Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

Chapter 1065 - Emotions Without Understanding

After Cong Gang treated the wounds and filth on his body, he lied on the bed and closed his eyes for a few hours. Then, he heard Feng Xinglang, that scumbag, roaring and shouting downstairs.

"This scum!"

Cong Gang hissed but he did not stand up and instead rolled himself up into the light duvet.

Cong Gang knew that they would be on the fastest plane back to the nearby city of Shen City, and of course, Feng Xinglang knew that as well. He was only seven to eight hours later than Cong Gang. The fact that he was able to return so quickly was sufficient proof of his love for his son.

The wind did not stop, and the trees did not seem to want to be quiet; they remained in a stalemate.

"Boss, Feng Xinglang is here. He's knocking on the door downstairs."

Outside, Wei Kang's soft knocking sounds came from the door.

Actually, Wei Kang knew about it: for him to notify Cong Gang was completely unnecessary. With Cong Gang's vigilance, how could he not have heard the big ruckus Feng Xinglang was making downstairs!

However, none of them opened the door, and the door was being pounded on desperately. It didn't seem too good to be in a deadlock.

It really disturbed this quiet and beautiful morning.

"Got it." Cong Gang who was in the room responded.

Just 'got it'?

No more, no more?

Wei Kang waited for a while, but the room regained its silence.

"Boss, is that for the door? Or send him away? "

Wei Kang also didn't really like trying to guess and figure out the Sacred Will. Cong Gang was his own boss, so he naturally had to listen to them. However, it seemed that Feng Xinglang would subconsciously become their Boss.

At least for now, they could avoid offending him!

Even if they had to offend the boss, they would need the boss to give them an order.

But before Cong Gang could give the order, the already weak wooden door was smashed open by Feng Xinglang's car.

Not only was he a scumbag, he was also a thug!

Vulgar and overbearing! He always couldn't figure out his own identity!

Cong Gang thought so. But Feng Xinglang didn't think so!

He felt that the person who did not know his identity, was him, Cong Gang!

"Seal... President Feng, good morning. "

Seeing Feng Xinglang rushing up the stairs full of anger, Wei Kang subconsciously greeted him. Since they had already bumped into each other, it wasn't appropriate for them not to greet each other.

"Where's Cong Gang?"

Feng Xinglang asked.

"My Boss is resting right now. "What's the matter? Just wait for him to wake up …"

With a 'clang', Feng Xinglang smashed the door open with his shoulder before Wei Kang could finish speaking.

This temporary second floor was almost entirely made out of wood, and its durability was still lacking a little bit.

Cong Gang reclined on the simple wooden bed, quietly watching Feng Xinglang who crashed into the door.

"Feng Xinglang, why are you so mad now?"

Before Cong Gang could finish speaking, Feng Xinglang had already rushed over without saying a word, suppressing the Cong Gang who did not have time to react.

Perhaps it was not because Cong Gang did not react in time, but he did not expect that Feng Xinglang would … It was so secretive.

"Cong Gang, where's my son?"

had already checked downstairs just now, and there was no trace of her son on his bed.

Feng Xinglang suppressed Cong Gang and asked violently. The breath that was in his mouth was sprayed on Cong Gang's face, almost touching the bridge of his nose.

At that time, Cong Gang's thought process had instantly slowed down by half a beat; when Feng Xinglang had pulled his upper body out of the quilt, it was as if he had regained his consciousness.

"What about the USB drive?"

Cong Gang did not meet Feng Xinglang's furious eyes, and instead asked while tilting his cheek halfway.

Feng Xinglang's clear and handsome face contorted in anger.

This time, he did not try to talk back, and did not play tricks and tricks with Cong Gang; instead, he directly took out his USB from his pocket and threw it at Cong Gang's face.

"Where's my son?"

"And the copies!"

He obviously had the upper hand, but when Cong Gang looked at Feng Xinglang, it was as if he suddenly felt a sharp sense of danger.

Especially the fact that Feng Xinglang's robust body was suppressing him!

It wasn't that Cong Gang couldn't bear Feng Xinglang's weight, but just that...

"Do you think laozi would be so bored as to go around blackmailing you with a bunch of despicable replicas?"

Feng Xinglang scoffed, "If I want to threaten you, I have many methods!"

"Tell me, where is my son?"

Feng Xinglang roared again. It was as if he was at the limit of his endurance.

It seemed that if Cong Gang did not reveal his whereabouts, Feng Xinglang could really eat him.

"At this time …"

Cong Gang tilted his head and glanced outside the window, "Your son should be sleeping in your wife's embrace."

Cong Gang's answer caused Feng Xinglang to appear slightly stunned: Your son is sleeping in my woman's arms?

This dog is so honest, would it send its son Feng Linnuo to Xueluo's side?

"Give me your phone!"

Regardless of whether he believed it or not, Feng Xinglang wanted proof.

Cong Gang took the cell phone from the drawer and gave it to Feng Xinglang.

"Be quiet!"

Feng Xinglang still suppressed the upper half of Cong Gang's body, locking him in place to retaliate.

Actually, one's subconscious is very important to resist and not resist.

But at this moment, Cong Gang seemed to have lost all of his subjective consciousness, and was not feeling very well. It was as if what was pressing down on him was not an 80-90 kg body, but an invisible Mt. Tai.

