Chapter 2287 Secretly Giving Birth to a Baby 62

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Wei Kang knew that his boss liked to eat apples, so he was very generous.

I can’t spend all the money in the general account anyway. The daily income is enough to keep him busy for several lifetimes.

"Mr. Feng, you should have smelled the aroma of apples, right? This variety of apples is produced in Aomori, Japan. It has an attractive smell and a round shape. The apple pulp is white, very crisp and juicy..."

Feng Xinglang took a slight sniff and really smelled the fruity aroma that was unique to apples.

"Isn't this basket of apples cheap?" Feng Xinglang asked quietly.

"Not much money! As the boss of my family, what top-notch delicacies can't he enjoy?"

Wei Kang snorted, "The last batch of Australian dragons and king crabs shipped by air were all used by my boss to make dumplings for our two children to eat! Sturgeon caviar, black and white truffles, Kobe beef, it's all Home cooking!”

"Your boss knows how to enjoy it!" Feng Xinglang snorted again.

"My boss is not short of money... Japanese consortiums and organizations usually pay tribute to him!" Thinking of something, Wei Kang opened the curtain, "By the way, my boss also has a very strange hobby: specializing in collecting top-notch Brazilian products. Pine nuts! He only shells them for fun, but doesn’t eat them himself! I remember that he seemed to hate the peculiar smell of Brazilian pine nuts in the past.

Taste..."

Feng Xinglang's facial muscles trembled slightly, and he lowered his voice and murmured: "That's his trait of being a slave! He can't change it in this life!"

"..." Wei Kang glared at Feng Xinglang: Can you still talk properly? ! If we continue talking like this, the whole world will be chatted to death!

Since he still wanted Feng Xinglang to go to Qibei Mountain City to fish for people, Wei Kang held back his anger with Feng Xinglang.

Wei Kang was silent, but in his heart he was longing for his boss to rebel soon and get rid of Feng Xinglang. In this way, Shencheng is dominated by the boss Cong Gang. And the youngest son of Feng Xinglang’s family, Chongchong, also belongs to Cong Gang and him!

Isn't it because Feng Xinglang has the support of his father Hetun? He is almost too old to lose his teeth. If the boss Jue Yi wants to kill Hetun, he can easily do it. Those adopted sons in Hetun have long since become useless!

"By the way, you said Conggang took Chongchong and An An out for a ride in the afternoon...where did they go?" Feng Xinglang asked casually.

"I said I was going to give someone a heads-up... I don't know where exactly I went for a ride!"

Wei Kang glanced sideways at Feng Xinglang, "With my boss here, why don't you worry about Chongchong's safety?"

"Excessive expansion is not a good thing! There are mountains outside the mountains and there are people outside the people. Even if you don't know it, can Cong Gang know it?"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "Is he probably already forgotten about the tragic situation when he almost died suddenly on the street?!"

"..." Did Feng Xinglang take any gunpowder today? Why are you always attacking your boss?

Wei Kang began to hesitate: If he brought Feng Xinglang, who had eaten gunpowder, back to Qibei Mountain City to fish for people... would he directly get into trouble with the boss? If two people really fight, wouldn't it be even more impossible for Basong? !

"Mr. Feng, why are you having a bad day?" Wei Kang asked tentatively.

"This is what I call calmness!"

Feng Xinglang said softly, "What I hate most is that your boss is so inflated! He almost doesn't know who he is! And you guys are just flattering and making fun of him!"

"My boss is not bloated!!" Wei Kang was confused as to why Feng Xinglang wanted to smear his boss so much, "He is an invincible master who takes care of, cooks and studies with his children every day. Can this be called bloated? That Mr. Feng, you always bully my boss, aren’t you going to expand quickly?

Out of the universe? "

After these words were spoken, Wei Kang regretted it: Why did he get into a fight just as he said it? Are you saying you don't expect Feng Xinglang to help you fish out Basong?

But then again, this Feng Xinglang really deserves a beating! It feels uncomfortable if I don’t get spanked for a few days! I'm afraid that I have already forgotten the scene where my wife was chased and beaten with a cane a few days ago, right? ! Just know how to show off your power in front of Lao Zai!

"Come on, tell me why I bullied your boss?" Feng Xinglang asked with a snort.

"Whether there is oppression or not... you know it yourself!" Wei Kang sneered.

Well, in general, Wei Kang really couldn't talk to Feng Xinglang properly.

"You don't want me to go fishing for people, do you?" Feng Xinglang threatened.

"Basong has served you for so many years... you can figure it out yourself!" Wei Kang snorted dissatisfied.

"..." Turn him into an army? This guy's loyalty can be seen from the sun and the moon!

Perhaps he was tired, and Feng Xinglang didn't want to talk nonsense with Wei Kang, so he closed his eyes and rested.

By the time we arrived at Qibei Mountain City, it was already half an hour later.

Cong Gang was answering the phone while the two children were playing with the flowers and plants. It seemed that the noisy city suddenly calmed down in Cong Gangli, and time seemed to slow down.

Feng Xinglang placed the fruit basket in his hand on the table and lay lazily on the sofa.

"Daddy, why are you here? Has Da Nuonuo caused trouble again?" Feng Chongchong asked, putting down the potted plant in his hand.

