His son's occasional retorts more or less lost some of the dignity of a father to Feng Xinglang.

"None of your business! "I'll deal with you when we get back!"

Feng Xinglang scolded his son in a low voice before placing the little thing back on the ground. Then, he walked forward and grabbed the air conditioner covering the bed with one hand while taking out the heat engine with the other.

At this moment, Feng Xinglang already had a vicious aura surrounding him; in order to intimidate Cong Gang, he was forced to come out, he was actually really going to set his ghost house on fire.

"Bastard Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?" The little guy was jumping in anxiety, but he couldn't snatch the fire engine from his father's hands.

A sturdy black arm extended over, and directly grabbed onto the fire engine in Feng Xinglang's hand that was already on fire.

It was Old Four Yannawa.

"Call your master Cong Gang out!" Feng Xinglang said in a low voice.

"He doesn't want to see you! Please leave immediately! "

Yannawa looked at Feng Xinglang with cold eyes, as if provoking him: If you attack again, I won't be polite! I'll throw you out of here!

With this posture, even if Feng Xinglang defeated Yannawa, he might not be able to meet Cong Gang himself.

Furthermore, Feng Xinglang was wrapped around, who was a little friend of his. Of course, he would not throw his father's face in front of his son, nor did he want the little guy to see his violence and bloodshed.

"Tell Cong Gang: If he dares to touch my son, I will fight with him!"

After saying that, Feng Xinglang once again carried the little thing up, and after looking at his surroundings with his stern eyes, he walked away.

"Feng Xinglang, put me down … I don't want to go back with you! Put me down! "

The little guy struggled with all his might in Feng Xinglang's embrace. He had promised the large caterpillar to take care of him for a month, but now, after only taking care of him for three days, it was destroyed by the bastard's father!

Of course, Feng Xinglang would not let the little guy go down to the ground, so he held him back even more as they walked towards the black Lexus.

Half an hour later, president, who had a dark expression, walked towards the CEO's office while carrying Young Master Feng.

Along the way, Linnuo's little friend shouted loudly, "Feng Xinglang, let go of me! You hurt me. It hurts! "

Ignoring the cries of the little guy, Feng Xinglang rushed into the office with a dark expression and headed straight for the resting lounge.

Wendy rarely saw president being so furious at his own son, so she immediately ran back to her secretary to report to Nina.

When Nina rushed over, the President Feng had already locked the father and son duo inside the resting room.

It was only Thursday today, so shouldn't it be time for the little guy to go to school? How could she be taken over by the President Feng?

This little guy must have pissed off his father again!

"Nina, do you want to call president's wife?" Wendy asked worriedly.

"No need!"

Nina sighed, "Don't worry, no matter how angry President Feng is, he wouldn't be willing to hurt his own flesh and blood."

… ….

In the lounge, father and son stared at each other.

"Feng Xinglang, if I want to fight, I'll fight! I'm not afraid of you! "

The little guy's voice was cold, as if no matter how you beat me, I wouldn't yield.

"Feng Linnuo, what's with your attitude?!"

How could Feng Xinglang bear to fight? Wouldn't that hurt his own heart?

"Then what is your attitude?!"

The little guy asked back about his father, "I already said that I went to replace the big caterpillar myself! It had nothing to do with the giant caterpillar! Why do you have to vent your anger on the big caterpillar? "

The little guy had a much deeper experience with the word 'rage abatement' than his peers.

Because the foster father Hetun would always be angry at the innocent Mommy for being punished to lock the little black room; and from then on, this would have the effect of making him listen to her obediently!

The little guy hated this kind of anger!

At this moment, the bastard's father was also venting his anger at the injured big caterpillar!

Seeing that his son was emotionally stirred, Feng Xinglang calmed himself down and patted his son's shoulders gently. His appearance and words had become a lot more gentle.

"Tell dad, what is going on?"

The little fellow pursed its lips, as if it didn't want to say anything.

"What if you don't want to tell your father? That's fine! Then, your father will call your mother and tell her that you have been absent from school for three days, and ask Basong to impersonate your parent to trick your teacher … "

"Father, don't!"

The little guy immediately hugged Feng Xinglang's hand that had already pulled out his phone, "Don't tell my mommy! She will be anxious and sad! "

This was the little guy's weakness! And Feng Xinglang had made good use of this point!

"Oh, you're worried that Mommy will be worried and upset, so you're not worried that Daddy will be worried too?"

Seeing that he had achieved the desired effect, Feng Xinglang began to display a sign of warmth, "You are my biological father's only son, my biological father really loves you! If anything happens to you, your father will be very anxious and very sad! "

It worked, the little guy pursed his lips, "Dad, you don't have to be in such a hurry to feel sad! His own son has already grown up, so there won't be any danger! "

"Even though you are very vicious, you are still a seven year old child!"

Feng Xinglang wanted to suppress his emotions and start first, "My biological father originally wanted to go to school to bring you out, and we could have a good time together … But from what the teacher said, you haven't gone to school for three days! Say, do you think that your father should be so anxious that his heart should explode? "

"Ah?" You went to my school? " The little guy sighed, "This is bad!"

"Feng Linnuo, you still haven't told your father: What exactly are you and Cong Gang doing?"

Feng Xinglang endured his anger and continued to ask. Even if he wanted to tear Cong Gang into eight pieces, he needed a reason.

The little guy sadly lowered his face, and slowly said, "Foster father and eighth brother are injured, I am very anxious … … Second brother was unable to replace him, and the Old Tweleve also went missing along with him … I was so afraid that my godfather would die, so I went to ask the big caterpillar to help me save my godfather from Mexico City! "

The last time Cong Gang went on a long journey, it was to Mexico City to save the Hetun?

"The big caterpillar did not disappoint me. He really saved his foster father, second brother and the others from Mexico City and even escorted them back to Pater Castle!"

"And then you're going to drag the floor for Cong Gang? is it to repay his kindness? "

This was what Feng Xinglang had thought of when his son would appear at Cong Gang's ghost realm.

"The big caterpillar helped me a lot, and he's also injured, so I have to take care of him for a month until his condition improves!"

The little guy's reasoning was pretty much what Feng Xinglang had thought. All in all, it was all about repaying the debt of gratitude!

"Tell Father: Cong Gang took the initiative to ask you to take care of him for a month, right?"

Cong Gang took the initiative to suggest this and his son's request, these were events with two completely different natures!
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