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The haunted house once covered with vines was renovated. From the appearance, it seems that there is not much difference between the rooms, but the depth seems to have expanded a lot. A variety of vegetation is still planted around it, enveloping a mysterious and weird atmosphere.

Coupled with the large newly built cemetery on the mountainside, even the sunny and sunny day can bring a chill from the back.

Feng Xinglang did not like these vines that were too suffocating. They always feel that they are the blockers that prevent sunlight from penetrating the haze.

The wooden house halfway up the mountain was empty, and Feng Xinglang rushed here.

When Feng Xinglang came in, Cong Gang was discussing something with Wei Kang, the servant of the dust. When Feng Xinglang walked in, they closed their eyes and looked at him.

"Weikang, there are things your master likes in the trunk! Go and bring them in! Handle them lightly! They cost a lot of money for this uncle."

Feng Xinglang called Wei Kang while he walked in towards Cong Gang and sat down on the rattan chair in front of him.

Looking around the eye, the simple gray tone looks deadly; this is in line with Cong Gang's personality.

"President Feng is still missing that little money to buy flowers and plants?" Cong Gang snorted.

Feng Xinglang gathered his eyes around him, and looked at Cong Gang slightly. "How do you know I want to send you flowers? The dog sniffed it out?"

Cong just glanced at Feng Xinglang, then turned his head and ignored him.

"You say that you are a big man, and you really like to raise these delicate flowers and plants? Your interest and hobby are nice and elegant; you have a bad taste ... you are not mentally sound!"

Feng Xinglang can't understand how a man spends so many good times in life to wait for flowers and plants.

Just to appreciate the beauty of orchids when they bloom? Fragrant?

"So what do you think a man needs to be in order to be mentally sound?"

Cong Gang took a sip of tea and asked Feng Xinglang leisurely.

"More to go!"

Feng Xinglang stretched his limbs and laid two strong legs on the edge of the table in front of Cong Gang. "Money, beauty ... be happy in time!"

Cong Gang did not refute Feng Xinglang. Because of this topic they should not be able to talk together. It would be more useless to say.

"I'm here for a special trip to thank you!"

Feng Xinglang took his own leg and sat up a bit. "Three pots of precious orchids are just talking to express their hearts!"

"When did Mr. Feng become so cheesy?" Cong Gang asked softly.

"I sincerely thank you! You have taken the whole picture!"

Feng Xinglang snorted, "Less so yin and yang talk to me! Tired!"

"Then I just accept it!"

Cong Gang glanced at the three pots of orchids that Wei Kang moved in, not salty or indifferent: "Although these three pots of orchids ... very often!"

Feng Xinglang took a subconscious look back, only to find that the three pots of orchids were lush and seductive. Where would it be?

Feng Xinglang, who has little research on orchids, did not continue this very boring topic with Cong Gang.

"Cong Gang, I was very curious: how did you track Xing San and still not be found by him?"

Feng Xinglang asked tentatively. He always felt that Cong Gang had too many secrets, and sometimes it was strange and not like a terrestrial.

"Why, do you want to learn from me as a teacher?" Cong Gang smiled slightly.

Feng Xinglang came close to himself, "It is enough for me to have a ready-made slave for me!"

Cong just didn't answer. Feng Xinglang's self-righteous arrogance is not a day or two.

"My brother has to thank you in person! Arrange a time for my brother to be the owner, and you go to a banquet! If you give me some money for remuneration, you will accept it, which is also my brother's sincerity!"

Feng Lixin has been in a hurry for the past two days, so Feng Xinglang had to come forward to meet Cong Gang.

"Your brother has more conscience than you. At least I know Thanksgiving!"

Cong Gang does not need Feng Lixin's thanks. The reason why he helped Feng Lixin find his daughter was entirely because of Feng Xinglang.

"What a gratitude pic!"

Feng Xinglang turned back to Cong Gang, "When I rescued you from Chinatown, I was waiting for you to thank you!"

"Feng Xinglang, you take less of the original incident and talk about it again and again!"

Cong Gang hummed, "I owe you nothing!"

"You owe it if you owe it! You are my life! You can only use it in my life! You no longer enjoy freedom, you know?"

This is how Feng Xinglang has been oppressing Cong Gang.

From the bone, Cong Gang was defined as a slave!

And still a slave who can't turn over in a lifetime!

"Feng Xinglang, do you feel like you came to thank me?"

Cong Gang is not upset. To really annoy him, I have probably been annoyed by Feng Xinglang many times.

"Why, give you some color, you really want to use it to open the dyeing room!"

Feng Xinglang snorted quietly, "Be your slave, this promising career!"

Watching Feng Xinglang's sports car drive away, Wei Kang's fist clenched.

"Boss, you really can hold your breath! Let me kill Feng Xinglang many times!"

