Chapter 1880: Love Letter 85 (1/2)

Feng Xinglang dragged his heavy steps back to Feng's house, but Mo's housekeeper was still habitually staying in the villa's living room.

The habit has been established over the years: as long as the two young masters fail to go home, he will always fall asleep.

”Master Two, are you back? Are you injured? Are you okay?”

The butler Mo immediately got up from the sofa and came forward, carefully looking up and down the second master's body.

”I'm fine!” Feng Xinglang hummed.

”Mr. Er, where did you go? I haven't heard from you for more than 20 hours, and my mobile phone can't be reached ...”

The Mo steward also learned from Xing Shijie's mouth: Master Er was kidnapped, and Hetun paid the ransom in full, and Shencheng was searching for the whereabouts of Master Er. He asked a few more words.

”Have you talked to you, did I see a friend in an accident? What are you doing blindly?”

Feng Xinglang seemed a little irritable. I was irritated by being abused by non-human beings for more than 20 hours; I was even more irritated by Mo butler's questioning.

Seeing that Master Er's mood was not so good, Mo's housekeeper didn't ask much, just sent the warm tea to Master Er for a sip.

After Feng Xinglang took a few sips of tea, he looked at the Mo butler who was still watching.

”Old Mo, didn't you let Xue Luo follow you blindly?”

Other people's anxiety is purely self-disturbing, but a pregnant wife cannot be anxious.

”My second wife didn't worry about you ... she probably didn't know it yet. Quite at ease. I told Nono at dinner: Don't go out to find you, and say you'll be back tomorrow morning at the latest.”

”What? Xue Luo said exactly: I will be back tomorrow morning at the latest?”

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes: Did the dog thing notify his woman in advance? So she was so sure when she would be back at the latest?

”Yes. I didn't dare let the second wife know anything, so I didn't ask much.”

The steward Mo leaned forward slightly, ”Master Er, shouldn't it be the bug's godfather ...”

”Shut up! Don't mention any more godfathers in the future! Bugs only have my father! My biological father! Nothing to do!”

Feng Xinglang suddenly launched an unknown fire. The mood was so out of control that he dropped all the tea cups on the marble floor.

”Knowing Master Er, I won't mention it!” The butler Mo replied continually to eliminate Master Er's anger.

”Daddy ... Daddy! Did you meet the caterpillar?”

Lin Nuo, who had been keeping his eyes open and refused to sleep, rushed downstairs and asked cheerfully.

Because Mommy told him: My dad went out to talk to an old friend about his old life! Let him not worry!

Lin Nuo's first reaction was: This old friend should be a big caterpillar no doubt!

Which pot is not open?

Just now the Mo butler was scolded because of the nickname ”Dung Bug Godfather”, and the child Lin Nuo caught up to scold him again?

”Nuo Nuo, my father now solemnly tells you: From now on, our family is not allowed to mention the big caterpillar!”

Feng Xinglang's deep voice was filled with anger that could not be vented.

”For ... why? Did you quarrel with the caterpillar, dear?” Lin Nuoji asked.

”The big caterpillar is dead! Understand? Dead!”

Feng Xinglang roared frantically, and the snarling howl shook Lin Nuo's eardrum.

”Daddy ... what happened to you?”

At this moment, the uncontrollable maniac of Feng Xinglang was not only unfamiliar to Lin Nuo, but also quite scary.

For so many years, no matter how mischievous you are, most of your dads are just a few words of symbolic rebuke; on weekdays, they are almost just the image of a loving father!

But now, at this moment, his dad yelled at him. Lin Nuo really couldn't accept such a dad.

”Master Second, you scared Nono!”