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Cong Gang remained silent.

His gaze fell on a pot of monarch orchid in front of him, and he remained silent for a long time.

"Boss …"

"Boss?"

After Wei Kang shouted twice more, only then did he slowly turn his head to the side, glancing at Wei Kang as he asked clearly, "Mn? What did you just say? "

"..."

Cong Gang\'s reaction caused him to become dumbfounded.

What kind of person was Cong Gang?

He was the kind of person who could be alert like a beast whenever there was the slightest movement;

But now, he could not even hear what Wei Kang had said?

Wei Kang felt that it was very necessary for him to capture that brat Basong and torture him to force him to confess properly.

"I said that Feng Xinglang went to the rehab centre this afternoon. and even gave an item to Lan Youyou\'s medical care in the detoxification center! "

Cong Gang\'s fingertip traced along the leaves of the Junzi Orchid, and lightly replied: "He\'s finally willing to make a move against Lan Youyou … "Good news!"

After he finished, there was a long silence.

It was over just like that?

There was no following?

Wei Kang could not help but start to guess randomly: Just what happened during the two to three days that had placed the Boss under house arrest in the Feng Family?

He obviously didn\'t believe Basong\'s words. Was it because the BOSS had been starved for two or three days and then became hungry with side effects?

Aren\'t these side effects a little too strange?

Or could it be that the Boss was mentally affected by Feng Xinglang? Or was it physical abuse?

It didn\'t look like it either! When Cong Gang returned, his movements were still as crafty as before. He shouldn\'t have sustained any injuries!

He only came out after he had locked himself in his room for more than ten hours. And then there was this\' dazed \'look on his face!

Did Feng Xinglang give some kind of parasite to the BOSS?

Wei Kang was a scientist, he did not believe in the tricks of a martial arts teacher!

It seemed that he was only left with the spiritual side to deal with!

Wei Kang couldn\'t figure it out no matter how hard he thought. How could Feng Xinglang, who had only one leg at that time, be a match for a Boss! If they really fought, Feng Xinglang would probably just have to beg for mercy!

Feng Xinglang might not be able to beat the BOSS, but in terms of talking skills … He had a good chance of winning!

Could it be that Feng Xinglang brainwashed the Boss?

It didn\'t look like it either!

"Oh yeah, what is happening in Hetun recently?"

As Wei Kang was deep in thought, Cong Gang suddenly asked.

"Hetun? These days, it was pretty quiet! I reckon they are not holding back to deal with Yan Bang, but are planning something against us! "

After a slight pause, Wei Kang raised his thick eyebrows, "However, I heard that Xing Er suffered a setback from the local military in Mexico City, and seems to still be taking the life of Xing X or Xing XI … I reckon that Hetun will not be idle for the past two days! "

Mentioning Xing Er\'s passive state, Cong Gang\'s eyes darkened: He was brought up by Xing Er. They were also brothers and master and disciple.

"Boss, why don\'t you tell me why Hetun didn\'t just kill Lan Youyou? Even if we don\'t speak out for her daughter-in-law Lin Xueluo, even if it was for Xing Shisi, Xing Ba, Xing Shi\'er and the rest should not let him go! "

"Lan Youyou dying immediately is undoubtedly the best fate for her! An arrogant and aloof woman, yet she has now become a prisoner. The difference between her spirit and her body is enough to make her suffer! "

Cong Gang faintly sighed. It was unknown if he was sighing for Lan Youyou, or for himself.

"That\'s true... From a single glance, one could tell that this woman was not an object from the pond! But because of her bewitching beauty, and how she makes it easy for men to not be able to control themselves, it\'s no wonder that Feng Xinglang is so obsessed with her! "

Beautiful women were always pleasing to the eyes of men; and with Lan Youyou\'s cold and beautiful appearance, which could keep others at a distance, it was even more enough to captivate some men who couldn\'t get her.

"Don\'t tell me you also belong to those who can\'t control themselves?"

Cong Gang stared coldly at Wei Kang.

"How is this possible!?" I like women who have never been in a car before! That Lan Youyou has already been crippled by the Feng Brothers! "

"..."

Cong Gang did not seem to like this dirty talk much, and said with a straight face: "Let Basong come tonight!"

"Got it, Boss!"

Feng Xinglang stepped forward and headed back to the Feng Family.

Originally, there was a meal. However, he had been pushed out of the restaurant by Nina, so he came back to accompany his wife and children for dinner.

Nanny An and her aunty were setting up a table; the two little fellows were eating a light dessert filled with hunger.

"My good son, come over here and let your father hug you!"

Feng Xinglang only glanced at the little fellow as he spoke.

The little guy turned around even more arrogantly, and only kissed his father Feng Xinglang\'s cool little back.

Obviously, Lil Thing was still angry with him. Because the Grand witch, Lan Youyou, had not died even after two months, she was only locked up by her uncle, the police. I heard that they\'ll be released after only four years!

Little friend Linnuo was completely disappointed with his own father!

The atmosphere was awkward and awkward! At least, that was what Feng Tuantuan thought.

"Uncle, can I hug you a bunch?"

The little cutie said coquettishly in a sweet tone of agreement.

