Chapter 1957

Just to make their family hate him?!

As he went downstairs, Feng Xinglang saw his eldest son waiting at the door of his room. The little guy should have heard something.

"My father..." The little guy gave a cry, but didn't say much.

But at this moment, silence is better than sound. Feng Xinglang understood what his son had failed to say.

Feng Xinglang came forward and hugged his dejected eldest son tightly in his arms. "I'm sorry to trouble you with Mommy! But believe in your father, he will deal with all this! "

The little guy nodded and raised his tearful eyes: "Dad, you tell the caterpillar: no matter what happens, I won't hate him! Although I hope the caterpillar and my adoptive father can be well

……

This trip to Qibei mountain city, Feng Xinglang had to come!

When I don't come over, I feel a little strange: it's not like repressing anger, but I feel very relaxed!

Of course, if necessary, it is necessary to ask for punishment! At least we have to maintain his inviolable dignity as the president!

Also, is the wife that a few drops of sad tears, also can't flow in vain!

He made his wife and children so miserable that he should be repaired well!

When Feng Xinglang arrived at CongGang's residence, it was already dark.

Unexpected is: Villa downstairs living room door is open, but did not see Weikang them! Only in the sunshine room on the third floor is the weak light, which is more like the light for guiding Feng Xinglang.

Cong Gang must be here. And waiting for Feng Xinglang in the sunshine room on the third floor! He should have known that Feng Xinglang would come!

But what does he mean by sending away Wei Kang? You're not afraid of ghosts coming into the house to talk about life?

Even Feng Xinglang, who didn't believe in ghosts and gods, was tense when he walked into the dark villa, not to mention the ordinary people. A little bit of wind and grass, it feels like a dark wind.

In the sunshine room on the third floor, Cong Gang sat alone on a cane chair. Staring at the dark blue sky.

When there is sunshine, the sunshine room is still a little alive, but in the dark, it is very strange and gloomy.

A gun was placed on the simple table beside the cane chair.

Lang should have left it for him to use.

When he approached, Feng Xinglang found Cong gang was still holding a bowl of porridge in his hand. The kind of white porridge, which is very meagre, has no appetite at first sight. Anyway, Feng Xinglang would never take the initiative to eat this kind of food.

"In the evening, you really live in the tomb of the dead!"

Feng Xinglang sat down on the cane chair beside Cong Gang, stretched his limbs lazily, and then lay down comfortably with his hands on his back, very leisurely.

"Are you here to escape me? Or to destroy me? " Cong Gang's voice was hoarse.

How unfriendly to listen to the tense opening remarks!

It seems that, as Feng Xinglang expected: this guy's careless words to himself should be the listener's intention!

"Can you talk well?" Feng Xinglang's lazy hum. In the dark, he heard the sound of the spoon touching the wall of the bowl; Cong Gang sent the pale porridge in the spoon to his mouth, which made people feel sad. I feel that his life is like this white porridge, and there seems to be no other colorful things!

"I'll choose for you! There is a gun on the table. Use it to kill me Just in time

Cong Gang looked at the endless dark night, "don't worry, Wei Kang, they won't pursue my life and death!"

Feng Xinglang sneered and gouged out Cong Gang, "since you want to die so much, why don't you shoot yourself in the head? Is it necessary for me to get dirty? "

"If you don't get dirty, Cobain will get dirty!" Cong Gang answers lightly.

"What do you mean? Do you want Cobain to go to miehetun? " Feng Xinglang asked.

"Well, yes." Cong Gang deserves to be calm.

To be honest, Cong Gang's way of speaking really makes people angry!

It's like: he's in control of all this! At his disposal!

"Hairy bug, if you want Coben to kill Hetun, go straight to kill it!"

Feng Xinglang still maintained a lazy lying posture, "there's no need to discuss it with me!"

"I'm not talking to you! It's tormenting the heart of your filial son! " Cong Gang's gentle hum.

Feng Xinglang didn't answer, just staring at CongGang, who was wrapped up in the dark night.

I'm afraid that what he really wants to suffer from is not his fengxinglang

"This porridge is too meagre. Do you have any other ingredients in your kitchen? Go and make something nutritious for you

Feng Xinglang sat up and began to roll his sleeves.What kind of chat is this? Jump is also too outrageous!

"Why, do you want to cook for me?" Cong Gang hummed.

"Are you afraid that I will poison you?" Feng Xinglang asked.

“…… I'm just worried about what you do It's worse than poison

To tell you the truth Quite accurate!

"Please get me something to eat! I'm still hungry! It doesn't matter to poison, as long as you can fill your stomach! By the way, the vegetarian food is for your health, and the meat food is for me! "

This topic is going to Mars!

"Feng Xinglang, please be serious!" CongGang's lips are slightly drawn.

"Cong Gang, can't you understand me? I'm really tired of making money! Go back and coax the crying wife and children! "

Feng Xinglang grabbed Cong Gang's bowl of porridge and put it heavily on the small table. Then he began to pour out all kinds of dissatisfaction: "you say you are such a big man, what are you doing with it?"?! If you want to work in Hetun, just do it. I really don't need to know! Worm, can't you think about me?! I'm really tired, you know? Don't you love me a little bit

Cong Gang's lips moved a few times. "I'm not your father Go to your father and hurt you

"I knew you were so hard hearted that I should have strangled you! What are you doing to get it back? "

Maybe he was too much to say and hungry. Feng Xinglang drank most of the porridge in the porridge bowl. "Love, I have snow fall; family, I have three children! How can you expect some friendship from CongGang? How can it be so difficult?! Now you don't care for me at all, let alone understand me! You said that I worked so hard to earn so much money, in addition to supporting my wife and children, I just want to brag in front of you, to make you look up to me, to worship me, to admire me, to follow me?! Even my son can share with you CongGang. What else do you want to do? Your conscience won't hurt if you disturb me so much! "

The more he said that Feng Xinglang's resentment was deeper, "do you really want me to be like a beggar, and expect you to give me some poor friendship?" CongGang is really speechless! Because his whole heart has been sealed line Lang said pain!