"Take yourself a **** to make yourself angry ... not worth it!"

Cong Gang whispered softly, and came over, admiring carefully the three pots of orchids that Feng Xinglang himself sent.

He knew that the three pots of orchids were not from the hands of Feng Xinglang, but he had this heart and it was enough!

...

"Uncle Mummy, will Tuantuan wear this card tomorrow?"

What makes Xue Luo sigh is: In the past two days, Feng Tuan Tuan didn't feel sad because of her mother-in-law Lan Yuyou's death, but instead cheerfully called her ‘Uncle Mummy’;

"Well, this pink hair extension is the best!"

The snow fell carefully and put the pink hairpin on the little cute.

"Really? I'll show Brother Nono."

Put on the card to seal the group, happily ran toward Linuo who ran over the Transformers.

"Brother Nono, take a look at Tuantuan, okay?"

"Play aside! Don't bother me to assemble the super team!"

Lin Nuo didn't even raise his head.

"Brother Nono, just take a look at Tuantuan ... Take a look! Tuantuan will wear this pink card to school tomorrow."

"Are you annoying!"

Lin Nuo finally raised his head, and gave a dismissive glance at Feng Tuan Tuan. "What are you dressed for? You want to be chased by bad boys again! Don't come to me and cry!"

"That group will not wear this card tomorrow! Just put on two pigtails!"

Seeing that Brother Nuo Nuo didn't like to wear the pink hairpin himself, the cutie dropped it and discarded it.

What a woman who pleases herself!

Feng Xinglang explained to Mo Ranran: Nothing to do these days, including two children, does not need her to take care of her; her only task is to keep an eye on Feng Lixin.

Mo Ranran did not want to agree. Because she felt that his wife was dead and her husband was sad and sad for a while, it was also reasonable! Besides, she didn't want to watch Feng Lixin as a prisoner every day.

But when Feng Xinglang said that his elder brother Feng Lixin might commit suicide because of Lan Youyou's death and depression, which made Mo Ranran startled, he kept an eye on every word and action of Feng Lixin.

No matter how malicious Lan Youyou is, how dead he is, but she is the biological mother of his wife Li Xin and her daughter.

Feng Lixin still arranged a small room in the villa next door to worship Lanyouyou.

When Feng Lixin came out of the small room, he saw Mo Ranran yawningly waiting outside the door.

"Ran Ran, you don't have to stare at me so hard every day ..."

"Tuantu has just lost my mother, I can't just watch her disappear with my dad! I have nothing hard to do."

Mo Ranran handed Feng Lixin the windbreaker in his arms.

"Is Xinglang making you stare at me like this every day? Why is he fooling you? Say I will kill myself because of Lan Yuyou's death?"

Mo Ranran nodded heavily.

"Do you really believe it?"

Feng Lixin smiled bitterly, "Do you think there are groups, will I do the stupid thing of committing suicide?"

"That may be so! I always think that you have been holding in your heart these days ... hiding ... suppressing yourself!"

"Not as complicated as you think!"

Feng Lixin sighed slightly, "Even for the group, I will go with her!"

Wei Dun, Feng Lixin turned his head to Mo Ranran, "Ran Ran, actually these days, I'm quite relaxed ... really!"

"……Relax?"

Mo Ranran was startled, raised his hand and waved a few times in front of Feng Lixin's eyes, "Brother Lixin, shouldn't you be really depressed?"

"Ran Ran, you don't understand ... That's a relief! The relief in the soul!"

Feng Lixin looked up to see the starry sky dotted with stars, "I think my daughter and I will be happy tomorrow!"

"Brother Li Xin, it's great that you can think so! I really want to see the old Feng Fengxin who is so gentle and active and loves life!"

Mo Ranran was so excited that he clapped his hands and applauded.

"You don't have to follow me every day now?" Feng Lixin asked.

"That won't work!"

Mo Ranran came forward and grabbed Feng Lixin's arm, "Who knows if you are telling the truth! Wait for three months before the danger period!"

"..." Feng Lixin froze a bit.

Wanting to tear Mo Ranran's arm holding his arm, but she seemed unable to refuse her sincere and caring heart.

After Fengjia spent two days off with his two children, Xue Luo went to GK Ventures to report with a full spirit.

Thinking of it, Xue Luo warmly asked her husband Feng Xinglang, "Xing Lang, Nina said that I have found a new and beautiful secretary for you. I wonder if you are satisfied with the President?"

"I haven't seen anyone yet, but Nina is doing things, I always rest assured! She will only help me exploit more surplus value!"

A mouthful of big capitalists!

"Why, is there psychological pressure?"

Feng Xinglang pursed her lips and asked the thoughtful woman with a smile.

"Just what you have: The only qualification that can climb into the President's adult bed is enough to crush all competitors who want to hit your husband! Have this confidence!"