Chapter 2430: me! I die!

Alia at the time, naturally did not want to stay Fengxinglang.

Because how you feel and feel that Feng Xinglang doesn't look like a good person!

Even if she wants to stay, she will only keep her sister and Song Tai's daughter.

But the shameless Feng Xinglang spoke like this. If he was kicked out, wouldn't the eldest son, Fein, sing in all directions!

Now it is the life and death of their mother and son. Alia does not want to add an enemy to her son!

"Since Mr. Feng doesn't think it's rude to abandon Hanshe, I'll let the servant arrange it!"

"Thank you, Madam!"

Feng Xing Langke said. Then he looked at Wu Song around him, "Mr. Wu Song, if I don't receive the phone call to you tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock, it means that I'm lost in the castle ... then call the police!"

The intention of Feng Xinglang is obvious: to warn Alia not to try to house him free! Otherwise, Wu Song will call the police!

"Mr. Feng please rest assured, I promise you will not get lost in the Melton Castle!"

Aria immediately stated her position. To show her friendly attitude towards Feng Xinglang and her three.

"That's good!" Feng Xinglang murmured.

Wu Song, of course, noticed the departure of Feng Xinglang's younger son. And when the little guy came back, there was light in his eyes. It can be inferred that he should have seen Boss!

Would it mean Boss for Feng Xinglang to stay in the Melton Castle with his two children?

"General Feng, then I will come to see you tomorrow. I hope you will eat, sleep and rest in the castle!"

Wu Song subconsciously touched Feng Zhe's head; but when the palm of his hand was ten centimeters away from his head, the young man instinctively avoided it. And he looked back at him.

This reaction speed is too much than his dad Feng Xinglang Qiang!

"Little bug, take care of Princess An An and your father!" Wu Song said with a smile.

Feng Zongzhu nodded. "See you tomorrow, Mr. Wu Song!"

"..." The kid was called "Little Bug"? So what does he have to do with Song Tai ’s 'big bug'? Isn't it for Feng Xinglang and Song Taisheng? !!

Another possibility flashed in Alia's mind: Is this child born of Song Tai and his wife Feng Xinglang? !! Feng Xinglang is just a bottle cap dad? !! If that's the case, then Fengxinglang is really generous!

Next, Alia asked her servant to arrange a bedroom for Feng Xinglang and his three.

Cong An'an was placed in Jiang Jiu's dormitory; Feng Fengzhe volunteered to live in a nanny. The little licking dog is treated like him, basically he is not saved!

Feng Xinglang was arranged in the room next to the two children.

Among the babysitters, Feng Xinglang saw the youngest son who was making the bed. Suddenly my heart was aching!

The second son of Fengjia is not proper. He must follow the little pepper Cong An'an and be a nanny!

But the little guy is happy!

"Zongzhe ... come here and let Daddy hug!"

Feng Xinglang fished the younger son's thin body, "Why is it so thin ... Did the caterpillar abuse you? Or was it abused by Cong An'an's pretty girl?

"Nothing! Big bugs say that the small bugs develop late ... you can grow tall and grow meat when you are 15 or 6 years old!"

Feng Zongzhe symbolically hugged his father and father Feng Xinglang, and then began to make a busy bed.

Damn caterpillars deceive his son!

"By the way, you just left the seat ... to see the big bug?" Feng Xinglang asked again in a tentative manner.

"No! If the big bug is real, he will definitely come out to meet An An!"

Feng Zongzhe insisted on his promise and would not disclose that he had seen Cong Gang.

"Did you really see Cong Gang?" Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes.

The younger son never lied. Because when he lied, he either flushed or avoided his eyes unnaturally. And the little guy is in the latter state at the moment.

"Everything is gone! The worm is going to make An An bed!"

The little guy was anxious to leave, "Daddy, go back to your room and go to sleep!"

Feng Xinglang decided not to continue to embarrass his younger son who did not want to tell the truth. But he can tell that his younger son was "instructed" by someone!

"I don't know if Cong Gang's guy is alive or dead ... Are there any injuries? Is it serious?"

Feng Xinglang sighed sadly, "Worried my dad can't sleep!"

If you want to play with intelligence and intelligence, only a teenage Feng Zongzhe can't play her dad Feng Xinglang. You should know that Feng Xinglang walked more bridges than his younger son.

So the words of the little ones can be uttered in a few words ...

"Daddy, you don't have to worry too much ... Da Zongzhe is so powerful, he must be alive! He won't be hurt! Daddy, you can safely go back to your room to sleep!"

Sure enough, **** is still old and hot; judging from the little guy's answering method and tone: he not only saw Cong Gang, but he was still alive and uninjured!

In other words, Cong Gang hid in the Melton Castle in a 'ghost' way? !!

