Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

The life waited and watched by his wife and children was blissful.

But the moment Feng Xinglang stepped into the villa, he inevitably felt guilty towards his wife and children.

Maybe it was just another person\'s mistake, but he, Feng Xinglang, was a man with a family. Sometimes, indulgence was undoubtedly tantamount to a crime.

The little friend Linnuo was holding Ma Mi Xueluo\'s arms as she listened to reading the report on Holmes. When he saw his father Feng Xinglang, he immediately jumped.

"Feng Xinglang, what\'s the time? Why did you only just return? They\'re starving your wife and children to death! "

The little guy continued to berate Feng Xinglang, who had returned late. Her small appearance was tinged with a faint sense of hostility.

"Daddy is busy making money for milk powder!"

Feng Xinglang explained to his son while grabbing onto the subtle expressions on Xueluo\'s face: Being with a group of uncles, it shouldn\'t be related to Weibo, WeChat, or any other fields, right?

Without question, Feng Xinglang was trying to determine whether or not Xueluo knew about the existence of those photos.

"Why don\'t you eat first with the child? If you are hungry and want to kiss your son, don\'t you feel heartache? "

Feng Xinglang carried his son who was whining loudly with each hand, and wrapped his arm around the woman\'s supple waist with the other.

"Your son is going to wait for your son to come back and eat together with your father. What else can I do?"

Xueluo reprimanded her softly, with a hint of dissatisfaction, and also full of love for men.

"... I love you! "My world!"

Feng Xinglang kissed his son Linnuo, then quickly kissed him on the cheek. He then hugged her tightly and snuggled up to her.

"Enough, Feng Xinglang. If you really love your precious son, come back early and have dinner with him! In case this little thing waits eagerly for you to come back. "

Xueluo followed the flow and made his own request. Of course, it was using his son Linnuo as a shield.

After a pleasant dinner, Feng Xinglang accompanied his son to play for a while, and after personally coaxing the little guy to sleep, he got up and left.

Xueluo\'s gaze landed on the man on the balcony. His upright posture and lonely figure …

Feng Xinglang either called or answered calls from other people. Separated by the glass door and screen, Xueluo couldn\'t hear the contents of the letter, but he could feel the man\'s annoyance and hidden ruthlessness.

Xueluo originally wanted to walk down to the ground level to give the man a thicker robe, but in the end he still held back. He silently looked at the man\'s back, unable to shift his gaze away for a long time.

******

When Wei Kang arrived at Cong Gang\'s residence, it was already late at night.

Cong Gang had not fallen asleep yet. Sitting in the dim light. It seemed like he was waiting for Wei Kang.

"Boss, you haven\'t slept yet?"

After he asked, Wei Kang seemed to realize that his opening remark was stupid.

"Yes." Cong Gang replied indifferently.

"About six o\'clock this afternoon, Feng Xinglang rushed to the Yulong City and beat Yan Bang up … \'s looks are about to be broken by Feng Xinglang! "

"Is there a reason?"

Cong Gang did not care whether Yan Bang had broken his promise or not, but he was more interested in why Feng Xinglang had beaten him up.

"Just look at this."

Wei Kang brought out a stack of photos that he obtained from the internet and placed in front of Cong Gang.

When the first photo entered Cong Gang\'s eyes, he slightly frowned.

"Don\'t even mention it... Feng Xinglang is really something! Even if I were to sell him a piece of meat, he would still be a top-notch person! "

Cong Gang flipped through the photos one by one.

"I really didn\'t expect that the burly Yan Bang would actually have such a hobby!"

Wei Kang sighed, "And this Feng Xinglang can actually be willing to be an object beneath him? It really makes things difficult for him! "

"Maybe you think that Feng Xinglang is in a difficult situation, but Feng Xinglang is enjoying it a lot!"

The corner of Cong Gang\'s lips curled up into a cold and chilling arc.

"But no matter how I look at it, Feng Xinglang\'s X orientation is abnormal! Didn\'t he already have a wife and children? Could he be … Men and women all eat the same type? "

Wei Kang voiced out his doubts.

Cong Gang\'s eyes twitched, then slowly drooped down.

"This is the result of Feng Xinglang not being greedy enough!"

With that said, Cong Gang threw the picture in his hand away, and picked up the coffee cup beside him and took a sip. He asked again, "Did Feng Xinglang manage to find out who produced these photos?"

"I seem to have a clue!" Feng Xinglang took out the surveillance videos from the front and back, locking onto a servant that was waiting on Yan Bang. She seems to have already resigned from Yulong City. "

"The servants that serve Yan Bang? Male or female? "How old?" Cong Gang asked.

"She\'s about fifty years old. We have served Yan Bang for a few years. "

"An old woman in her fifties..."

Cong Gang slightly narrowed his eyes, as he calmed himself down and focused on his thoughts.

"I wonder what she\'s thinking!" Extortion? Extortion? Or is it revenge? "

"She doesn\'t have the guts to directly provoke Yan Bang! At most, you just want to get rich! "

"Dig for money?" Wei Kang was startled, "She has already posted these photos online, how can she bargain with Yan Bang?"

"If I had guessed correctly, she would have found a buyer long ago! Furthermore, he took the money and flew away uncontrollably! "

"Boss, are you saying that the buyer behind the scenes planned all of this? And the motive? Let Feng Xinglang and Yan Bang lose their reputation? "

Cong Gang did not continue to answer Wei Kang\'s question. Instead, he smiled lightly.

"Yan Bang... Heaven has its way, but you refuse to walk down it. Hell has no door! "

It was a sneer, but also a sneer!

"Someone wants to kill Yan Bang? Just based on these photos? " Wei Kang was even more suspicious.

"Yes!" These photos … Enough to bring about Yan Bang\'s self-destruction! " Cong Gang laughed sinisterly.

Yan Bang had killed Cong Gang many times already. Every time, Cong Gang would lower himself and endure the humiliation.

Under Feng Xinglang\'s suppression, Cong Gang had always tolerated Yan Bang …

But there was no need for that now! Because someone would kill Yan Bang for him!

"Wei Kang, find a private newspaper and send these photos over. Then let the little newspaper paragraphs be handwritten on a piece of article with a rich picture and text sent out. Then, before the sun rises, he would send those newspapers to the Shallow Water Bay … "Then that\'s it!"

Cong Gang\'s words had enlightened him.

"Boss, you are trying to use Hetun\'s power to get rid of Yan Bang! Right, right, why didn\'t I think of that... Feng Xinglang is the biological son of the Hetun! "

Wei Kang immediately understood Cong Gang\'s intentions, "With the ruthlessness of the Hetun, how could he allow someone who has slept with his son to live in this world? Isn\'t that slapping his Hetun\'s face? "

"Go and do something! "Remember to put aside your personal relationship!"

"Don\'t worry, I will publish it in the name of \'Butterfly that can\'t fly across the sea\'."