Feng Xinglang leaned against the big office chair and closed his eyes to rest.
The faint stabbing pain from his leg made him frown in discomfort.
He had been thinking about one thing: how to find out Cong Gang who was hiding in the dark?
Now that he thought about it, Cong Gang was really vicious: he used Feng Xinglang's wife and child as a chess piece to stir up the conflict between Yan Bang and He Tun!
Judging from the current situation, he had done so much in the early stage, he would definitely continue to plot in the later stage!
What was that bastard up to this time?
Feng Xinglang instinctively thought of Ye Shinian. He used to be very close to Cong Gang!
But since he was beaten up by the people of He Tun in Shallow Water Bay, he disappeared without a trace in Shen Cheng.
Was he killed by the people of He Tun? Or did he hide in some secluded corner to cultivate his mind and spirit?
The possibility of the former was much higher than the latter. Maybe he had disappeared from this world forever!
Cong Gang's haunted house had been blown into ruins by Xing Er and his people.
It should have experienced a second explosion because He Tun would not give Cong Gang a chance to make a comeback.
And the current situation showed that Cong Gang not only made a comeback, but also became worse.
Didn't He Tun already tell him everything on the cruise? Was Cong Gang stupid? Or did he not take He Tun's explanation seriously at all?
Did he want to kill He Tun? Or kill Yan Bang at the same time?
What was his motive?
For revenge?
What was his purpose?
Was he the king of Shen Cheng?
With Cong Gang's sneaky style of doing things, he could not achieve anything!
He did not have the courage and aura of a king at all!
Moreover, Feng Xinglang still knew Cong Gang. He did not care about money and power. He did not want to accumulate money and climb the ranks at all!
Then what did he care about?
Endless vengeance?
What a cheap man!
The sound of Nina's high heels disturbed Feng Xinglang's rest. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Nina with slight anger.
"Tired last night? And you're even injured? "
Nina put the folder in her hand on the huge office desk and leaned over to massage Feng Xinglang's swollen temples.
"You're considered half a man. Can you not wear such sharp heels?"
At the right time, high-heeled shoes could give off a sexy vibe.
But at inappropriate times, it would cause irritation!
"I like to look good! Isn't it because you stinky men like to watch? Us women can only exhaust ourselves to cater to your eyes! "
This reason …
"Where's Ong? Why are you still waiting outside? "
Feng Xinglang asked casually.
Ever since Feng Xinglang had taken Bassoon in, Bassoon had been doing his best.
He took good care of Feng Xinglang, who was inconvenienced by his injured leg.
This should have been something worth praising, but Feng Xinglang seemed to feel a trace of a different … oddity!
Bassoon was in his early twenties at most. Although he was slightly older than Xing Shisi, his calm character was more reserved than Xing Shisi. A mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, but Bassoon was adept at resolving any conflicts that might arise from living under the same roof as Xing Shisi.
Moreover, whenever Feng Xinglang was working, Bassoon would stand outside the CEO's office motionlessly, sometimes standing for hours.
How calm must he be to be able to hold onto this responsibility?
"He's standing outside! He's like a block of wood! "
Nina glanced in the direction of the door. "Why? Are you worried that I'll eat up your little fresh meat?"
Without waiting for Feng Xinglang's reply, Nina raised her voice. "CEO Feng, where did you find such obedient little fresh meat? When will you reward me with one? I'll bring him back to play! "
"There's plenty of them in the manor! Go find Mo San and bring a few back to play! "
"I like the original ones!"
Nina glanced at Bassoon, who was standing by the door.
Feng Xinglang glared at Nina. "Bassoon, you can't play with him. I need to use him!"
"You need to use him?"
His words were ambiguous!
"My 'use' and your 'use' are two different things!"
Feng Xinglang reached over and picked up the documents that Nina brought in. After reading two lines, he turned his head and glanced at Nina.
"Don't you have that thing too? How do you use it? "
Perhaps what Feng Xinglang was trying to express was: It's more suitable for you to use a woman!
"Have you used a woman before?"
Feng Xinglang asked directly.
"Stop it! I like men! "
Nina purposely puffed out her chest. "If you want to use a woman, I can just touch myself!"
"…"
After lunch, Feng Xinglang fell into a deep sleep.
He rarely took lunch breaks. Since his wife and son had gone to the Bai Residence, Feng Xinglang settled his lunch in his office.
To be precise, Feng Xinglang was woken up by a burning sensation on his calf.
When he regained consciousness, he smelled a strong scent of Chinese herbs.
It was a familiar smell!
Subconsciously, Feng Xinglang moved his injured leg. He could feel a warm current flowing through his tendons and muscles.
The stinging pain was gone, and it felt warm and comfortable!
Feng Xinglang propped his upper body up and saw that his injured leg was wrapped in a Blood Circulation and Blood Stasis Balm.
Who applied this on me? Moreover, the bandaging was done meticulously. It was a very professional medical skill.
When did they apply it on me? I don't even know about it!
