Some urgent words seemed to be stopping Feng Xinglang from speaking any further.
If the conversation had come only up to this point, it was friendly and meaningful.
But Feng Xinglang's following words seemed to carry some emotion.
"Hairy Bug, even if I did go a little too far, it's still limited to you and me. But you made me lose so much face in front of all the employees … Should I apologize? I've been hurt far more than you! "
If it wasn't for his youngest son, he really wouldn't lower his head to Cong Gang.
"With the thickness of your skin, would you care what employees think of you? Besides, I have already collected the year-end bonus for you, haven't I? As for the scum saying, it's you who is competing with others! "
It was unknown whether it was because of Feng Xinglang's apology or not, but Cong Gang started to argue with him patiently.
"Shh!" Shhh! Father does not quarrel, does not quarrel! The big bug will be unhappy … "
"He's not happy? I'm not happy! "
Feng Xinglang was enraged, "Brat, I am your real father! Why do you always keep your elbows out? "
"Feng Xinglang, don't find excuses for yourself! No matter how much Hetun hurts you and your family, you will still forgive them! Since you don't have the heart to kill Hetun, then properly enjoy the fatherly love he brings you! Feng Xinglang, your bones are actually yearning for Hetun's love, right?! The one who has truly insulted you is yourself! "
"Cong Gang…" Feng Xinglang took a deep breath, "Don't force me to kill you!"
"Kill me? Just because I said it hurts? " Cong Gang faintly snorted.
"Cong Gang, you managed to dissect me so badly … "Do you have a sense of accomplishment?" Feng Xinglang's voice was a little hoarse.
"Hairy Bug, why are you forcing me again? Are you just going to let me be confused? Now that the past is over, isn't it better to let go in order to embrace a better future? "
Feng Xinglang calmed his emotions, "I've said this before, if you want to kill Hetun like how you killed Old An Teng … I don't care about you! But can you not force me? I just want to live a bland life. Will you? Grandpa Bian? "
"I never said I wanted to kill Hetun, why are you so nervous? Furthermore, you, as the biggest victim, can even choose to forgive. Why can't I let Hetun go? "
"Enough, it's useless not to chat about this with you!"
He was able to tell that Feng Xinglang did not want to continue the conversation between him and Cong Gang, "Oh right, I want to hire you as my private school teacher for bugs. From Monday to Friday, I will send the little bug over to your place to learn! The rest of the time, he needs to return home! "
After hesitating for a moment, Cong Gang spoke out, "Raise your own child! I don't want to be ungrateful for all my effort! "
"Cong Gang, you should at least show some respect!"
Feng Xinglang suppressed his anger, "I beg you so humbly, do you need to put on airs with me?"
"Alright, then we'll each take a step back: you will be the private school teacher for Little Bug for three years until he enters primary school; how about I accompany you with the flowers, plants, and curtains? Isn't that reasonable? " Feng Xinglang started his logical cycle again.
"…" Cong Gang felt that he had nothing to say. But there was no reason to refuse.
Or perhaps, this was the slavishness that Feng Xinglang spoke of!
"Then it's a deal, I'll pass by your place tomorrow morning and bring you the bugs!" It's fine to pay, but just name a price! "
"I only want the 30% profit bonus that I deserve!"
"That's not true! Recently, the GK working capital is tight, your dividends have been invested by me! Besides, you haven't split the money you got from old Anteng yet! Yamaguchi-gumi gives you quite a lot of tribute every year, right? "Don't think that I don't know anything!"
Feng Xinglang took a breather, "In any case, you still f * cking have life to earn money, and you still have to live to spend it! Otherwise, if you don't even have a successor, what's the point of having such worldly possessions for you? "
"Daddy has already taken care of the big caterpillar for you! "How is it, is daddy great or not?"
What's so great about it? The little fellow only saw a meaty uncle with a mouth full of nonsense and a bad attitude!
… ….
In order to show his father's full strength, in order to compete with someone; when Feng Xinglang entered the Feng Family Villa, he was carrying his youngest son, the Sealing Insect, with one arm.
