YM778.TV Chapter 1339
Whether or not he could meet Cong Gang face to face, all depended on his mood!
If he wants you to see him, you can\'t not want to see him. If he doesn\'t want you to see him, even if you dig the Shen City three feet, you won\'t be able to see him!
He could be so willful!
When Feng Xinglang rushed over, Old Four Yannawa was standing quietly by the door, looking like a statue. Only his gaze could move according to Feng Xinglang\'s movements. When Feng Xinglang came in, he did not stop him.
In the bedroom on the second floor, Cong Gang\'s world was no longer tranquil. His closed eyes were on fire from Feng Xinglang\'s rampage!If Feng Xinglang was able to come at this time, he probably lost!
He lost in the ruckus his son insisted on making!
"What? You\'re not dead yet?"Feng Xinglang\'s low voice suppressed his dissatisfaction and anger.
Cong Gang kept quiet. Obviously, he did not want to talk to the irritable Feng Xinglang. Feng Xinglang would only pester him for no reason.
"Threatening a child who\'s only seven years old to take care of you? Heh, can you be even more f * cking despicable and shameless? "Feng Xinglang hissed, his every word filled with unrestrainable anger.
Cong Gang slightly narrowed his eyes, looked at Feng Xinglang with an indifferent glance, and casually snorted. "So what?"
Feng Xinglang hated people the most, he even hated Cong Gang\'s words, "To the point of making people clench their teeth in contempt!"
Under his rage, Feng Xinglang grabbed the hem of Cong Gang\'s pajamas, "What the f * * k do you want to do?"
Before Feng Xinglang could even finish his sentence, a heavy knife struck on his neck, causing his entire arm to tremble.Following that, Old Four cut his hands behind his back, making him unable to move. The more Feng Xinglang struggled, the tighter Yannawa clung onto him.
"Throw it out!"
Cong Gang said indifferently. It seemed that he wasn\'t the least bit annoyed, "When you\'ve calmed down, come and beg me again!"
The word "beg" almost made Feng Xinglang angry to the point that smoke rose from his seven orifices.
"Cong Gang, if you dare to f * * king separate the father-son relationship between Nuonuo and I, I will definitely not let you off!"
Cong Gang turned around, and lightly swept a glance at Feng Xinglang who was struggling with brute force, and muttered between his teeth: "Your son is much more loyal than you! You are a shameless scoundrel and a bastard! Throw it out! "
He did not know how to read words or carry out orders symbolically!
How Yannawa threw him out, Feng Xinglang just sat on the ground, lit a cigarette, and slowly puffed out clouds and clouds.
His handsome face, which was shrouded in smoke, looked very solemn.
Yannawa was unable to read what Feng Xinglang was thinking while sitting on the lawn, but looking at his expression, he should have already calmed down.Roughly three minutes later, in about the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, Yannawa walked into Cong Gang\'s bedroom.
"Boss, Feng Xinglang said that he has calmed down and wants to have a heart to heart talk with you!"
Yannawa was just like that; he would report whatever Feng Xinglang said.
Cong Gang\'s eyelids twitched, and she said indifferently: "Mn, let him in!"
Even the battered Feng Xinglang had his own charisma. He was tall and handsome, even in a suit stained with grass.
"Old Four, you go out first. I have national secrets to discuss with your Boss! "
From the way Yannawa had thrown himself at him, it could be seen that his EQ was truly ordinary. Thus, Feng Xinglang casually found an excuse to send him away."No!" Second Bro said that I must always stay by the Boss\' side! Just in case you, Feng Xinglang, are a treacherous person! "
These were indeed Wei Kang\'s exact words. Just that when Yannawa spoke those words without concealing anything, no matter how you listened to him, he just wanted to beat him up."Which one?" In the pants? Get out of here right now! "
Under Feng Xinglang\'s urging, only after receiving the boss\'s signal did Yannawa turn around and leave.
The bedroom was quiet again. It was so quiet that one could hear Feng Xinglang\'s slightly rough aura.
Feng Xinglang walked over, sat down by the side of the bed, and quietly looked at Cong Gang.
Sensing Feng Xinglang\'s gaze, which had been fixated on him the entire time, Cong Gang slightly lowered his eyes and turned his head to the side."Where\'s the injury? It should be serious, right? Otherwise, a person as reputable as you wouldn\'t be lying on the bed forever! "
This concerned voice made people\'s hearts warm up; with the movement of concern, Feng Xing reached out his hand to flip the air conditioner on Cong Gang\'s body.
However, Cong Gang agilely held onto his wrist!
"Say something!" Don\'t touch me! "It could be seen that Cong Gang was worried about Feng Xinglang\'s reckless actions. Moreover, it was a reckless type of behavior. His movements were inconvenient, but it was hard for him to defend against the unreasonable and shameless Feng Xinglang.
"On behalf of my Nuonuo, I thank you for your great kindness! There\'s no way to repay it, but to express our gratitude with a cheque worth ten million! "
Feng Xinglang took out the cheque from his pocket that he had prepared the night before, and handed it over to Cong Gang.
Cong Gang didn\'t even glance at it, and only replied with a shallow voice. "Then, I\'ll owe it a favor!"
Feng Xinglang felt that Cong Gang seemed to mean what he said.
"It won\'t be too late for you to return the favor when your son is able to get rid of your father\'s pestering and spoiling!"
Cong Gang\'s words were clear, but when it fell in Feng Xinglang\'s ears, every word was like a pit in his grave."Cong Gang, you want my son to shoulder all the debts due to you?"
Feng Xinglang could no longer remain calm, "You should just stop there! "Don\'t go too far!"
"Debt repayment is a matter of course! It\'s your own business if you don\'t care about the price and rewards for spoiling your son! What your son owes me, he must repay me! I have no obligation to do these things for him for free! "
Cong Gang originally wanted to teach little Linnuo a lesson, but now it seems that he was going to teach even the little guy\'s father!
Feng Xinglang was silent. He quietly stared at Cong Gang\'s resolute yet slightly restrained and unnatural face.After a long while, Feng Xinglang finally asked gently: Then how do you want my son to return the favor? To mop the floor for you? Laundry and cooking? Pour tea and fold it? "
"Then what do you think I should do with your son?" Cong Gang asked lightly.
"I know you worked hard …" "He\'s even hurt himself!"
As Feng Xinglang spoke, he began to remove the suit on himself and then rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.
Cong Gang subconsciously tugged on the air conditioner covering his body, "What are you trying to do?"
"Your son owes you father!" "My son is still a minor child. I will repay the debt he owes you!" "You … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you …"
Feng Xinglang rolled up the sleeves on his arms, "Say it, what do you want me to do? Laundry and cooking? Or bathe and change? "