Chapter 2369: I am only your uncle (2/2)
Feng Xinglang is hungry. But even if he was hungry, he didn't want to drink the bowl of clear soup and waterless mushroom and vegetable soup. Just picked a few pieces of mango from the fruit platter and ate.
”Mr. Steward, is there meat? Bacon? Sausages or something?”
Feng Xinglang speaks English, and the guy who is a housekeeper in such a tall castle should probably understand it.
”This is for Mr. Song Tai.” After the words were over, the housekeeper exited the bedroom.
To Mr. Song Tai? What do you mean? Isn't this even prepared for him?
”Stay! I'll get you some food!”
Cong just got up and walked towards the bedroom door. Feng Xinglang clutched his wrist.
”Forget it, I'll just drink the rest of the vegetable soup!”
Cong Gang looked down at Feng Xinglang's Jun Yan who deliberately pretended to be “low-key”, and slightly moved his lips.
”Don't drink for a while ... I pried your mouth!”
When Wu Song came in, Feng Xinglang was drinking Cong Gang's remaining vegetable soup.
It's the kind to drink!
Looking at Feng Xinglang who was gurgling and drinking vegetable soup, Wu Song forgot to say hello to Cong Gang.
Putting down the soup pot, Feng Xinglang met Wu Song and stared directly at him. Judging from the restless look of Wu Song, should he be the owner of this castle?
Vaguely, Feng Xinglang felt like he had seen Wu Song somewhere.
It ’s not like ... I ’ve definitely seen it!
When Wu Song came in, Cong Gang didn't get up. He was still calmly eating the apple pieces in the fruit plate.
”We ... have you?” Feng Xinglang stood up to meet him.
Wu Song originally wanted to hug Mr. Song Tai who had not seen him for many years;
It may be that he realized that Cong Gang had cleanliness and did not like to have any physical contact with others, so he stopped to embrace Cong Gang's idea, but instead embraced Feng Xinglang.
I also deliberately used a French ceremonial ceremony. The purpose is to show Cong Gang.
Feng Xinglang has always been informal. Now asking for others, of course he is more enthusiastic and respectful.
”Mr. Feng doesn't forget things! Good eyesight!” Wu Song said lightly.
”How do you call you?” Gen. Feng Xinglang asked.
”My surname is Wu, you can call me Wu Song directly.” Wu Song subconsciously glanced at Cong eating fruit.
”Mr. Wu Song, has my son Feng Lin Nuo come to disturb you?” Feng Xinglang asked directly.
Because Cong just mentioned to him: someone has been sent to Munich to meet the eldest son Feng Linnuo.
”Can't bother ... make the son handsome and romantic ... very self-conscious!”
Wu Zong's praise, I am afraid it took a lot of brain cells.
A sentence of ‘very own thought’, I ’m afraid what I want to express is: how uncontrollable and wanton your son is.
”Troublesome Mr. Wu Song!”
Feng Xinglang certainly understood the meaning of Wu Song, ”Where is Feng Lin Nuo now?”
Before answering, Wu Song glanced again at Cong Gang; Cong Gang ate the other fruits in the fruit plate, leaving only one of them, mango!
Seeing Cong Gang's silence is gold, Wu Song responded quietly: ”Last night, there was a dinner in the Melton Castle ... so that my son missed his girlfriend, so I took him into the Melton Castle!”
”What? Feng Lin Nuo went to Melton Castle?”
Feng Xinglang asked in amazement, ”What about others? Wouldn't he still be in the castle now?”
”After the son sees his girlfriend, he can't move ... I can't help!” Wu Song muttered softly.
”That is to say, Feng Linnuo is alone in the Melton Castle?” Feng Xinglang became nervous immediately.
”I think his girlfriend should take good care of him! After all, the son is also the father of her child! As the saying goes: One day, a couple hundred days!”
Wu Song has been looking at Cong Gang. Seeing that Cong hadn't given him any instructions, he said nothing.
”Bugs, we need to find a way into Melton Castle ... the sooner the better!”
Feng Xinglang turned and hurried to Cong Gang.
Worm ... bug?
”Cough ...” Wu Song couldn't help but coughed twice.
Seriously, Feng Xinglang's 'worm' heard his goosebumps rise.
But it didn't feel harsh at all, it was like a call between close and close friends.
”What's the hurry ... maybe your son doesn't want to be disturbed by your dear!” Cong Gang put the mango fruit plate on the table.
”Nonor, act recklessly, and I fear he will offend the Meltons.”
My own son has a better understanding of his temper.
”I don't know what arrangements Mr. Wu Song has?” Cong Gang asked Wu Song.
Maybe I knew that I couldn't beat Feng Xinglang and wanted Wu Song to arrange the next thing. Presumably Feng Xinglang didn't accept it, he had to accept it.
”...” Let me arrange it? Wu Song is not the kind of person who tries to dominate the Lord.
”In the evening, there was a banquet in the Baton of the Melton family. It seemed to be a banquet for the Mogen consortium.”
Wu Song said unhurriedly, ”If the two want to go, I can introduce you!”
”Then you have Mr. Wu Wusong!” Feng Xinglang thanked.
”No thanks. Let's take a break first. I'll ask two when the time comes!” Wu Song glanced at the remaining fruit plate that Cong just ate, ”Mr. Song Tai didn't like to eat mango ... I was negligent!”