Chapter 2421: Feng Xinglangs guarantee (1/2)
”An'an, you are really your father's good daughter ... you are your father's pride and pride!”
Feng Xinglang leaned over his hand and gently stroked Cong An'an's soft and long hair with a loving smile.
”Little Worm Dad, then you promise me not to drag my dad down again, okay?”
In Cong An'an's view, what seems soft to Feng Xinglang is more effective than hard. Coupled with his starry eyes, Feng Xinglang's degree of guilt can be further enhanced.
”OK! Dangerous work in the future ... I won't find your father's land! Return An'an's father's land to An'an!”
Looking at Cong An'an's poor appearance, Feng Xinglang finally compromised.
”Thank you Little Worm Dad!” An An Wen thanked.
Looking at Cong An'an, who buried her head and started eating children's meals, Feng Xinglang's eyes became deeper: at this moment he suddenly realized that Cong Gang was no longer his personal belongings! I am about to lose him!
When he saw Cong Anan's youngest son eating the virgin fruit from his dinner plate, Feng Xinglang felt a lot of emotions: This boy is full of Cong Anan!
Cong An'an, who lost her daddy temporarily at this moment, may be sad; but she is happy again.
Because she has Feng Zhe always accompany her in every possible way! Grow together and witness the beauty of this world together!
Feng Xinglang was thinking: After he got Cong Gang out of the Melton Castle this time, let him be free!
Even if he had owed his life once, it should be over!
”An'an, do you think the little bug father is particularly bad?” Feng Xinglang asked with a smile.
Cong An'an looked up at Feng Xinglang and nodded slightly: ”In An An's mind: all the people who bully my father are bad people!”
”Let's ... after I have taken your dad out of the Melton Castle this time ... I'll let him be free! Where your father and daughter want to live, live where you want to be! I will not interfere any more! ”
Feng Xinglang said lightly. Feeling panicked, he quickly ate a steak and squeezed it.
”Then you have to talk!”
An An Cong immediately took out the pen and paper from the convenience bag. ”Little Worm Father, write down what you just said! Sign another word!”
Watching Cong An'an seriously, Feng Xinglang pursed her thin lips and took a deep breath before taking the paper and pen from her hand.
I just wrote a pen, but didn't know what to write to appease Cong An'an who was afraid of losing his father.
”Why not write? Do you regret it? Your adults have to talk!” Cong An'an urged and urged him.
”Then how do you want me to write?” Feng Xinglang asked Cong Anan urging himself.
”Just write my dad owes you your life and write it off! From now on, you are not allowed to come to my dad to work for you and your family!”
An An Cong deliberately mentioned what Daddy had mentioned about the death of Feng Xinglang. Moreover, Feng Xinglang must be written in the guarantee.
”Let ’s do this, for me, you write! Sign your name and time when you are done!”
Seeing Feng Xinglang's unwillingness to write, Cong An'an was anxious.
”Okay, you say, I write!”
Feng Xinglang smiled helplessly. He really did not expect that one day he would be forced to write a guarantee by a twelve-year-old girl! ”Guarantee! I personally guarantee that I will not bother and affect Mr. Cong Gang in the future. Mr. Cong Gang will no longer owe me a life from now on, so he can be free! He can live happily with his daughter It's hereby guaranteed
certificate! Guarantor: Feng Xinglang! Write the time too! ”
Feng Xinglang wrote the guarantee according to Cong An'an's intention. And signed his name and time.
”Princess An'an, please look at it yourself, and see if I can write it?”
Feng Xinglang gave the written guarantee to Cong Anan with a smile.
Cong An'an read it again and felt quite satisfied. Then he folded it carefully and put it in his own pocket.
”Little Worm Father, I'll forgive you for your good attitude in admitting a mistake. But the premise is that my father must be safe! Otherwise, I will destroy your family!”
Cong Anan's view of right and wrong is so straightforward and not dragged. Hate is hate, and you won't let him off because of a little remorse!
”Let's not kill me ... the little worm grew up with your childhood friend ... you really want to kill him?” Feng Xinglang asked tentatively.
He wanted to find out: his little son, who licked his face and **** with Cong An'an, had a place in Cong An's mind. Or, is there any weight?
”If my dad gets hurt or something happens, he will be the first one to kill me!” Cong An'an made a rage.
”...” Seriously, Feng Xinglang really felt cold for the younger son at this moment: The little princess held by the younger son in the palm of his hand threatened to destroy him first? How can you not feel cold?
”An An ... why are you as stingy as your dad?”
Feng Xinglang said with an eyebrow, ”It's not good for girls to be so suffocated ... don't like young boys!”
”I don't need little boys to like me! I just like my dad!” Cong Anan said disdainfully.
”Small bugs, like An An, also like big bugs.” Feng Zongzu said dog-like.
This unlucky, unlucky child is flattering Cong Anan!