Feng Xinglang was relieved to see his son become lively and talkative; but he felt heartbroken to see his son being so diligent and unprincipled in trying to please Cong Gang and his daughter.

Perhaps in Feng Xinglang's mind, he just wanted his son to be served like a young master. Instead of trying so hard to please others like now.

"Daddy misses my little insect..." Feng Xinglang reached over and pulled his youngest son into his arms.

"Daddy, what do you want Xiaochong to do? Are Da Nuonuo and Wanwan disobedient again?"

Perhaps in Feng Chongchong's perception, when Daddy said he missed him, he always had some purpose.

"You brat, you are my biological son just like Da Nuonuo and Wanwan! Daddy loves you just as much as he loves them both!" Feng Xinglang deliberately emphasized the word 'biological'.

"Daddy, you should think more about Da Nuonuo and Wanwanqing! Don't think about Xiaochong, you will be very tired!"

Feng Chongchong doesn't mind if his biological father loves him less. He even hoped that his own father would forget about his child.

"You brat, why are you so cold to your own father's heart?" Feng Xinglang kissed his youngest son's fleshy little face hard.

"Stop kissing! Your beard is so irritated by bugs... it's very uncomfortable!" The little guy yelled and ran away, continuing to sort out the flowers and plants.

Feng Xinglang let out a long sigh, glanced at Cong Gang who was talking on the phone in front of the window, and then glanced sideways at Cong An'an who was sprinkling water on the flowers and plants. He cleared his throat and said to her:

"An'an, I brought some top-quality apples to your dad. Go wash one and give it to your dad to try!"

Feng Xinglang calculated: If you Cong Gang call me my son, I will call your daughter. Of course, the washed apples would not be given to Cong Gang. Feng Xinglang smelled the aroma of apples along the way and wanted to take a taste of how delicious these apples were. On weekdays, Feng Xinglang rarely took the initiative to eat fruit. Even the mangoes he likes to eat are not

I will specifically think about eating it.

Unexpectedly, Cong Anan just raised his head and glanced at the fruit basket, humming: "I have plenty of apples like this in my cold storage!"

"..." Feng Xinglang felt embarrassed as if he had been slapped in the face by his daughter-in-law, "Then take a few out of your cold storage and let me try them too!"

"You'd better take your fruit basket back to your home and taste it!"

Cong Anan stopped talking to Feng Xinglang and continued to water the potted plants.

"Cong Gang! How did you educate your daughter?"

After being ignored by Cong Anan, Feng Xinglang began to complain about Cong Gang. In his opinion, all mistakes were caused by Cong Gang.

Cong Gang came over after answering the phone, glanced at Feng Xinglang, who was in the early stages of hair loss, slightly raised his thick eyebrows, and said softly: "You can educate your daughter well, that's all!"

"Cong Gang, I have worked so hard to give you apples, but this is the attitude of you father and daughter?"

Feng Xinglang was not really angry. He has long been accustomed to this kind of neglect and arrogance from Cong Gang and his daughter.

"An'an, be good, go wash two apples and bring them here." Cong Gang said softly to his daughter.

Cong Anan flattened his little mouth, and this one came forward to take apples from the fruit basket.

"An'an, let me go wash it."

Feng Chongchong immediately put down the potted plant in his hand and came forward to take the apples for An An to wash. Feng Xinglang was really speechless when he protected his wife like this.

"Cong Gang, are you taking revenge on me? You actually raised my son to be a little wife slave?"

Watching his youngest son rush to the kitchen with two apples, Feng Xinglang, an old father, felt his heart tingle.

"If you think I'm not raising it well, you can take it back and raise it yourself!"

Cong Gang said softly. He could probably guess the purpose of Feng Xinglang's trip.

"Okay, just repay kindness with hatred!"

Feng Xinglang sighed, "I was blind to save such a white-eyed wolf like you!"

Feng Xinglang has been using this trick for twenty or thirty years. Every time he was unreasonable, he would use this as an excuse.

"Yes... why didn't you let me fend for myself back then!" Cong Gang said softly.

"I regret it, I regret it!"

Feng Xinglang had a heartbroken and regretful expression. If time could go over again, he would rush to help Cong Gang as soon as possible and prevent him from suffering such painful physical injuries!

After a slight pause, he stroked his rumbling stomach and said, "I'm hungry... go get me a bowl of wontons stuffed with king crab."

I heard from Wei Kang that Cong Gang made dumplings with Australian dragons and king crabs for the two children, and he also wanted to enjoy such treatment.

"The wontons stuffed with Aolong stuffing will be more tender." Cong Gang said warmly.

"Oh, you still gained experience from it?"

Feng Xinglang snorted sleepily, "Then why are you standing still? Go get it quickly!"

Feng Chongchong ran out of the kitchen, holding a washed apple in his hand, and brought a smaller one to Feng Xinglang.

"Daddy gives it to you..."

"I want it in that hand."

Feng Xinglang visually noticed that the apple in his younger son's other hand was obviously a little bigger.

"This is for Big Chongchong..." Feng Chongchong immediately handed the larger apple to Cong Gang.

It was too late, and Feng Chongchong never expected that his despicable father Feng Xinglang would rush over first and take a bite of the big apple. "Hahahaha..." Feng Xinglang laughed wildly after succeeding, "How about it, you still want to play tricks with your biological father? If you don't let me eat big food... there is no way!"