Why? Is it mysterious? !! Or the power of Aliya's old woman? !!

"Let's go to bed earlier! You don't have to lick your face to serve Cong An'an's little girl!"

Feng Xinglang sighed, "Zug, you know, no matter whether it is a woman or a girl, she will not be too interested in the prey delivered to her door!"

"The worm is not An'an's prey ... The worm is the guardian of An'an!" The little man retorted.

"..." Feng Xinglang was speechless again. The younger son has been poisoned by Cong Gang's father and daughter too deeply, and there should be no cure!

What patron saint? Obviously Cong An'an's maid!

"That ... you're happy!" Feng Xinglang suppressed the sadness in his heart.

"Daddy, good night!" Feng Zongzhe directly ordered the guest.

Originally I was going to comfort Cong Anan's little girl. Given that the younger son had been so pleased with her, he couldn't afford it!

...

It's late.

In the icy cold wind, Cong Gang was wearing a black sweater, sitting quietly on the roof against the spire.

The Melton Castle is not in the bustling section of Munich, so most of the surrounding scenery is shrouded in darkness. Only the old castle was lit with sporadic lights.

It was Alia who came up the spire. Taking off her gorgeous lady's clothes, Alia, who was lightly going upstairs at this moment, seemed to have a different attitude.

"Here you!" Alia delivered a red apple to Cong Gang just now.

"You know ... I don't like to be disturbed!"

Cong Gang, hiding his face under his cap, was so cold that he could only hear his voice. He didn't reach for the apple in Alia's hand. As for not even tilting his head over.

For people or things that don't matter, Cong Gang has always been so cold.

"Feng Xinglang is here ... and brought your daughter!"

Seeing Cong Gang indifferent was just silence, Alia added: "Your daughter looks like Lia!"

"If I say ... Ann is not related to me ... Do you believe it?"

Cong Gang hurriedly, not in a hurry or in a hurry.

"What? An An wasn't your own one? Impossible! Lia loves you so much ... she would rather die than give birth to another man's child!" Alia hurried.

"Herta should be shooting in these few days ... you still care more about your eldest son!"

Hearing that Cong Gang didn't want to discuss the topic about Lia with Alia. Even his daughter, Cong Anan, did not want to mention it to Alia.

"You promised that I would support Fein! You must not break your word!"

Alia whispered, "And you don't want your daughter to be able to stay in the castle safely, right?"

"Your son has more cities than you ... Unfortunately, he is too kind!"

Cong Gang whispered coldly, "Too kind people generally can't do great things!"

"You are cruel enough to arrive! Did you become a big deal? An An lost her mother ..."

"Shut up!" Cong Gang hissed coldly, "Take care of your own business!"

It seemed to have been condensed by Cong Gang's murderous spirit, and Alia silently obeyed.

"Feng Xinglang threatened: If he doesn't hand you over again, he will call the police to embarrass Fein! Would you like to meet him?" Alia jumped to the topic.

"That's not easy: If he dares to call the police, you can threaten him with his youngest son!" Cong Gang responded.

"Threatening his young son? Oh ..."

Alia sneered, "Do you want me to do the wicked to the end?"

"Alia, your life ... and Diluca's life ... who is more important?" Cong Gang asked blankly.

"Song Thai, what do you mean?" Alia became nervous.

"Herta wants to kill Fein ... but he certainly won't act lightly!"

Cong Gang's voice was cold, "In other words: if he can't see the close relatives of Fein accompanying him, he should not take the risk ... And, I have no patience to continue waiting!"

"I ... I! I'm dead! Di Luca ... He's still a child! He can't die ... He has a bright future! He can't die!"

Alia understands Cong Gang's meaning: In order to lead Herta to throw herself into the net and lose her prestige in front of the family, there must be sacrifice!

Cong Gang turned his head and gave Aria a slight glance, "I want you to live and watch your son die! From the day you asked your daughter to count Linuo, you should think that you will have nothing Good result! "

"Is there any loss in Fengxinglang? Jiu'er gave Feng Linnuo a pair of dragons and phoenixes; Fengxinglang held a dividend and became a grandfather ... I just want revenge!" Aria explained quickly.

"All of these can be forgiven ... only one thing ... you passed!"

Cong Gang snorted, a cool ghost leap, flew down from the roof of the castle, and disappeared into the night.

Alia was in the same place, always thinking about Cong Gang's words: ‘There is only one thing ... you passed’. What is it? !!

Was it locked Feng Lin Nuo in the glass case?

Is it because of hiding Nomie?

Alia subconsciously touched the scar on her cheek: wouldn't it be the injection of a poison to Fengxing Lanza?

But that poison can only overstretch physical energy, stimulate the spirit; it will not endanger life at all! Song Tai wouldn't care about her little son's life because of this? !!