Chapter 2691: Remember to be grateful to me (2/2)

”Thank you, Mr. Feng, for your food! The little ones are grateful!” Cong Gang Wenwen answered.

”Well, just be grateful!”

Feng Xinglang came over and stroked Cong Gang's head, ”You said that if you are so old, if you can't find work to do, you won't be able to reflect the value of your own existence, and you will be easily depressed...”

”Mr Feng said it very well! I am very grateful to Mr. Feng for giving me such an opportunity. I will take it well!”

Cong Gang said very cooperatively.

”Well, good! Just know that I treat you well!”

Before leaving the car, Feng Xinglang leaned forward and pecked on Cong Gang's forehead, ”I am your reborn parent! Always be grateful for me!”

”Listen to Mr. Feng's teachings!”

Cong Gang answered quietly. He is used to such arrogance as Feng Xinglang.

In other words, Feng Xinglang's arrogance was also used to him by Cong Gang.

After pulling Cong Gang's face a few more times, Feng Xinglang got out of the car.

Immediately, the business car left quickly.

Feng Xinglang: ”...” I went, I didn't stand still when I got off the car, but this dead bug slipped away? !

It seems that his teachings to him have not yet made him deeply comprehend! !

As soon as he entered the villa, Feng Xinglang saw a cute little brain ax wriggling towards him;

”Xiaomi Mi... come here and let Grandpa hug!”

Feng Xinglang hugged the cute little cutie and kissed him several times.

Xiaomi was forced to be kissed, and still behaved.

”What are you wearing today? A tiger costume? Well, cute!”

Feng Xinglang favored the little granddaughter's cerebellar axe, ”Call Grandpa... the sweetest one!”

”Grandpa...good grandpa! The most handsome good grandpa!”

Xiaomi hugged Feng Xinglang's face so cutely, and kissed sweetly, ”Grandpa is so good...Grandpa is so good, so good!”

”Um... um... um! It's sweet to grandpa! Grandpa loves my Mi Mi!”

Feng Xinglang's heart was almost sweetened by the little things in his arms. Kissed again several times.

”Daddy... good daddy! The most handsome good daddy! I have to kiss him too!”

Feng Linnuo pouted and came forward to beg him, but Feng Xinglang slapped him in the face, then pushed away in disgust.

”Dad, what are you doing to me? I'm your son!”

When Feng Linnuo saw that his father, Feng Xinglang, was in a good mood, he teased something smoothly.

The purpose is clear: He wants to persuade his father Feng Xinglang to go to Merton Biotech for further brain treatment.

”What about the real one? Go cool while you are!”

After Feng Xinglang made a resentment, he hugged the little granddaughter in his arms and kissed him several times.

But Feng Linnuo knows how much his father Feng Xinglang loves himself!

”Xinglang, didn't you ask Shang Conggang to come back for dinner? Xiao Chong and An An are not there, how lonely he is by himself!”

When Lin Xueluo saw that there was no one behind her husband, she complained habitually.

”I deliberately didn't let him come over! Dare to scowl with my woman, I dug out his dog's eyes!”

Feng Xinglang said coldly, ”The bodyguard must look like a bodyguard! The master is the master, the servant is not the servant! You can't cross the boundary!”

”Daddy, if it weren't for my foster father to pay a billion in commissions every year, do you think my Uncle Mao Cong would be your bodyguard? It would be nice if he didn't gouge your eyes!”

Feng Linnuo really thinks that his father's Feng Xinglang pretends to be big!

Feng Xinglang knew about the fact that Hetun paid Cong Gang a billion in commissions every year.

He didn't raise any objections, he just assumed that Cong Gang went to Kenghetun for the billion!

What else? Can't force Cong Gang to fight with Hetun? !

A problem solved with only money is perfect for Hetun!

And it is estimated that Hetun will not live for a few years! It's worth spending money to continue your life!

”Your father, the older you are, the more you can pretend! You have the same virtue as your foster father, Hetun, and you have to face and suffer! It really hurts your uncle caterpillar, and you have to bend yourself to be your father and bodyguard!

Lin Xueluo scoffed sharply.

Feng Xinglang didn't get annoyed, playing with the small brain axe in his arms.

”Xiaomi Mi, do you miss your handsome grandpa at home?”

Xiaomi Mi hugged Feng Xinglang's cheek and kissed her and said, ”Xiaomi Mi misses grandpa...Xiaomi Mi misses uncle...”

”Missing uncle? Which uncle do you miss?”

Feng Xinglang asked calmly.

”Think... Uncle Fern... Uncle Di Luca... Uncle Felix...”

The little cute milk counts his little fingers.

”Mimi misses uncle... I can let the uncles come to the house as guests!”

Feng Xinglang softly proposed. It is impossible to take his son and grandchildren back to Melton!

”Uncle's legs hurt again... I have to use a wheelchair... I can't come!”

Little cutie said sweetly, ”Xiaomi Mi wants to go home to see my uncle!”

In a wheelchair? Ha ha! How about playing a bitter trick with him in Feng Xinglang?

I was able to walk upright a few years ago. Why did I suddenly start to use a wheelchair again? Is it a bit too much?