Chapter 2369: I am only your uncle

Jiang Jiu was not fragile, she just wanted to ask her mother for pity for Feng Linnuo in such a gentle way.

Unfortunately, the mother is still so hardhearted.

"Nicole, you let Feng Lin Nuo ... that means you and your daughter are suffering!"

Mother Alia sighed meaningfully, then stood up and left accurately.

"Mother, do you want me to repeat your mistakes?" Jiang Jiuping asked quietly.

"Only when you get to my situation can you feel my suffering!"

Alia smiled slightly, "Yes, remember to spray more perfume! Don't let John smell the milky smell on your body! But no man likes to raise children for other men!"

After his mother left, Jiang Jiu remained silent in the hall for a long time.

She suddenly thought of Feng Linnuo's mother: a loving mother.

Thinking of her separation from her son, Feng Linnuo's ardent words:

[Child ... child! You can't go! My grandma kisses me, but I ca n’t kiss you ]

[Child, if you have any difficulties, just tell my mother-in-law ... Feng Lin Nuo's father, Feng Lin Nuo's grandfather, they will help you! ]

Seriously, even if it doesn't help you, it will be enough to warm one's atrium!

To say that Jiang Jiu didn't want Feng Lin Nuo, it was fake.

She also hopes that there will be a Prince Charming in her life that can save herself and her daughter.

She didn't miss her daughter and son for a moment, she wanted the pair of dragon and phoenix to return to her side.

At her mother's tone, Feng Linnuo should have fallen into her hands.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Jiu called the elder brother Fein again. But Brother's phone has been left unanswered.

It wasn't until the elder brother Felix came in to urge him that Jiang Jiu came out of the hall sadly.

...

To the train station to meet Cong Gang and Feng Xinglang was a German native.

He murmured a few words of German with Cong, and then packed their suitcases into the trunk of the off-road vehicle.

"Who is he? What did you tell him?"

Feng Xinglang asked casually. When Cong Gang got into the car, he followed him.

As soon as Cong was here, Feng Xinglang had little alertness to strangers. Because he trusted Cong Gang.

"Where are we going?"

Cong Gang's failure to answer did not prevent Feng Xinglang from continuing to question him.

"Go to a friend's house first, take a bath and eat something." Cong Gang answered Feng Xinglang.

"Your friend? What friend? Will not be a girlfriend?"

Feng Xinglang's questioning was beyond words.

Cong Gang gave Feng Xinglang a faint glance. "Going to someone else's house, please trouble me with a low profile! Want to be an uncle, go back to Shencheng again!"

Feng Xinglang gave a thin lip, "I'm your uncle!"

"..." Cong Gang's mouth squirmed slightly, and he didn't answer.

The German strong man led Cong Gang and Feng Xinglang into a row of fortress palaces integrating Baroque gardens and Rococo palaces. French architectural style, feels luxurious and dreamy.

The owner of the fort palace is probably not at home. A steward-like man led them directly into the bedroom.

The housekeeper always respected Cong Gang, but nodded politely to Feng Xinglang.

"This guy should be treating you as a boss ... what's the look?"

Feng Xinglang expressed doubts about the housekeeper's eyesight. In his opinion: it is quite obvious who he and Cong Gang are masters and servants.

"He looked in my face, so he took you here for a rest!"

Cong Gang's eyes narrowed Feng Xinglang's glance. "Out of Shencheng, leaving your father's wings, you Feng Xinglang will be nothing!"

Cong Gang has a clean habit. After closing the bedroom door, he opened the box to find the changed clothes, bathed and changed.

Until Cong Gang cleaned himself and walked out of the bathroom; Feng Xinglang was still immersed in Cong Gang's phrase, "You Feng Xing Lang will be nothing."

"You don't wash it?" Cong Gang frowned.

Feng Xinglang slanted Cong Gang's eyes and said, "I haven't had any sickness, why should I wash?"

In this tone, with a clear emotion.

"When are we going to see Bazel?" Feng Xinglang asked tightly.

"Wait until the owner of this castle comes back! In your capacity as President Feng, if there is no one to introduce you, it will be more expensive!"

After bathing and changing, Cong Gang was refreshing and resolute.

Cold, Feng Xinglang suddenly probed his hand and struck Cong Gang's chin, looked closer and looked closely.

"Caterpillars, all these years ... Why don't you see how old you are?"

Cong Gang is really old: no matter how he looks or looks.

"No way, living conditions are not as good as those of President Feng!"

Cong Gang tapped on Feng Xinglang's slightly convex belly like a watermelon. "You're full of belly, how much identity and status!"

"..." After being shot by Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang took a conditioned breath and took his stomach back.

It's fair to say that Feng Xinglang's figure is still so, as a middle-aged man, it is already pretty good.

But compared to Cong Gang ... still a little greasy!

The butler brought in a light mushroom and vegetable soup and some fruit platter.

Feng Xinglang is hungry. But even if he was hungry, he didn't want to drink the bowl of clear soup and waterless mushroom and vegetable soup. Just picked a few pieces of mango from the fruit platter and ate.

