Chapter 2686: Love you, I have the final say 167 (2/2)
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Cong Gang took his daughter An An and did not return to Shanghai, but went to Mexico City.
Cong Gang went to Mexico City and didn't make a special trip to see the 15th cover. Because the front cover of the fifteenth has not yet reached the level where he Cong Gang came to the interview himself.
”Master, you are here.”
Feng Shiv, who was sent out by Cobain to work, hurried back.
”Ok……”
Cong Gang took a sip of the tea that Ke Ben brought, and squinted at Feng Shiv. ”Are you still alive?”
”Sorry, Master... I really didn't know that Lin Wan would come to Mexico City to find me.” Feng Shiv said weakly.
”Didn't you already see her?”
Cong Gang put down the tea cup in his hand and said calmly.
”According to your wishes... I didn't let Lin Wan see me!” Feng Shiv said in a shallow voice.
”Your foster father is so angry.” Cong Gang said quietly.
”My foster father... how is he?” Feng Shiv asked with concern.
”Do you care about your foster father so much?”
Cong Gang asked, ”Why don't you ask about Feng Linwan? Do you want to marry Feng Xinglang's daughter? Or just want to be Feng Xinglang's son?”
This question really hit the nail on the head!
It can be heard that Feng Fifteen is more inclined to be Feng Xinglang's son!
In terms of pedigree, the prerequisite for him to become the son of Feng Xinglang has been prevented;
Then he has only one way to go: to become Feng Xinglang's son-in-law, Chenglong Kuaishou! The same can be called Feng Xinglang's father, not a foster father!
Feng Fifteen was slightly startled: It seems that all his thoughts can't escape the eyes of Master Cong Gang!
”Think of both! It's a pity, I should not be in the eyes of my foster father!”
The fifteenth seal did not hide his careful thoughts. Because in front of Cong Gang, he couldn't hide it.
”As your killer...Of course you can't get into the eyes of your adoptive father! So, you have to learn to wrap yourself!”
Cong Gang lost a bag of papers and said, ”This is an MIT MBA, which may be a bit difficult for you! But Feng Xinglang is short of such people! Your foster father is old, and it's time to have a successor! ”
Seal the fifteenth and take the file bag, ”Thank you, Master.”
Thinking of what, Feng Shivu asked abruptly, ”By the way, master, will you really let the killer kill me?”
”Of course!” Cong Gang definitely answered.
The Fifteenth Seal dropped his head slightly.
”Hetun already knows about you and Lin Wan.”
Cong Gang said quietly, ”Next, he's afraid he won't let you go! You solve it yourself! Don't tear your face, it's not good for anyone!”
”Master who knows.” Feng Shiv said warmly.
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When I returned to Shanghai, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
At the suggestion of the younger son, the father and son rushed directly to Qibei Mountain City.
But it was empty!
”An An... An An... a big bug!”
Only Feng Xiaochong's voice echoed in the empty villa.
”Where did the caterpillar die again?”
Seeing his youngest son who was autistic again, Feng Xinglang was distressed and cursed Cong Gang.
”Big Worm has not come back for three days!”
Feng Xiaochong gave a gloomy cry. It is not difficult to infer some details from the villa.
”I haven't been back in three days? Where did he and An An go?”
Following this, Feng Xinglang took out his cell phone to call Cong Gang. But it has not been able to get through.
”My dear son, are you hungry? Let's go to your uncle's house for a meal!”
Feng Xinglang pulled up his younger son and wanted to leave; but the younger son had no intention of leaving.
”Daddy, let's make the bugs for you!”
Feng Xiaochong said faintly, ”You can call Dachong again.”
Seeing the youngest son skillfully open the refrigerator and skillfully light the fire to cook, Feng Xinglang really feels distressed.
”Little insect, are you here to serve the big insect and An'an like this every day?”
”Yeah! In the past it was usually made by Big Insect... Now Big Insects rarely do it, it's me and An An!”
Feng Xiaochong enjoys the good time cooking for Dachong and An An.
”The bug is getting lazier and lazier!” Feng Xinglang snorted.
”Daddy, you have to be nice to the big worm in the future! Don't be aggressive with him! In fact, the big worm...”
Feng Xiaochong wanted to speak but stopped.
”What happened to the big bug?”
Feng Xinglang snorted and asked, ”Besides, why should I treat him better? He occupied my son as a child laborer to serve the father and daughter... I didn't kill him and he was kind enough!”
Feng Xiaochong asked abruptly: ”Daddy, if the big insect died now... would you be sad?” ”...My dear son, are you cursing him?” Feng Xinglang hummed.