Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

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

It was also because Feng Xinglang suspected Cong Gang for no reason at all.

He only wanted Cong Gang to help him understand what this group of people, who could hold their cool, actually wanted him to do.

Perhaps, he also had another goal, which was to have Cong Gang help him search for Yan Bang's whereabouts.

To a large extent, Cong Gang could kick his butt and not do it, but to give him some benefits to tease him, it was something that he could try.

Just as Feng Xinglang's Lexus entered the mouth of Mount Pan, Cong Gang was informed of his arrival.

"Boss, Feng Xinglang is here!"

"Yes."

Cong Gang only gave a shallow reply. He seemed to have nothing to do with me.

"Did Feng Xinglang already suspect us?" Wei Kang asked straightforwardly.

"So what if you suspect? So what if he didn't doubt her? He can't do us. At most, I will just pester you! "

If Feng Xinglang heard Cong Gang's tone of voice, who knows how he would react. He could probably make him jump up and down.

"Then we … and just admit it? "

Just as Wei Kang finished speaking, Cong Gang looked at him coldly.

"Are you really stupid, or are you pretending to be smart all the time?"

"..." Wei Kang curled the corner of his mouth, "I just feel that since Yan Bang has already recognized us, there's no need to hide! The conditions that should be mentioned, the things that should be demanded, all of this is tiring! "

Cong Gang only shot Wei Kang a glance, and didn't seem to even want to talk to him.

"Then let's follow the original plan."

Seeing that his boss was annoyed, Wei Kang did not continue to bring up suggestions.

Cong Gang was silent for a moment, then he said a few profound words, "The pleasure of playing with a mouse, you will never be able to experience it!"

"Playing cat and mouse?"

Wei Kang repeated himself, "But why do I feel like Feng Xinglang doesn't look like a mouse at all?!"

"..." He was speaking the truth!

"Then tell me, what does Feng Xinglang look like?"

Wei Kang was interested in this topic.

Wei Kang pursed his lips, "Sometimes, I feel that Feng Xinglang is as cunning as a fox. Sometimes, I feel that Feng Xinglang is as loyal as a wolf.

"Giant panda?"

The corner of Cong Gang's mouth twitched.

"Hmm, it is a unique Chinese national treasure, a cat like bear. Not only is it lazy, it is also very attached to humans."

Worried that Cong Gang had never seen or heard of the Giant Panda before, Wei Kang explained it to the system.

Cong Gang scoffed, "Why do you think that Feng Xinglang would be like a giant panda?"

In Cong Gang's eyes, the Feng Xinglang in his heart was simply not on par with those stupid bears who only sold cute things to earn a living.

"If Feng Xinglang doesn't stay, he will be wiser than anyone; but sometimes he will intentionally make others think that he is stupid! Also, whether it's the Hetun, Yan Bang, or even BOSS, for all of you to not only respect Feng Xinglang, you'll have to submit to him! "I can't even hit him, and I can't kill him either..."

"Enough!"

Cong Gang growled, stopping Wei Kang from analyzing things that were too sincere.

"I will make him have nothing!"

Cong Gang's eyes became cold and sinister.

"... I don't believe it! "

Wei Kang's words caused the corner of his mouth to twitch violently.

"You're very free, aren't you?"

Cong Gang looked over with hostility, "To notify Old Five and the others, you have taken action!"

Actually, Basong had put the envelope in his bag along with the photo inside it. And only Basong was able to come into contact with him more easily. The boss had told him to indirectly hand over Yan Bang's photo to Feng Xinglang; however Basong thought about it, he still felt that Feng Tuantuan was the most suitable.

As expected, it was only a week later that the news that Yan Bang was still alive reached Feng Xinglang's ears.

Following that, Feng Xinglang became extremely thirsty for more than a month.

Even if the cat was trying to play with the mouse, it had laid the groundwork for a long time!

However, Feng Xinglang had never been certain who was a cat and who was a mouse.

… ….

When Feng Xinglang came in, Cong Gang was not in the living room.

The aura of death in the empty living room gave off an indescribably strange feeling.

Especially after they passed by the graveyard, the strange cold qi became more obvious.

It was unknown if it was because of the chill or to remind someone, but Feng Xinglang coughed lightly. Spread out in this empty space, with that tinge of terror.

Without getting any feedback, Feng Xinglang started walking upstairs.

Cong Gang would definitely be in the house, if not where could he go to die?

In truth, Cong Gang had been to many different places, but he had deliberately chosen to go to the Shen City.

Wei Kang really didn't know what was so valuable about Shen City that could be left behind!

Could it be that Shen City has a lot of rats, and he wants to stay and play with them?!

But there were other rats for him to play with!

The afternoon sun had a strong aftereffect, enveloping the entire villa in a bright light.

However, the sunny room on the third floor was quiet. Most of the sunlight was blocked by the vines, leaving only a tiny bit of it to penetrate through. The mottled darkness covered the plants that did not like the light.