"Mr. Steward, is there meat? Bacon? Sausages or something?"

Feng Xinglang speaks English, and the guy who is a housekeeper in such a tall castle should probably understand it.

"This is for Mr. Song Tai." After the words were over, the housekeeper exited the bedroom.

To Mr. Song Tai? What do you mean? Isn't this even prepared for him?

"Stay! I'll get you some food!"

Cong just got up and walked towards the bedroom door. Feng Xinglang clutched his wrist.

"Forget it, I'll just drink the rest of the vegetable soup!"

Cong Gang looked down at Feng Xinglang's Jun Yan who deliberately pretended to be “low-key”, and slightly moved his lips.

"Don't drink for a while ... I pried your mouth!"

When Wu Song came in, Feng Xinglang was drinking Cong Gang's remaining vegetable soup.

It's the kind to drink!

Looking at Feng Xinglang who was gurgling and drinking vegetable soup, Wu Song forgot to say hello to Cong Gang.

Putting down the soup pot, Feng Xinglang met Wu Song and stared directly at him. Judging from the restless look of Wu Song, should he be the owner of this castle?

Vaguely, Feng Xinglang felt like he had seen Wu Song somewhere.

It ’s not like ... I ’ve definitely seen it!

When Wu Song came in, Cong Gang didn't get up. He was still calmly eating the apple pieces in the fruit plate.

"We ... have you?" Feng Xinglang stood up to meet him.

Wu Song originally wanted to hug Mr. Song Tai who had not seen him for many years;

It may be that he realized that Cong Gang had cleanliness and did not like to have any physical contact with others, so he stopped to embrace Cong Gang's idea, but instead embraced Feng Xinglang.

I also deliberately used a French ceremonial ceremony. The purpose is to show Cong Gang.

Feng Xinglang has always been informal. Now asking for others, of course he is more enthusiastic and respectful.

"Mr. Feng doesn't forget things! Good eyesight!" Wu Song said lightly.

"How do you call you?" Gen. Feng Xinglang asked.

"My surname is Wu, you can call me Wu Song directly." Wu Song subconsciously glanced at Cong eating fruit.

"Mr. Wu Song, has my son Feng Lin Nuo come to disturb you?" Feng Xinglang asked directly.

Because Cong just mentioned to him: someone has been sent to Munich to meet the eldest son Feng Linnuo.

"Can't bother ... make the son handsome and romantic ... very self-conscious!"

Wu Zong's praise, I am afraid it took a lot of brain cells.

A sentence of ‘very own thought’, I ’m afraid what I want to express is: how uncontrollable and wanton your son is.

"Troublesome Mr. Wu Song!"

Feng Xinglang certainly understood the meaning of Wu Song, "Where is Feng Lin Nuo now?"

Before answering, Wu Song glanced again at Cong Gang; Cong Gang ate the other fruits in the fruit plate, leaving only one of them, mango!

Seeing Cong Gang's silence is gold, Wu Song responded quietly: "Last night, there was a dinner in the Melton Castle ... so that my son missed his girlfriend, so I took him into the Melton Castle!"

"What? Feng Lin Nuo went to Melton Castle?"

Feng Xinglang asked in amazement, "What about others? Wouldn't he still be in the castle now?"

"After the son sees his girlfriend, he can't move ... I can't help!" Wu Song muttered softly.

"That is to say, Feng Linnuo is alone in the Melton Castle?" Feng Xinglang became nervous immediately.

"I think his girlfriend should take good care of him! After all, the son is also the father of her child! As the saying goes: One day, a couple hundred days!"

Wu Song has been looking at Cong Gang. Seeing that Cong hadn't given him any instructions, he said nothing.

"Bugs, we need to find a way into Melton Castle ... the sooner the better!"

Feng Xinglang turned and hurried to Cong Gang.

Worm ... bug?

"Cough ..." Wu Song couldn't help but coughed twice.

Seriously, Feng Xinglang's 'worm' heard his goosebumps rise.

But it didn't feel harsh at all, it was like a call between close and close friends.

"What's the hurry ... maybe your son doesn't want to be disturbed by your dear!" Cong Gang put the mango fruit plate on the table.

"Nonor, act recklessly, and I fear he will offend the Meltons."

My own son has a better understanding of his temper.

"I don't know what arrangements Mr. Wu Song has?" Cong Gang asked Wu Song.

Maybe I knew that I couldn't beat Feng Xinglang and wanted Wu Song to arrange the next thing. Presumably Feng Xinglang didn't accept it, he had to accept it.

"..." Let me arrange it? Wu Song is not the kind of person who tries to dominate the Lord.

"In the evening, there was a banquet in the Baton of the Melton family. It seemed to be a banquet for the Mogen consortium."

Wu Song said unhurriedly, "If the two want to go, I can introduce you!"

"Then you have Mr. Wu Wusong!" Feng Xinglang thanked.

"No thanks. Let's take a break first. I'll ask two when the time comes!" Wu Song glanced at the remaining fruit plate that Cong just ate, "Mr. Song Tai didn't like to eat mango ... I was negligent!"