When Feng Xinglang returned to the Feng Family, it was already dusk.


Just as he entered the living room, Xueluo walked up to him and greeted, "Xinglang, is there any news?"


Looking at his wife's extremely anxious eyes, Feng Xinglang slightly nodded, "Mn, there is!"


"Second Young Master, is there really news? "Where's the Regiment now?"


Mo Ranran was forcefully brought back to the Feng Family to rest. The bruises from her fall from the stairs had not healed. She could not bear the walking and running.

"Xing Shisi has already found some clues, I asked Basong to help me! I think we'll find them in the morning. "

Although his words were spoken with ease, Feng Xinglang was not feeling well either. The thought of picking up eggs from the ground made his nose sour. Since a young age, this little thing had always been under his and his big brother Feng Lixin's care and care.


"Why do you have to wait until tomorrow morning? It's too dangerous for a single girl to be alone outside! "

Mo Ranran's eyes became red again, "We can't even waste a second!"

At this moment, when Feng Xinglang saw how worried the two girls were for Feng Tuantuan, he almost told them the truth.


However, he hardened his heart when he thought of how he could have a family living in harmony with him in the future.


"Where's my brother?" Thus, he changed the topic.


"Brother Lixin is still with the police searching for a group! If we can't find him, he won't come back and sit around waiting. "


Xueluo sighed in pain, "If there's any accident happening, Brother Lixin will probably blame himself for his entire life!"


What he said was the truth! Let alone Feng Lixin, even Feng Xinglang would blame himself.


"Enough, Xueluo, stop dreaming! I guarantee that nothing will happen to them! " Feng Xinglang walked over and gently hugged his grieving wife.

"Ran Ran, Xueluo, come and eat something!"

Butler Mo brought a bowl of chicken soup to his daughter, "Ran Ran, drink some chicken soup! You haven't eaten in a day. Even if you can take it, the child in your belly can't! "

"Dad, I'm really not hungry, and I can't eat!" Mo Ranran still did not extend his hand to receive it.

He knew that his daughter had neither appetite nor mood, so Butler Mo chose to bring the chicken soup after Second Young Master Feng Xinglang returned. He knew that the Second Young Master was very resourceful and would help him persuade his daughter that she couldn't eat.

"Ran, add fuel to the fire?"

Feng Xinglang replied warmly, "Don't keep looking for them, you're so tired! Your body, like the child in your belly, is as important as a ball! You protected yourself and your child so that you could help my brother! "


Feng Xinglang's words, were always filled with warmth amidst the severity of the situation.


"Then... "Then I'll drink!" Mo Ranran immediately took the chicken soup from his father's hands and gulped it down.


Seeing that Mo Ranran was enjoying the food quite well, Xueluo also gulped down a few mouthfuls of chicken soup.


He subconsciously glanced towards the window and noticed that there seemed to be a person missing …


Suddenly, Xueluo asked loudly: "Xinglang, where are the bugs? Didn't you take the bugs out with you? "


Being suddenly asked by his wife, Feng Xinglang was also startled, after that he realised, he had abandoned his little son, the bugs, in Cong Gang's haunted house and was looking at everything in the abandoned factory!


After planning out two more plans with Xing Shiqi, he returned back to the Feng Family. When she saw the pitiful look on the little girl's face, she started to panic and really forgot about picking up her youngest son from Cong Gang's haunted house.


Seeing her husband's confused look, Xueluo immediately raged. "Feng Xinglang, don't tell me you left those bugs alone in Cong Gang's villa again!"


"Xueluo... Xueluo... Don't be in such a hurry! I'll go get the bugs now! " Feng Xinglang immediately put the chicken soup back in his hand, and then stood up.

"Feng Xinglang, you big bastard! You. "You …"

who could not take it anymore, grabbed the leather pillar at his feet and threw it at his husband.


Feng Xinglang fled in panic.


"Sister Xueluo... Sister Xueluo... "Don't get excited!"


Mo Ranran had only drank half of the chicken soup, he did not expect the two to start fighting.


"Feng Xinglang, if I knew that you were so irresponsible, I wouldn't have given you so many children! Feng Xinglang, you bastard! " Xueluo rushed out, cursing and crying at the same time.

"Wife... Wife, I'm sorry! I'm going to pick up the bugs now! " Feng Xinglang fled Feng Family in a sorry state.

When Feng Xinglang rushed to Qibei Mountain City, the whole villa was covered in darkness.

"Insects?"

Feng Xinglang muttered somewhat panickedly, and practically tumbled while crawling into the villa.


"Insect …" Insect! " Feng Xinglang shouted loudly.


Not in the living room, not in the infirmary, not in the kitchen, not in the storeroom, not in the stairs. Feng Xinglang searched through them again and again but he still couldn't find any traces of his youngest son.


Where did the little thing go? Or … Or had he really been kidnapped?


In the master bedroom on the third floor, which was the room that Cong Gang usually slept in, Feng Xinglang saw a small humanoid figure under the blanket.

"Insect …" Insect! "

Feng Xinglang called out softly. The moment he lifted the blanket, his anxious heart was finally at ease.

