Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me
Chapter 1475

The problem was that he couldn't beat it!

It was already late into the night.

Feng Xinglang looked at his wife and children who were happily dreaming in each other's arms on the bed.

It must have been four or five days since he left Mommy. The little guy was especially sticky to Mommy's arms.

Although he was sleepy, Feng Xinglang was completely awake.

After tucking his wife and children in the silk quilt, Feng Xinglang got up and walked out of the bedroom.

From the villa next door, Feng Xinglang called Basong who was about to rest.

"Go to the main villa's living room and guard it!" I'll make a trip to Qibei Mountain City. "

"Now?" Basong looked at the time, "It's almost 12 o'clock."

"Where has your master been recently?" Feng Xinglang asked indifferently.

If there really was a black-clothed person present, based on his actions and words, the first person Feng Xinglang thought of was the deliberately mystifying Cong Gang.

"They went to mourn for Xing Er. Didn't I tell you before? "

Basong really didn't know where his master, Cong Gang, had gone to. Cong Gang had always been a elusive person, it would be weird if a third or fourth rate pawn like him knew about it. So when Cong Gang said he was going to honor Xing Er's filial piety, Basong believed him.

"Is he so filial? I really can't tell! "

Feng Xinglang warned Basong a few more times before he turned around and left.

Deep in the night, the mountain road was so quiet that it was suffocating. The occasional cry of a bird or beast sent chills down one's spine.

In the middle of the night, the newly-built villa that looked like it had been deliberately decorated looked even more sinister and strange.

Covered in darkness, it was completely silent.

It was unclear whether Cong Gang was in the villa or not, but that was not important. What was important was that it was enough for Cong Gang to know that he had been here.

Feng Xinglang lit a cigarette. The scarlet fire droplets were especially eye-catching in the middle of the night.

Following that, he coughed out a few more mouthfuls of smoke!

Until Feng Xinglang who was leaning on the car and finished smoking, this old villa was still lifeless.

Thinking about it, Cong Gang should really not be here!

Feng Xinglang raised his head and glanced at the ancient villa again before he entered Lexus and prepared to leave.

It would not be easy to refurbish this Republic villa on the hillside. It was unknown what method Cong Gang used to complete all those complicated procedures and documents. He had a nagging feeling that Cong Gang was not as weak as he thought.

Of course, this "incompetence" referred to the incompetence of Cong Gang in the world! In other aspects, he could deliberately mystify things!

Ordered to play with him? Looks like, this fellow who was putting on a show was not Cong Gang himself!

But why would Cong Gang's people appear in the Rouen? Were they following him? Or did he follow his son along with Yan Bang and the others earlier?

But what was the purpose? It couldn't be that they were kidnapping his son just to give him a sentence to Feng Xinglang, right?!

But it had been more than ten hours since Feng Xinglang had returned to the Shen City. He didn't feel any hidden dangers around him!

Was he too neurotic?

He had actually believed someone else's casual words, moreover, he had always been suspicious!

Or maybe he was just playing with him? Keeping your guard up at all times?

[Bastard, if it really is just to tease me, then I really am bored to death!]

Annoyed, Lexus descended from Mount Pan!

… ….

Feng Xinglang, who slept late last night, had woken up early today.

When Feng Xinglang left the Feng Family, Xueluo and his son were still sound asleep. Although they wanted to hug left and right, the work on the GK side had already piled up for several days.

In Nina's words, as a lowly employee, she had the heart to become a president!

When he left home, still feeling sleepy, Feng Xinglang let the driver, Xiao Hu, drive the car. He could also stay in the car for a while longer.

Not even half an hour after Feng Xinglang left, two domineering anti-riot vehicle s stopped horizontally in front of the Feng Family's villa.

Two people got out of the car: a young man in his early twenties and a burly man with a crippled arm.

"Fifteen... "Fifteen!"

That vigorous and vigorous shout shook the entire villa.

Hetun shouted as he strode towards the living room.

Just as Feng Xinglang arrived at GK VCs, he received a call from Basong.

"A barbarian wants to see your son, do you or do you not?"

"Barbarians? "Who?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"It's your father!"

Basong intentionally beat him up.

"Hetun? Why did he come to Shen City? Is he alone? "

"He's definitely not the only one! Two anti-riot vehicle s... There are five or six of them! "

could not see anything clearly from the anti-riot vehicle, he could only guess, "President Feng, are we letting them see or not letting them see?"

"No!" Throw them away! "

With that, Feng Xinglang hung up.

"..." Basong was stunned in place.

Throw them away? He said it was easy and easy, but how could he, a single person, chase away such a large group of people from the Hetun?

The crux of the matter was that he couldn't beat them!

"Fifteen... Fifteen... Your foster father has come to see you! "

However, the Hetun only glanced at Basong in disdain, he did not even intend to pause his footsteps. He had a fierce look on his face that even you wouldn't dare to stop.

"It seems to be my foster father …."

The sleepy little guy was actually woken up by Sixteen's barking.

Xueluo also heard the voice of the real Hetun. Why did he come to Shen City so early in the morning?

"Foster father... "Foster father..."

The little guy jumped up in his pajamas. Then, he ran downstairs in excitement.

"Fifteen …."

The barefoot little fellow was being carried by the Hetun with one arm.

"Little thing, you're already missing your foster father to death …"

"In order to survive and come back to see you again, little thing, foster father had to forcefully carve out a path of blood …"

Hetun's body had some new wounds that had been treated. He should have already bathed and changed his clothes.

"That is a must! But fifteen is my foster father's most beloved foster son, and also my most beloved grandson! "

The little guy was tightly hugging Hetun's neck, all sorts of acting obediently, enjoying endless love!

Just as he was about to go downstairs, Xueluo felt that it was not appropriate for him to be wearing pajamas to see Hetun, so he returned to his room to change into a new set of clothes.

When Xueluo went downstairs, he saw his son Linnuo in the arms of Hetun, the grandfather-grandson pair getting close to each other.

"Dad, you came …"

's mouth was still sweet enough. Hearing "Father", Hetun felt especially comfortable.

"Xueluo, how have you and Ah Lang been?" Hetun asked.

"We're all fine. Xinglang should have just gone to work, should I call him to come back? "

"No need! I'll take Fifteen out for a day of fun and send him back tomorrow! "

"..."

Ah? You want to take the little thing out for fun again? Was this child still going to school?!

But Xueluo did not dare to say anything, "Okay … "Dad."