"It\'s all thanks to Uncle!"

After receiving Feng Xinglang\'s permission, the cute girl immediately ran over happily, raising her arms high, making it easier for Uncle to hug her.

Linnuo turned his head and glared at his own scoundrel\'s father.

He bit his own small mouth but did not say anything.

He could tell that his son\'s selfish heart was aching again. Xueluo originally wanted to go up and comfort his son, but he stopped and turned back to the kitchen. Avoiding the cold war between father and son.

"Nuonuo, come, let uncle hug you! Let\'s see if uncle can move my Kid Nuo! "

Feng Lixin walked over, and wanted to hug the little fellow who was in a sullen mood.

"Uncle, you can\'t carry me anymore! If you fall down, you\'re going to see a doctor again! And then the slugs will cry again! "

The little guy was absolutely sure that Feng Lixin was taking the initiative to hug him. He climbed down from the sofa and walked towards the dining table dejectedly.

"Tuan Tuan, come here!" Let Uncle go and coax your big brother Nuonuo! "

The cute nodded obediently, and moved down from Feng Xinglang\'s body.

Feng Xinglang strode forward and sat down next to his son.

"Really?"

Feng Xinglang patted the little fellow\'s back using his shoulder.

The little fellow pursed its lips and lowered its head, not saying a word.

Feng Xinglang could see that at this moment, he could use a "half-pushing" method towards this little thing. However, he "respected" the unwillingness of the other half of the little guy and retracted his arm.

"Alright, since father respects you, why don\'t you just give up on it?"

This was how he played if he wanted to capture the enemy!

The little guy pursed his little mouth, turned around and glanced at his father, who was sighing.

"I can only give you a hug! "Not much!"

The little fellow pouted and moved closer to his father, Feng Xinglang.

"Ah... It\'s the most comfortable and warmest hug I ever had with my own son! "

Feng Xinglang took the opportunity to hug the little thing tightly in his arms and kissed it again and again on his tender little face.

No matter how willful he was, he was still done for by his father!

In fact, Feng Family had been enveloped in a layer of oppressive atmosphere for the past two months.

On the surface, it looked like the whole family was enjoying themselves, but because of Lan Youyou\'s case, everyone had their own thoughts.

Whether it was guilt, dissatisfaction, patience, or concealment …

Even Feng Tuantuan had become more sensitive. She rarely mentioned her mother in front of Big Brother Nuonuo. Because she knew that Nuonuo didn\'t like her mommy, she didn\'t dare to mention it.

These days, Xueluo and her husband Feng Xinglang only knew how to talk on the surface. When they returned to their bedroom, the cold war had already begun.

Xueluo was a little disappointed with the man\'s attitude towards Lan Youyou\'s case.

She did not agree with the man that it was better for her client to go to the bar and get a lawyer. So what was the role of his husband? Just a husband\'s name? And the responsibility? Obligations?

Xueluo didn\'t want to go over and scold men. There was no longer any meaning to it!

Not wanting to cause chaos in Feng Family, Xueluo swallowed her grievances.

Feng Lixin had lost his wife; Feng Tuantuan had lost his mother;

And her, Lin Xueluo?

The victor?

"Is my son asleep?"

The man in the study returned to the bedroom.

Xueluo immediately closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

"All asleep?" The man mumbled to himself.

Just as Feng Xinglang was about to bring his son out of his wife\'s embrace, Xueluo suddenly opened his eyes.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Be careful not to wake Nuonuo up, he\'s making trouble for you again! "

"The moonlight is so charming tonight. How can we fail it? Our daughter is still waiting for us! "

The man used his fingertips to pick up the pajamas on the woman\'s shoulder and gently kissed on Xueluo\'s shoulder.

"Feng Xinglang, don\'t waste your energy, I can\'t give birth to my daughter!"

Xueluo said coldly as she pulled up the pajamas on her shoulder.

"How would we know without trying? Actually, having a son is pretty good too. "

The man lifted his lips to catch his daughter\'s earpearl, but was dodged by Xueluo.

"Feng Xinglang, don\'t you already have Wu Ji\'s daughter? Do you even need me to live? "

Xueluo snorted, "Furthermore, I can\'t give birth to such a beautiful daughter!"

The man looked at Xueluo\'s slightly resentful face in the eye, then smiled, "Why do you feel sour again?"

"Alright, I\'m tired!"

Xueluo didn\'t want to continue this topic with the man, "Do you want to sleep on the sofa, or do you want to sleep with us?"

"Wife... I want to sleep on top of you! "

"..."

"Actually, I know that you also want to sleep under my bed..."

"I don\'t want to!" "Not at all!"

"Let me put my hand on you for a minute. "Let\'s not think about it."

"... Feng Xinglang! What are you doing? Nuonuo was still sleeping... You. You. Where are you going to reach out your hand! "

"Wife, I really need your love …" Otherwise, I won\'t be able to live any longer! "

"You will need my love? Tell a story, or tell a joke? "

While Xueluo was speaking, the man had already placed one of her legs between Xueluo\'s legs.

"Either let me love you, or I\'ll let you. You can choose either one, or more! "