After entering the villa, he did not immediately put down his youngest son. It was as if he was waiting for everyone's gazes to focus on him.
"Insect, you're back …" Big brother misses you so much! "
In the end, because Feng Linnuo said "Mommy missed me", she wisely allowed Xing Shi'er to send her back to the Feng Family.
The pregnant Mo Ranran actually wanted to grab Feng Little Worm in front of Feng Linnuo. If Feng Lixin had not stopped her, she would have pulled a live version of the three-step basket.
"Hey, my little son is back? Hurry up and let Mommy kiss you! "
As a result, the Sealing Worm children were taken turns to be hugged and kissed. Although the little fellow was a bit conflicted, it didn't cause any ruckus. Instead, it allowed them to kiss it with too much enthusiasm.
Finally, he returned to Mommy's embrace. "Little Bug misses Mommy!"
"Mommy also misses my insect …"
Xueluo rubbed against her son's small face and asked in a low voice, "Did your father forcefully drag you away from the big bug?"
"Darling, dad is awesome …" "My father loves little bugs."
The little guy was still grateful towards his father, Feng Xinglang, for making such a concession. The big bug said his father loved him, so he believed it. He could feel it too!
"Oh? Did your father brainwash you?" Xueluo was surprised that his youngest son could speak for his father like that.
"Little Bug wants to go to school, he wants to learn, he wants to be filial to his father and mother …" The little guy spoke very obediently.
"My insect is good!" Mommy loves you! " Xueluo repeatedly kissed his youngest son on the cheek.
Feng Xinglang had achieved his goal; he just wanted his youngest son to feel the warmth and care of a family. Furthermore, the little guy was very cooperative and did not go to the French windows to act as a statue again.
"Mommy, can I have Big Brother Buggy sleep with me tonight?" Little friend Linnuo had so many things he wanted to ask his brother.
"Little Bug and Father, sleep!"
The little guy seemed to have realized something, and did not want to get too close to this Nuonuo fellow. It would be bad if it affected his father's ability to send him to the big bug in the morning.
"I just want to sleep with you!"
Feng Linnuo didn't refute him as he dragged his brother Little Worm into his room.
"I don't like Nuonuo!" The little fellow was furious.
"It doesn't matter even if you don't like it! I'm your blood brother, you have to like me even if you don't like me! "
Linnuo locked his own room door, "Speak, what have you and the big caterpillar been doing recently? Where do you live? "Also, give me the contact details of the giant caterpillar!"
"The big bug doesn't like Nuonuo! The big bug only loves the little bug! "
"Nonsense! When the big caterpillar loved me, you weren't born yet! "Humph!" Linnuo roared at his brother in exasperation.
"Big bugs love little bugs!" the little guy repeated.
Calm and unhurried.
"Even if the big caterpillar loves you now, what about later? He will not love you in the future! Little fool! You will be treated coldly by the giant caterpillar just like I am, and then you will be abandoned! " Linnuo was so angry.
"Big bugs love little bugs!" the little guy repeated, again, slowly with Youyou.
As he continued to speak, Linnuo began to tear up.
Sometimes, Cong Gang was just that cruel. Even Linnuo was only eleven or twelve years old.
The little boy who had woken up early did not go downstairs. Instead, he sat down on the corner of the stairs and watched Nuonuo and the others who were about to eat breakfast as they prepared to go to school.
When he saw the driver, Xiao Hu, driving the two of them out of the courtyard, the little guy immediately got up and ran towards the master bedroom on the third floor.
"Father … Father… The little bug is going to school. To learn. Wake up! "
"My good son, let your father rest for a while longer …" Be good! You go to breakfast. "Daddy will wake up in a moment."
The little guy was silent for a while, and then he seemed to be listening carefully, "Dad, I heard you crying late … Bite Mommy … Being hit by Mommy … "She cried pitifully!"
"Weeping late?" Feng Xinglang instantly sat up, then rolled over and got off the bed.
Seeing his father rush out of the room without washing his face or brushing his teeth, the little fellow smacked its little lips.
It seemed that his father's IQ was at times good and at times bad!