Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me - Chapter 1402
A person's life was always accompanied by all kinds of parting.
But when Linnuo and his friends left, they were instead surrounded by layers upon layers of love.
However, the little fellow who was struggling on the ground directly ran in front of Xing Shiqi.
"Old Seventeen, eighth brother and twelfth brother are injured. You have to take good care of my foster father, do you understand?"
The little thing's appearance when it commanded seemed a little like a Hetun.
"Foster father, you need to be at ease and take care of your illness." Fifteen just needs to take a long vacation and then I'll come and see you. "
"Yes, foster father listens to fifteen!"
Hetun crouched over and used his hands to hold onto the back of the little fellow's head, nestling together with his head.
Three minutes later, Hetun released the little fellow.
"Ah Lang, take good care of these fifteen years, and let the family live a good life."
There was only Xing Shisi and an eyesore who accompanied Feng Xinglang's family back to the Shen City.
This new eye was much older than Xing Shisi, around thirty years old, and very robust, like a gypsy. The eyes were long and large, very bright, occupying most of the upper half of the face;
It shouldn't be Hetun of the Hetun, because he was ordered by Xing Shisi.
These ten hours were quite comfortable.
When they were in Pater Castle, Xueluo had not had the chance to talk about it in detail with Xing Shisi, but at this moment, she was asking questions with all kinds of warmth.
Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes and reclined on the comfortable chair, his mind thinking about the words Xing Er had said before his death.
Leaving Cong Gang by his side for him to own would guarantee the peace of his family for the rest of their lives?
Isn't this too unbelievable? the ability to blow Cong Gang up to the sky!
Feng Xinglang habitually tapped his fingers on the armrest, probably trying to figure out the reason behind Xing Er's words.
Or was he thinking for Cong Gang?
In other words, Xing Er's motive was to find a good subordinate for Feng Xinglang; or was it to find a good home for Cong Gang?
Could it be that Xing Er was more inclined to find a good home for Cong Gang?
There was still a lot of people more rich and powerful than him, Feng Xinglang!
He tilted his head and glanced at Xing Shisi who was happily chatting with his woman … Feng Xinglang still gave up on what he wanted to ask.
But from the looks of it, her woman rather liked Xing Shisi.
Feng Xinglang still understood his woman. In addition to her husband and son, she also wanted to have a younger brother or something to take care of.
The key was still Xing Shisi saving his woman with her life!
"Uncle… Uncle… I missed you so much! "I really want to!"
"Big brother, Ran Ran, you've been waiting for too long, right?"
"We didn't have to wait long. We just arrived too!"
Feng Lixin's gaze fell on little friend Linnuo who was in Xing Shisi's embrace, "Kid Nuo, quickly come and let big uncle weigh you up."
The little guy leaned over and gave Feng Lixin a big hug.
… ….
Gold City was at the critical stage of financing, so of course Feng Xinglang couldn't be at ease; this was because it would directly affect the expansion of his business later on.
On the last day of the long vacation, there weren't many employees working at the company.
Nina should be there. Because before Feng Xinglang had boarded the plane, he had called her over.
Just as he entered the CEO's office, Feng Xinglang was hugged by a tall and sturdy looking thing.
The embrace was very tight, and the arms around him were quite strong; but there was no excessive movement that could be taken as a ceremonial embrace.
After a long while, the hug finally loosened.
"No more?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly.
Seeing that Yan Bang was sensible, Feng Xinglang just rolled her eyes and went back to her own chair.
"Is the money in place for the bridging loan that I asked you to help Nina with?" Feng Xinglang asked.
Yan Bang sat on top of Feng Xinglang's desk, looking down at Feng Xinglang who he had not seen for a week from above; it was as if he wanted to brand's name into the depths of his eyes.
"I still have some spare money, you can use it!"
Yan Bang had always been generous to him. Using his words, what he obtained from Yan Bang, was his.
"Keep that small amount of money to buy powdered milk for your Yan Wuyang!" Feng Xinglang scoffed.
"You're underestimating me, aren't you…"
Feng Xinglang rolled his eyes at Yan Bang, and said coldly: "Yan Bang, your death date is almost up! You won't be arrogant for long! "
"How did you know I'd be here at this hour?"
Feng Xinglang looked around, "Did Nina tell you?"
"You can ask the rich Lou Tianqi to come to Yulong City tonight and tell him that I've been missing him a lot!"