The little guy opened his tired eyes and glanced at his father before letting out a long yawn.

"Darling, I'm sorry! "Dad is late!" Feng Xinglang tightly hugged his youngest son, and his voice also became hoarse.


"I can feel it when my father leaves!"


The little guy didn't seem happy at all at the arrival of his father, and was even a little annoyed.


"I don't feel it! Father will bring you home to feel it! "


Feng Xinglang carried his youngest son out from under the blanket, but discovered that his son was actually wearing pajamas?


A very fitting pajamas! It was clearly a child's model.


"Insect, your pajamas …" "Where did it come from?" Feng Xinglang frowned and asked.


The little guy pointed in the direction of the closet, "Buggy's clothes, here!"


Feng Xinglang placed his youngest son back onto the bed and then walked towards the wardrobe.


The woolen closet. There was actually a fingerprint lock? Was he afraid that someone would steal his clothes?


Feng Xinglang who was in a bad mood smashed his fist onto the closet.

"Daddy won't do it!" Chaos … The big bug is busy! "

The little guy immediately crawled out of bed to grab his father's clothes, preventing him from destroying the innocent wardrobe.


"Cong Gang, are you f * * king already back?"


Feng Xinglang faced the empty room and started cursing, "Don't sneak around and hide! "Hurry up and die for laozi!"


"The big bug is not here! Not noisy! Father is home! " The little guy grabbed the corner of his father's clothes and dragged him towards the door.


"Cong Gang, if you don't f * * king die and come out, this daddy will set your bug nest on fire!" Feng Xinglang took out the fire engine on him.


"Bad daddy! Little Bug, don't you dare kiss your father anymore! "


While complaining about his father, the little fellow walked out of the room barefooted.


The little guy was very smart. He knew that if he ran out now, his father would also come out with him.


"Insect …" Insect … Slow down! " Just as expected, Feng Xinglang followed behind his son and ran out.


On the way back to the Feng Family, the little guy sat silently.


Whatever Feng Xinglang asked, he did not answer.


"Little thing, are you angry with your father? "Since you're so protective of that dead insect, you can just go and be his son!"


With Feng Xinglang's intelligence, it was as easy as flipping his hand to make the angry little son speak.


"Good!" The little bug lives with the big bug! " The little guy was still too inexperienced, and in the end, he was still provoked by his own father.

"You wish!"

Feng Xinglang laughed, "Furthermore, Cong Gang does not have the qualifications!"


The little guy didn't pay any more attention to the bastard's father. He fell on his seat and fell into a deep sleep.

"Insect …" "Insect …"

Xueluo was waiting in the courtyard wearing a thin blanket. When she saw her husband's car enter, she immediately went up to him.


"Wife, Little Worm is asleep!" Feng Xinglang, who made his wife worried, said gently.


"Mommy, your father is shouting little bugs, fierce little bugs, and you don't love little bugs … The little insect is so pitiful! "

It was once a line from little friend Linnuo, but now the Sealing Insect had lent it to him. Even though the little guy was usually silent, he was very clear on who could subdue his arrogant father.

"Little bug be good, little bug don't cry! Mommy loves little bugs! "Always!" Xueluo held his youngest son in his arms, feeling uncontrollable pain in his heart.


"Wifey, I really didn't shout at him …" This brat is not learning well with Nuonuo! " Feng Xinglang smiled apologetically.


"Do you think it's good to not learn from your wife and children? Then divorce us! " Xueluo was furious.


"Wife, how could that be? "Don't you know how much I love you four?" Feng Xinglang explained anxiously.


"I don't want to hear any of this nonsense!"

Xueluo glared at her husband. "Stop talking! Don't touch me! Don't touch the little bug! "Go cool off to the side!"

Carrying his youngest son, who was ignored by his husband, Xueluo walked towards the living room without looking back.


At this moment, no matter how Feng Xinglang tried to defend himself, it was all in vain.

Because the cruel reality was already in front of his wife Xueluo: As her father, he had forgotten about his son in an empty house!

And he was still arguing!


"Sister Xueluo, are the bugs okay?" Mo Ranran stepped forward.


Feng Tuantuan had run away from home, but he still hadn't found anything. This little bug was almost lost to Second Young Master Feng again …

Why is this second young master so ambitious? He had actually left a three-year-old child in an empty villa for a whole day? In any case, no normal person would be able to do such a thing! You can't blame Sister Xueluo for getting angry!

"No problem!"


Xueluo sniffed the air and hugged his youngest son tightly, "Ran Ran, did you see that? For an irresponsible biological father like this, having a single child was more than enough! I even foolishly gave birth to three! "


"Xueluo..." Feng Xinglang wanted to say something but hesitated.

He actually wanted to say: I don't usually throw my eldest son and his younger son into Cong Gang's haunted house like this!

But he knew that now that he was going to say it, his wife would be even angrier. It was possible to beat him up!


Feng Xinglang, who had followed her to the nursery, was locked outside the door by his wife.


After a slight sigh, Feng Xinglang returned to the living room. The most pressing matter at hand was to settle the matters of Yuan Tuan and Big Ranran.


But it was still too early!


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