Chapter 2167: Uppercase

This inadvertent remark by Xing Twelve made Feng Xinglang frown.

So he asked Xiang Hetun, who was already sitting on the sofa and smiling at Xing Shiren, teasing his little grandson, "What are you doing?"

"Dad came to see you, and also to see the worms ... This kid is so funny! No wonder the old twelve like him so much!"

Seeing his son and his sons and daughters, Hetun was also full of joy.

"Just to see how simple it is for me and the worm?"

Feng Xinglang, who had not fully recovered his strength, sat down opposite Hetun.

"Aaron, if you have any financial difficulties in the future, just tell your dad ... Dad's, it's yours!" Hetun is quite generous to his son. It was almost responsive.

What financial difficulties?

Feng Xinglang seemed to understand, and asked his eyes lightly: "The four hundred million extra on the company account ... Isn't it your big deal?"

"Prince Xing, don't pretend to be there! There are no outsiders here!" Seeing that Prince Xing was still in a humble circle, Xing Shiliang couldn't listen any more. And by the way, my righteous father has a lot of money ... Prince Xing, do you need more than that? Anyway, I

The righteous father is just such a biological son, not all his money is left to you! "

Feng Xinglang understood these words of Xing Shiliang! It seems that a lot of things should have happened during his drowsiness.

Think of the phrase ‘this little thing dare to kidnap his own dad to sell money’ before Xing Twelve, and Feng Xinglang knew exactly who did it!

Someone really works hard! They helped him to prepare the 100,000 year-end awards for his employees!

Nothing more than kidnapping him to blackmail Hetun 400 million! And the old confused Hetun readily agreed!

And he only acted as a prop in it!

Cong Gang's tricks have been tried again and again!

"Prince Xing, you really don't need to die in front of my righteous father and live in guilt ... why?" Xing Twelve muttered again.

"Twelve! Don't say that, Alan! Shut your mouth and stand while you go!" Xing Shiren closed his mouth under the scolding of Hetun.

"..." Cong Gang, Cong Gang, how is your mother going to heaven? How dare you play Lao Tzu again? !!

The cell phone rang shortly after turning on the phone and stopped Feng Xinglang's secret insult to Cong Gang. The snow fell from the phone.

"Xinglang, where are you? Hetun went to the company to find you! Did you meet him?" Xueluo in his mobile phone hurriedly asked.

"Well, sit opposite me!"

After Feng Xinglang Chaohetun glanced, he looked at his younger son, "Zongzhe, come and answer your mum's phone."

"Ah? The bug is here too?" Xue Luo was quite surprised.

"Mummy ... Mummy, Twelve are so annoying ..." The little boy rushed towards his dad immediately.

"Twelve bullied you? Then tell Grandpa Hetun!" Xue Luo reminded his younger son.

"Hetun smiled silly if he didn't cut him ..."

The little guy really wants to cry without tears. Xing Twelve could not be beaten, and he could not run away.

"Hahahaha ..." The youngest son's innocent words made Xueluo laugh and laugh, "Hetun doesn't cut him? Then let dad compare him ..."

"Dad can't beat him ..."

Looking at Xing Shier, approaching himself, the little guy who had nowhere to run was extremely depressed, "Dad is more than meat ... but it's useless!"

"Your dad is more useless than meat? Hahaha ..." Xue Luo laughed again.

The corner of Feng Xinglang's lips trembled calmly: It turned out that in the mind of his youngest son, he was the fleshy and useless dad!

The reason why the little guy would say that his dear is so meaty is because he and Daozong brought his dad to the lounge. It was really hard. My dad's body is really heavy.

"Lin Xueluo, Lin Xueluo ... Give me the bugs, right?" Xing Shiliang hugged Xing Xiaoworm again, trying to escape.

"You want to be beautiful!" Xue Luo certainly would not agree.

"Lin Xueluo, don't be so stingy! You can just have a few more lives with Prince Xing, just send me the bug to raise me!"

Xing Twelve tightened his arms, "That's it, I'll just take the bug away!"

"Don't even think about it! Even if I have a hundred children, I will raise it myself, so I don't have to do it for others!"

There is still a way to deal with Xing Twelve. "Again, will you pass the level of your righteous father? Will he agree to give you his own grandson to support you?"

"Then I'll take it back to Repulse Bay for a few days, and I'll send it back to you, head office?" Xing Shierfang said nothing and let go of the little thing in his arms.

"I don't agree! Discuss it with your family, Prince Xing!"

Xueluo knew that on the basis of her husband's hot temper, Xun Zun would eat tadpoles.

"Twelve, don't make fun! Come on, give me!"

Feng Xinglang walked over and hugged Xia Shier's disgusted look from his arms.

