Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me Chapter 834

C834

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Chapter 834 - cheris.h.i.+ng one's father

Linnuo looked at Bug San, then raised his head and looked at Cong Gang.

"Scoundrel, did you lock my dad in the bas.e.m.e.nt?"

The little guy thought that the person locked in the bas.e.m.e.nt was undoubtedly his b.a.s.t.a.r.d father.

The small universe erupted with a small emotion of extreme dissatisfaction.

"Cong Gang, how can you treat my b.a.s.t.a.r.d father like this? I hate you! "

The little fellow bent its body and used its head to knock against Cong Gang's abdomen. Worried that the little thing would hurt him, Cong Gang immediately opened his palm to catch the little fellow's head.

Seeing how this little thing cherished his own father, Cong Gang was also gratified.

After following Feng Xinglang for so many years, Cong Gang more or less knew some of his background.

With a bottle cap that had always viciously beaten and maimed him, it was no wonder that Feng Xinglang would be like a slave to his big brother Feng Lixin, who had sacrificed his life for him.

But now, Feng Xinglang had a father whose blood was thicker than water, a gentle and beautiful woman, a cute and personality of a son, and his good friend who did not hesitate to go through fire and water for him.

"The bas.e.m.e.nt is used to lock down animals!"

Cong Gang gently stroked the top of the little fellow's head, "How would I dare to imprison your father in that place!? He was already on his way to the cruise! "Be good!"

When the little fellow saw that Cong Gang wasn't so bad that he locked his own father in the bas.e.m.e.nt, it seemed to have finally relaxed.

"Who's in the bas.e.m.e.nt?"

"Um... "An insignificant person!"

Cong Gang once again carried the little fellow from the ground. "Nuonuo, remember this: no matter when, no matter where, no matter how old you are, you must always cherish your father Feng Xinglang! Do you understand? "

"You're so annoying!" Feng Xinglang is my biological father, of course I will love him, there's no need for you to say that! "

The little fellow seemed to despise him.

However, Cong Gang did not stop his' nagging 'and' admonis.h.i.+ng 'towards the little fellow just because the little fellow despised him.

"Your biological father has suffered many grievances since he was young! Especially your foster father. He was originally his biological father, yet he treated your father as his mortal enemy, repeatedly putting him to death to cripple your father's body and mind … "That's why your father cares about you a lot and loves you a lot. He really wants to give you all of his care and love …"

It was unknown what kind of goal Cong Gang had in saying this to the little fellow; however, one could tell that Cong Gang was the one who truly cherished Feng Xinglang. Not just to him.

Maybe Cong Gang knew, that he and Feng Xinglang would never have another chance to chat. Perhaps tomorrow night was their eternal farewell.

There were some things that Cong Gang could not directly say to Feng Xinglang.

They could only nag at Feng Xinglang's children.

Cong Gang knew: The little thing that he was hugging in his arms, was Feng Xinglang's life, and was also the continuation of Feng Xinglang's life.

"Cong Gang, you don't have to say it anymore!"

The little guy impatiently berated Cong Gang for nagging, "I know everything you say! You better hurry up and let me see that b.a.s.t.a.r.d Feng Xinglang! I haven't seen him for ten days, I really miss him! "

Firstly, was his absolute trust in Cong Gang. Secondly, the little fellow really wanted to be ruthless towards his b.a.s.t.a.r.d father!

Hearing the little guy's words, Cong Gang smiled slightly: "As expected of a sensible child!"

Cong Gang wasn't very good at expressing his feelings, but he still put his face close to the little guy's meaty little face.

"Nuonuo is so obedient … "No wonder your dad dotes on you so much!"

"Cong Gang, you've been blabbering for so long, when did you get me to see that b.a.s.t.a.r.d Feng Xinglang?"

The little guy anxiously urged, shaking his little head left and right to look around the cabin, but he still could not find his father Feng Xinglang's figure.

"Your dad's yacht is almost here!"

Cong Gang turned the little fellow in his arms towards the other side of the stage.

"Do you see the secret compartment below? It's filled with Ocean b.a.l.l.s. If you jump down from the stage, you will be able to get away from Wuyang! "

At the top of the cabin, two lines of lead rope stretched down; the place where Cong Gang and the little fellow stood, was right below the side of the lead rope.

"You want me to jump again? You adults are so weird, do you really like to play around with us kids like little animals? "

The little guy was dissatisfied with this kind of 'game'. Although jumping this ball of ocean was not dangerous, the little guy still felt that it was a bit against his self-esteem.

He's not like a cat or dog in a circus.

Cong Gang laughed indifferently, "Alright then … Let's not jump! Actually, I just wanted to remind you that it's absolutely safe right below you. Don't panic when the time comes! I just don't want to scare you! "

Seeing that the little guy was resisting, Cong Gang did not insist on letting him try.

Maybe Cong Gang had already predicted what would happen tomorrow night.

"By then... "When was that?"

The little fellow asked doubtfully. He then raised his head and looked at the rope, "You want to use this to tie me up?"

After a slight pause, the little guy seemed to have realized something. This was because he saw that there was a rope that was hanging down a few meters away.

"Are you going to use these two ropes to tie Feng Xinglang and I up?" the little guy vigilantly asked.

"..."

Cong Gang was startled, as though he did not expect a 5 year old child to be so alert.

"Actually, using it to tie up your foster father isn't bad either!"

"No way!"

The little guy said with a stern voice, "You can't tie me with ropes, and even more so, you can't tie Feng Xinglang up with ropes! Even if you were to tie my foster father up, that won't do! "

"... Then I'll just tie myself up! "

Cong Gang's voice was astringent.

What a good place!

Xing Er stood tall and straight in front of the villa that was wrapped up in the forest.

On the cobblestone path that was more than 20 meters away from the villa's entrance, there were piles of dead branches and fallen leaves.

The villa was almost completely covered with wooden vines. There was not a single light in the villa, making it look like an abandoned building that had been abandoned for years.

Who would have thought that someone would have lived in such a strange and mysterious building for more than ten years?

The life detector on Xing Er's bodyguard sounded out an alarm. There was a living being in the bas.e.m.e.nt of the villa.

The creature did not move, but stayed in the bas.e.m.e.nt. It must have been bound.

"It should be Feng Xinglang!"

Xing Ba was overjoyed, "Should I inform my foster father?"

"No rus.h.!.+"

Xing Er growled, "I don't think so! Songtai is so much harder to deal with than you think! Everyone be careful! "