Little friend Lin Nuo, who ran into the room to find a piece of paper to leave a note for mommy Xue Luo, turned back to look at Xing Laosi who was lying on the ground.
If it wasn't for her clamoring for juice, Old Four wouldn't have been beaten. The little guy still felt guilty.
"He's just asleep. You don't have to worry!"
Perhaps it was because he had served Feng Xinglang for a long time, so it was much easier for him to deal with this little thing who shared the same bloodline as Feng Xinglang.
Under Cong Gang's comforting words, Lin Nuo, who missed his father, ran towards the study again.
Cong Gang stood outside the study room and did not enter to see what the little fellow had written for his mommy Xue Luo.
But in less than two minutes, the little guy scratched his head and ran out with the big piece of paper.
"Your name is Cong Gang, right?"
"Yes! What's the problem? "
"Do you know how to write your name?"
"…"
It turned out that the little thing had encountered a problem: he couldn't write Cong Gang's name.
Cong Gang glanced at the note that the little girl had left for Lin Xueluo: [Igto seedad with …]
It should be with Cong Gang, going to see that bastard's biological father with Cong Gang. But the little fellow did not know how to write 'Cong Gang'. Because it was not yet time to teach children to write Chinese in kindergarten.
"You can use pinyin."
Cong Gang suggested. He did not try to hide the fact that he had taken the little thing with him.
"Pinyin? I don't know either … Cong Gang, do you even know how to write your name? "
The little fellow flew into a rage out of humiliation from the question.
"That … My Chinese isn't that good either!"
The entire villa's surveillance system was in a standstill state. Of course, Cong Gang would not leave behind any evidence that would harm him.
"You're already an adult, but you can't even write your own Chinese. You're hopeless!"
The little guy was filled with disgust. Then, he asked wittily, "Do you have an English name?"
"I don't have one yet … Why don't you help me get one now?"
Cong Gang's temper was extremely good. This Chinese name was given by Feng Xinglang. Now that his own son had given him an English name, it was a fitting name.
Lin Nuo had a look of 'I can't be bothered with you' on his face, and ran to the living room to look for Wei Kang.
"Weikang, you know how to write Chinese, right?"
Wei Kang had heard the conversation between the little fellow and Cong Gang. Since the boss said that he couldn't write Chinese, Wei Kang wouldn't force himself.
"I can only write in Thai! My Thai writing is really nice! "
"Alright, alright … You're all so unlucky!"
It was better to rely on oneself than on others. The little fellow despised Wei Kang and Cong Gang as she climbed onto the dining table with a piece of white paper. He was drawing something on a piece of paper.
Cong Gang quietly approached and took a look. The little thing had actually added a caterpillar after the 'with'.
What does a caterpillar want to represent?
"You just drew a caterpillar … Does your mommy know what it means?"
"Of course I can! My dear mommy is so smart! Aren't you called Chong Gang? No one else has such a strange name! "
Alright, in the little guy's cognitive dictionary, he had always thought that Cong Gang = = Chong Gang. There were actually people who called it "bug" or something, so it was not surprising that this tofu-like Chinese character was difficult to learn and write.
After the success, the little fellow was held in Cong Gang's arms and left Repulse Bay.
At this moment, He Tun was already on the way back to Repulse Bay.
Twenty minutes ago, Xing Shier's terminal alarm suddenly rang. Someone must have broken into the villa's basement.
Only then did He Tun realize that he might have fallen for someone's trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain. This was because when He Tun rushed to Imperial Dragon City, he didn't find the current second-in-command, Chong San. He must have predicted something in advance to avoid He Tun's pursuit.
When He Tun rushed back to Repulse Bay, he only saw Xing Shier lying at the entrance of the basement, and the smart door had been smashed to the point of losing its locking function.
In the basement, there was no trace of his grandson, Little Fifteen.
It seemed that this person not only wanted his biological son, but also his biological grandson.
"Godfather, look, this is the note that Fifteen left behind."
[Igotoseedadwith (a caterpillar)]
"Fifteen should have been taken away by Cong Gang. Fifteen can't write, so he drew a caterpillar. "
If Xing Shier could analyze it, He Tun could, of course, guess it too.
What's more, the note that the little guy left behind was very easy to understand.
He Tun sat heavily on the sofa, his face a little hideous. He pulled his hair anxiously and painfully, looking very solemn.
"Ask your second brother to bring people here as soon as possible! How dare he touch my son and grandson, I want him to die without a burial place! "
He Tun said every word coldly. The scar at the end of his eye looked even more strange and fierce.
*****
It was expected that Xue Luo and Xing Shier couldn't find Wei Kang in GK Venture Capital.
After asking Nina, they found out that Feng Xinglang didn't arrange the company's business deployment in advance. In other words, Feng Xinglang's disappearance was sudden and not premeditated.
Xue Luo's mood was heavy enough when she returned to Repulse Bay, but she saw that He Tun's face on the sofa in the living room was even colder.
"Shier, what happened? Where's Nuo Nuo? "
Xue Luo almost instinctively thought of her son's safety.
Xing Shier didn't say anything but passed the note to Xue Luo.
When she saw the note that her son left for her, she almost collapsed. The little guy actually went to see his father, Feng Xinglang, with Cong Gang.
Xue Luo fell to the floor, her hand holding the note couldn't stop trembling.
Her husband went missing … and now her son also went missing!
It seemed like there was no safe haven for her and her son! Even if she was with a formidable person like He Tun, there was no guarantee that there would be times when the tiger would take a nap.
Xue Luo stared at the note that her son left for her, but she didn't cry like before.
She had gone through so many ups and downs with her son, she really didn't know when it would end. Would it ever end?
Xue Luo was deeply worried about her son, but she didn't panic like before. Subconsciously, she felt that if her son was really taken away by Cong Gang, his life shouldn't be in danger.
She could tell from the note that her son wrote.
It was written and drawn by her son.
The English part at the front of the note was written smoothly, but the caterpillar at the back seemed to have changed more than once. It should have wanted to write the word 'worm' first, but after writing the word 'mouth', it didn't know how to write it. So it changed to a caterpillar.
How could a kidnapper have such patience to wait for her to finish drawing?
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