"Bassoon … Bassoon …"
Feng Xinglang shouted toward the door of the resting room.
A minute later, Ong stumbled into the room.
"Director Feng, what's the matter?"
"Who entered my resting room?"
Feng Xinglang asked sternly.
"Did anyone enter your resting room?"
Bassoon looked muddle-headed, as though he had yet to recover from the shock.
Looking at Bassoon's muddle-headed appearance, Feng Xinglang asked sternly, "What's wrong with you?"
"I don't know … I think I fell asleep on the sofa outside just now! I only woke up when you called me. "
"What? You fell asleep on the sofa? "
Feng Xinglang glared at Bassoon angrily.
"I don't know either … It seems like there's something wrong with today's lunch. I feel especially sleepy after eating it!"
Bassoon slapped his cheeks forcefully, trying to wake himself up.
"I'm fine, you can leave now!"
Feng Xinglang impatiently waved his hand at Bassoon.
"Director Feng, your leg …"
"Get out!"
Under Feng Xinglang's stern reprimand, Bassoon had no choice but to leave.
Looking at the Chinese medicine balm on his injured leg and the familiar herbal scent, Feng Xinglang could already guess what had happened.
Was his security system useless?
That bastard could come and go as he pleased?
And he even treated his leg out of the kindness of his heart?
Feng Xinglang was angry, but he didn't know where his anger came from!
His wife, Lin Xueluo, going to Shipi County in a fit of pique shouldn't be part of that bastard's plan. His injury wasn't what that slut wanted either.
What was this?
Was he trying to appease Feng Xinglang?
Or was he pitying Feng Xinglang?
He couldn't see that bastard, but that bastard was everywhere!
After cursing for a while, Feng Xinglang slowly closed his eyes. He could feel the effects of this Chinese medicine on improving blood circulation, removing blood stasis, and regenerating muscles. It was really not bad!
*****
"Uncle is back … Uncle is back!"
Hearing the whistle outside the courtyard, Feng Tuantuan, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately flew out to welcome him.
Lin Nuo also wanted to run out to welcome his biological father, but when he saw Feng Tuantuan flying out to welcome him, he stopped in his tracks.
He really wanted to tell Feng Tuantuan: He's not even your biological father, why are you so excited!
"Nuo Nuo, quickly help mommy take a look at your biological father. Your biological father's leg is still injured, don't let Little Sister Tuantuan accidentally touch it! "
Xue Luo could see that her son also wanted to welcome him, so she agreed.
"Alright!" The little fellow immediately dashed out happily.
"Uncle, you're finally back, Tuantuan has been waiting for you for a long time!"
Just as Feng Tuantuan was about to climb onto Feng Xinglang's wheelchair, he was stopped by the pungent smell of Chinese medicine.
"Uncle, your body smells so bad!"
Children have a strong innate rejection towards the smell of medicine. Not to mention the pampered Feng Tuantuan.
"Uncle smells, you don't want Uncle anymore?"
Feng Xinglang opened his arms but was unable to hug the little fellow, and sighed in disappointment.
"Uncle, your body smells like medicine! It smells even worse than my Papa's! "
The little cutie covered his nose and walked around Feng Xinglang's injured leg, walking to the back of the wheelchair.
"Tuantuan, why didn't you let your uncle carry you today?"
Feng Tuantuan did not stay in her husband's embrace, which made Xue Luo a little surprised.
"Uncle, your body smells so bad! It's all the smell of medicine! Tuantuan smells bad! "
"Really?"
Xue Luo went forward and half squatted beside her husband's wheelchair to carefully examine his injured leg.
"Xinglang, why did you apply Chinese medicine?"
"En, changed to a Chinese medicine pharmacist! The effect is not bad! "
Feng Xinglang leaned over and lightly kissed the woman's cheek.
"My wife is still the best! You don't despise me! "
When Feng Lixin came in, he saw two adults and two children happily eating dinner.
"Papa, you're back? Have you eaten yet? Tuantuan, I'll go get a bowl for you! "
Feng Tuantuan put down the chicken wing that he was chewing on, and climbed down from the child chair.
"Tuantuan, come to daddy!"
Feng Lixin called his daughter who was about to go to the kitchen to get a bowl and chopsticks for him.
"Big brother, let's eat together."
Xue Luo stood up.
Feng Lixin did not reply, but carried his daughter Feng Tuantuan.
"Xinglang, I want to bring Tuantuan to see his mommy!"
Feng Lixin was his biological daughter, but Feng Lixin still spoke to his brother to ask for his permission.
"No hurry! Let's eat dinner first! "
Feng Xinglang said in a clear voice, "Nuo Nuo, go to the kitchen and get a bowl and chopsticks for uncle!"
While speaking, Aunt An had already brought a bowl and chopsticks to the dining table.
"I've eaten."
Feng Lixin said perfunctorily.
"But Tuantuan has not eaten yet! Starving her, as a father, don't you feel heartache? "
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