Chapter 2800： I must not have anything more important than me

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes to look at Cong Gang, and then asked coldly:

"With whom?"

Cong Gang stared at Feng Xinglang deeply, then turned to look at the dark night sky.

"Originally... yes! But now, I should go alone!"

Feng Xing gave Cong Gang a sideways glance, and did not continue to question.

His daughter Lin Wan's wedding is just now, and he has no thoughts and mood to deal with Cong Gang's bad things!

"Get out! The farther you go, the better! I won't be upset when I see you!"

The distracted Feng Xinglang, when he re-exported, it was these words that were bitterly cold.

Cong Gang did not answer, he knew Feng Xinglang was in a bad mood at this moment.

After a few minutes of silence with each other, Feng Xinglang's figure slightly shook a few times; Cong Gang immediately reached over and firmly supported Feng Xinglang's head hanging down.

Afterwards, Feng Xinglang fell into a sound sleep over and over again.

It's late at night.

Cong Gang sat in front of the window, quietly watching Feng Xinglang who was asleep:

It seems that for Lin Wan's marriage, Feng Xinglang at this moment has brought the sorrow and sorrow of being a father! The whole person looks a little depressed!

"Just marrying a daughter...does it need to be so heartbroken?"

Cong Gang probed his hand and patted Feng Xinglang's face that was not old.

It seems that at this moment, Cong Gang thought of the sun-shrouded afternoon again: a cynical face, looking at himself with interest! I want to see my dying struggle when I am dying!

It's a pity that the sky did not fulfill the wish, and not only did he not have the dying struggle as he wished;

Instead, he survived like a guard against the sky!

In someone's incredible eyes!

"It's great to have me die as you wished... how good!"

Cong Gang sighed quietly, "I don't need to guard you all night!"

The next morning.

When Cong just woke up, he found that Feng Xinglang on the bed had disappeared.

He just took a nap, and couldn't even feel when Feng Xinglang left?

Cong Gang jumped up in the next second and walked out of the room quickly.

As soon as he went down two steps, he subconsciously sniffed, then turned and flew towards the sun room on the third floor.

Sure enough, Feng Xinglang was standing in the sunshine room on the third floor with his potted plants.

The pot that was swelling was the orchid that Cong Gang had taken care of for five years and was about to bloom.

This is a rare and rare ghost orchid!

Its roots are green and flat. Cong just took care of it for several years, and it is just about to bloom this year.

Feng Xinglang doesn't have any concept of precious orchids, he looks like he wants to hesitate!

"That...President Feng, can you change a pot of orchids?"

As soon as he said this, Cong Gang regretted it.

Because according to his understanding of Feng Xinglang: The more he prevents this ancestor from squatting, he will only squash more ruthlessly!

Cong Gang stepped forward and sent a pot of gorgeous Phalaenopsis on the ground to Feng Xinglang; then he wanted to exchange for the precious ghost orchid from his hands!

Feng Xinglang glanced at Cong Gang faintly: In fact, Feng Xinglang was just an unconscious talk, and didn't intend to really do anything to the ghost orchid!

But Ailan's eager Cong Gang replaced the pot of orchids he had just squashed from his hands...

"What is it? You are so precious?"

It sounds like Feng Xinglang's mood is fairly calm.

Therefore, Cong Gang planned to seal the line of Langkop, "This is a pot of ghost orchids, also called ghost orchids...inhabits in woodland swamps, mostly with beech leaves as growth sites, and can persist underground for many years..."

"..." Feng Xinglang frowned slightly, "In other words, it is precious?"

"Well. I have kept it for more than five years." Cong Gang said faintly.

"More important than me?"

Feng Xinglang asked calmly.

Cong Gang was startled slightly, as if he had expected something...

But before Cong Gang hid the precious and rare ghost orchid; Feng Xinglang's handy hand had already stretched out!

Then, Cong Gang watched as Feng Xinglang uprooted the ghost orchid he had been caring for for five years!

"I don't allow anything to be more important to you than me!" Feng Xinglang calmly said, "Even if it's a pot of flowers!"