Cong Gang narrowed his eyes and laid in the flower room, surrounded by the red, green and green flowers and plants, there was an indescribable sense of comfort and leisure.

"Why are you so carefree?"

Feng Xinglang walked over and sat on the rattan chair beside Cong Gang.

"I'm not as free as you …" "I have so much free time, come to my place!"

Even though Cong Gang did not open his eyes, he could feel every single movement Feng Xinglang made after entering the villa.

"What are you saying!" We are good masters and servants who are friends of life and death! "

Feng Xinglang drank a mouthful of tea from the cup on the vine platform, "It's only right that my master came to see you!"

"That's my cup …"

Cong Gang then opened his eyes and looked at Feng Xinglang indifferently, "And I've drunk it before."

"It's not like I hate you!"

Feng Xinglang snorted, "What's more, for something as inhuman as you, you don't even know what a woman who doesn't wear clothes looks like. It's hard to imagine what kind of unspeakable illness you have!"

"..." This sort of scolding did not use any vulgarities!

"It's me who despised you!"

Pausing for a few seconds, Cong Gang spoke those words haughtily.

"You dislike me?"

Feng Xinglang scoffed, "Even dogs wouldn't complain about poverty! You actually despised me, your master? "

"..."

To be honest, Cong Gang didn't want to say anything to a vulgar rogue like Feng Xinglang, but it seemed like his words were extremely alluring.

"Didn't someone say that they would kneel down and thank me for saving his niece's life?"

Cong Gang cast a sidelong glance at Feng Xinglang, and said indifferently, "I wonder if this person still has such a memory!"

"Mm, I remember!" That person is me! " Feng Xinglang admitted it straightforwardly.

"Then you can kneel and thank me now!" Cong Gang sat up straight.

Feng Xinglang swept his eyes across Cong Gang, and snorted coldly: "I'm afraid that you cannot bear my kneeling in gratitude!"

"It's my business whether I can take it or not; all you have to do is kneel down and thank me!"

"Sure …" However, I have a special hobby: I have to strip you naked before my knees can bend! "

"... "Slut!"

Cong Gang trembled for a moment, and let out a low hiss.

At this moment, Cong Gang was looking forward to being alone with Feng Xinglang. He hoped that he would come, but he was afraid that he would act recklessly!

Appreciating him, yet having to keep a distance from him.

Only after taking a sip of the tea did he realize that Feng Xinglang had just finished drinking the tea. With disgust, he placed the tea cup back onto the small vine platform.

"I want to ask you something."

After talking with Cong Gang for so long, Feng Xinglang finally got back to business.

"I don't know."

Every time Cong Gang abused Cong Gang, their emotions would not be as bright and beautiful.

"Yan Bang... "He's still alive."

Feng Xinglang did not interrupt his conversation because of Cong Gang's anger.

"This is a good thing!"

Cong Gang's voice rose by quite a bit, "You two can play happily together again!"

Why did that sound so … That one!

"Someone sent me the picture of Yan Bang after his accident! But after waiting for more than a month, I haven't heard from anyone again. "

Feng Xinglang raised his breath, and asked: "Cong Gang, help me analyze this person, or this group of people, what is their goal?"

Inadvertently, Cong Gang met Feng Xinglang's highly precise scanner like gaze, and only took a quick glance before turning his head away.

"That I do not know! I reckon this person here wants to quietly wait and see how good your relationship with Yan Bang will be! "

Cong Gang said unhurriedly, "It's also good to give Yan Bang a price that you can accept! It wasn't easy for them to save his life. The necessary rewards must be paid, and we all understand each other! "

"There's no need to go through all this trouble! I can accept any price! If I can't afford it, I'll make up for it even if I have to rob the bank! "

Feng Xinglang said word by word, "Because Yan Bang is worth any price!"

Cong Gang gave a light snort, "Since you can think like this, I am truly happy for the people who are seeking compensation."

Feng Xinglang faintly smiled, "Thank you for your analysis, I am preparing to go raise some money now."

"Friendship reminds you to be careful! You must not let your father, the Hetun, know that Yan Bang is still alive. Otherwise, he will do everything possible, no matter the cost, to help his own son get rid of all future troubles! "

Cong Gang's' kindness' in reminding him, made his steps stiffen.

It seemed that it would not be easy for Yan Bang to live well! Too many people want his life!

Perhaps this was one of the reasons why Feng Xinglang didn't have such high expectations of Yan Bang being still alive!

All men die.

Sooner or later!

Life is a starting point, and death is an end;

If a person's eyes could only see the starting point and ending point without seeing the process, it was like seeing the result! If a person still had to die in the end, then why was he still alive? He was going to die anyway, why not die now?!

But subconsciously, Feng Xinglang still wished for Yan Bang to live!

Even if he lived for a few decades, he would die for such a long time! Feng Xinglang did not believe that anyone would have anything to say about the afterlife!

But what was the meaning of Yan Bang's life?