

Coldly, Cong Gang spat out a gloomy sentence from between his teeth. "Hetun only deserves to die in my hands!"

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