"I said, Prince Xing, you have babies. How can you give me one?" Xing Shierting was lost.

"If you like children, you can give birth by yourself! Why, can't you give birth, or is Wen Qingqing not wanting to have you?"

Feng Xinglang wanted to suppress Xing Twelve.

"How can I not give birth? Of course, Qingqing she wants to have a baby for me! It's just ... just her ... her dad ..."

"Okay, I get it! You write on your head!" Feng Xinglang hummed.

Xing Twelve subconsciously touched his head, "What did I write on my head?"

"Just one word: counsel!"

Feng Xinglang's words directly wilted Xing Shierzhuang.

Hetun appreciated his son's wisdom. And there is considerable relaxation. This advantage really does not follow him, it should be with his mother.

"Aaron, if your mother has a spirit in heaven, if I see you so good ... I'm sure it will be a relief!"

Inadvertently, Hetun thought of the woman named Su He again. In order to protect him and her children, he suffered so many grievances and tribulations.

Feng Xinglang gave a slight glance at Hetun, "I have to work! The four hundred million ... I borrow it first!"

Some things are inconvenient to talk to Hetun. Feng Xinglang chose to acquiesce to Hetun by default.

Perhaps this is what Cong just considered!

"Stupid boy, what else do you want to borrow? Do n’t borrow it! In the future, if you have any problem with the capital flow, just tell your father! There is nothing to be embarrassed about! Dad is your backer!"

Hetun is happy to help his son.

"Twelve, send your righteous father back to rest! Send Nono back to Feng's house before dinner, and say his mummy missed him!"

"You have to say it! Your eldest son can hold it!"

Xing Shiliang is still touching his own brain. It seems that I want to come up with the word "suggest".

"As long as you bring my original words, he will return." Feng Xinglang said softly.

After Hetun and Xing Twelve left, the little guy nestled in the arms of his dad moved to the ground.

"Daddy, you work. Little bugs don't make you noise."

The little guy just nestled in the arms of his dad, just to stop Xing Shiliang from taking him to Repulse Bay.

"Bug ..."

Feng Xinglang held the younger son on his lap again. "Dad discusses something with you."

The little man nodded, staring at his father with clear eyes, waiting for his next.

"We just said: you are the biological child of your dad and mommy ... your dad and mommy are inseparable from you! Especially you are so young! But ..." Feng Xinglang sighed slightly Furious, "But Xiaozhe likes Dazhuzhe, and is very happy with Dazhuzhe ... So my dad decided: From Monday to Friday, my dad will send you to study with Dazhuzhe himself, and then every night Pick you home and reunite with your family! On Saturdays, Sundays, and holidays, as long as there is a family activity, you must participate! Because you are a member of the family, and the worms must not have any negative emotions! Daddy meeting

Give you three days to think about it! "

As a dad, Feng Xinglang can make such a concession, that is, a child who really loves himself.

Such a decision is actually not difficult; if the kid is in a kindergarten, so is the schedule.

Just think of Cong Gang there as a private school!

"Little bug agrees!" The little guy raised his hands. "It's decided so quickly? Now that you have promised your dad, you must not show your negative emotions on Saturdays, Sundays, or holidays! The so-called negative emotions are ... you lie on your face in front of the window. Waiting for a big bug; or

When someone asks you something, you just nod or shake your head, sad and depressed! You have to be happily integrated into our extended family. Can you do it? "

"Little bugs can do it." The little guy nodded seriously.

"Then we pull the hook!"

Feng Xinglang held out his little finger and decided to have a childish ceremony with the younger son.

"But ... but ..."

The little guy picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and sent it to his dad, "Daddy, you call Big Bugs ... Big Bugs only need to agree!"

Because Cong had just told him before leaving: obediently live with my dad and mommy! No more waiting for him!

"But that caterpillar's phone doesn't work ..." Feng Xinglang Meiyu stunned.

"Dad try it than you!" The little guy used the expectant look again.

"Okay, that dad try!"

For the younger son's expected look, Feng Xinglang decided to call the mobile phone number that Cong Gang had used before. But did not expect to really dial through.

Does this dog thing want to answer someone's phone call? !!

Who gave him the courage to pull him to heaven?

The call was answered after two seconds of ringing. OK, count him! He's cruel enough!

"I'm Feng Xinglang ..." Very vulgar opening.

"Well, I heard it." The voice coming from the phone was faint.

As a result, the ear-sealed worms stretched out. Even if it's just Cong Gang's bland voice.

"I want to apologize to you: I shouldn't have stripped you out ... and left it ..."

Overall, Feng Xinglang is still low profile. And kind of sincere. It was really difficult for him to apologize to Cong Gang. "Cough ..." Cong Gang's soft cough came from the phone. "I accept your apology!"