"Hey …" "Hello, may I know who it is?"

The woman's sleepy and hazy question came out of the phone.

"Xueluo, it's me. Where's Nuonuo? "

Hearing the soft voice of the woman, the man in irritation instantly became warm.

"Nuonuo is back. He's sleeping."

Xueluo kissed her son's rosy little face. "Nuonuo … "It's my father."

"Nuonuo is asleep, don't wake him up."

"Xinglang, where are you? Are you back? "

"Oh, I just got off the plane. I'll be back in a minute. Wait for me! "

"Alright. Be careful on the way. "

Thinking about something, Xueluo added: "It was Cong Gang who sent Nuonuo back. It was delivered last night. I haven't been able to get through to you. "

"Yes, I will be right back!" I'll see you later. "

After hanging up the phone, Feng Xinglang casually deleted the number that his wife Xueluo had called. The safety of his wife and children had made him feel much more at ease.

"You can get up now!"

After waiting for Feng Xinglang to make such a warm call, Cong Gang used his legs to push Feng Xinglang, who was still suppressed on his body, away.

Feng Xinglang nimbly flipped over and jumped off the bed, casting a sidelong glance at Cong Gang.

"You're still sensible!"

Her thin lips curled a little, showing a slight appreciation for Cong Gang's actions.

"Enough? If you have enough, then go out! "

Cong Gang tidied up the bed which had been messed up by Feng Xinglang.

"Do you think I'd be happy to stay with you!?"

Feng Xinglang glanced at him coldly, then turned and walked to the door.

Cong Gang subconsciously sent them off with his eyes. Unexpectedly, Feng Xinglang stopped and turned around.

"The wounds on your body … Are you alright? "

The fight just now caused the scratches on Cong Gang's body to be exposed. Feng Xinglang would of course see it.

At that time, Cong Gang's clothes were already taken off and he was wearing a T-shirt. He would inevitably get scratched by the branches and shrubs.

"... "It's fine."

Cong Gang replied a little unnaturally.

"That forest is so dangerous, and you still dare to run so fast …" Why didn't I smash you to death, you dog! "

This sudden change of scene showed the attitude and tone that a scum should have.

"..."

Cong Gang had nothing to say. And he didn't want to say it.

Downstairs, Feng Xinglang stopped in his tracks, turned, and looked at Wei Kang who was sending her off.

Being stared at by Feng Xinglang, all the cells in Wei Kang's body became vigilant. Could it be that this fellow was helpless against Boss Cong Gang, and wanted to make a move on a small fry like him?

Feng Xinglang felt around for a while and finally found the cheque for the cash that was creased from rubbing it all the way.

"Take it, consider it your BOSS's medical fees!" And... "That door."

Feng Xinglang swept his eyes across the wooden door he smashed open, "Wei Kang, what's so good about you following Cong Gang? He lived in a poor man's house and spent his days in hiding, unable to eat or eat. Was there a need to risk their lives for him? Come and find me when you have time, I'll welcome you anytime. "

Before leaving, Feng Xinglang did not forget to use the method of separation.

"..."

It had to be said that Feng Xinglang's words made his heart itch.

But Wei Kang would not do that. It was not easy for bloodthirsty people like them to find the right master.

He did not return the check. It was not that he wanted to take possession of Cong Gang, but he felt that with his identity and position today, Cong Gang should be able to eat and do things more gracefully. Thus, he accepted Feng Xinglang's cheque for ten million in cash.

Stepping in the morning sunlight, Feng Xinglang quickly rushed back to Feng Family.

"Second Young Master, you're back …"

Butler Mo immediately came forward to welcome him.

"Where's Madame?"

"Madam and Nuonuo are upstairs. Last night, Young Master Nuo was sent back. "

"Okay, I'll go upstairs first." Feng Xinglang walked upstairs.

Hearing the noises downstairs, Xueluo who had already washed up and was by her son's side immediately got up to open the door.

Outside the door was the man she had been worried about for the past three to four days.

He had a strong physique and a tired face, but his eyes were filled with warmth.

"Xinglang, you're back." The woman mumbled in heartache.

The one who answered the woman was a man who gave her a fierce kiss.

Gritting the warm and rosy lips of the woman, he let out the longing he had for her in the past few days.

The little pain that arose caused Xueluo to hug the man's strong waist even more tightly.

Feng Xinglang did not linger on the girl's lips for too long, he carried the woman who was about to be drunk on his lips and walked towards the bed.

Feng Xinglang directly pulled open the thin blanket that was covering his son's body, revealing the little guy's robust and small curled up body.

"Xinglang, what are you doing … It will chill Nuonuo. " Xueluo reprimanded.

"It's alright, I don't lack arms or legs!"

Feng Xinglang crawled over, and tightly hugged his son's warm little body in his embrace.

"Bastard, your bastard father really wants to give you a good beating!" I told you to run around! "

Even if he was angry, Feng Xinglang had only pinched the little fellow's thigh symbolically, and it could be said that he had beaten it.

"Xinglang, go wash first. Then, accompany Nuonuo to sleep for a while. He waited a long time for you after he woke up last night. "

"Come to the bathroom together, I'll take care of you!"

The man looked at the woman with a flirtatious gaze.