Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

Feng Xinglang woke up from his stupor.

He had only been in the study for a short while before he was awakened by the nightmare.

Looking at the unchanging scene on the monitor, Feng Xinglang rubbed his eyes which were gradually becoming bloodshot as he thought about everything.

There are only two possibilities:

The first was that he had thought too much.

There was another possibility, and that was that Cong Gang had hidden it too well!

Feng Xinglang had personally witnessed Cong Gang\'s crafty tactics. He had learned all of his tricks brilliantly, and his comprehension ability was quite strong as well.

Once, Feng Xinglang had a good impression of Cong Gang. He felt that Cong Gang\'s comprehension ability was very high, and it was more suitable for her to stay by his side and help him complete a few difficult incidents that would cause him to be unable to see the light of day.

But Feng Xinglang had realized more and more that Cong Gang was a person who was truly difficult to control!

He will have his own thoughts, and a feeling of inferiority that will not submit to anyone pervaded his bones, so Feng Xinglang was not able to completely control him.

Cong Gang had been floating between control and uncontrollable!

In the past two to three hours, before Feng Xinglang fell asleep, he had been pondering about one thing: Cong Gang\'s motive for killing his wife, Lin Xueluo!

Cong Gang did not interact much with his wife Lin Xueluo. Feng Xinglang remembered that back then, it was Cong Gang who brought Lin Xueluo to the Pater Castle to rescue him.

At that time, Feng Xinglang was still very touched. He felt that he did not take Cong Gang\'s life for nothing after all!

And now …

The reason why Feng Xinglang was outstanding and wise was mostly because his way of thinking was not limited by others and was not fixed.

He would calmly look at things from all angles.

For example, right now, he suddenly had a thought: could it be that Cong Gang\'s drunkenness was not because of his wife Lin Xueluo, but because of some other motive? Because the one who had been severely injured was Xing Shisi …

Xing Shisi is from the Hetun! Xing Shisi\'s death undoubtedly had hundreds of benefits but not any harm to it!

Then the question was, why would he help Lan Youyou with this kind of murder plan?

Maybe he really was overthinking it!

It was because Lan Youyou\'s motive for wanting to kill his wife Lin Xueluo had already reached a point where everyone on the streets knew about it!

Only, Feng Xinglang felt that Lan Youyou could not come up with such a comprehensive plan!

After waking up from his stupor, Feng Xinglang rubbed his temples which had started to swell. He sat deeper in his chair and borrowed the moonlight outside the window to clean up a few things in his mind.

Suddenly, Feng Xinglang jumped up from the chair and walked towards the door of the study. When he held the doorknob, he went back to his desk, took out a Swiss Army knife from the box on the desk, and walked out of the study.

Feng Xinglang walked quickly towards the Sunlight House.

When Feng Xinglang opened the three chains, he had already sensed it.

His dark brows slightly raised: "This guy really has a lot of energy!" I just don\'t know how he\'s going to torture me again!

With Cong Gang\'s sharp senses, it was impossible for her not to know that Feng Xinglang had already suspected him!

But suspicion is suspicion, and Feng Xinglang who did not have any evidence could only doubt! Otherwise, he wouldn\'t have come to the sunlight room in the middle of the night to try and mess with him.

Cong Gang lied on his side on the sofa bed. This position made it easy for him to guard against any sudden attacks.

Just as Cong Gang was thinking whether Feng Xinglang would wake him up or kick him to wake him up, Feng Xinglang had already pounced on him and tightly suppressed him.

Before Cong Gang could recover his senses, with a ripping sound, the tip of the Swiss Army knife cut open his jacket, causing Cong Gang\'s chest to instantly become fiercely cold...

Cong Gang was shocked.

He was truly frightened!

Maybe when Feng Xinglang kicked him or stabbed him with a knife, he would not be so terrified!

Because Feng Xinglang was actually … He was actually tearing apart his clothes.

"Feng, Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?"

Cong Gang\'s tone of voice trembled slightly. Perhaps it was a panic experience he had never experienced before in his life.

Feng Xinglang did not answer Cong Gang\'s question. He was too lazy to answer.

After cutting Cong Gang\'s shirt, Feng Xinglang tore it open even more. He could clearly see his entire chest moving up and down.

"What is it? Are you afraid? "

Feng Xinglang took Cong Gang\'s agitated hurried breaths to understand that it was all because of his fear and dread.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you trying to do? You want to kill me? "

"Then tell me, what shameful deed have you done that requires me to use my blade to hack you to death!"

Feng Xinglang\'s hand then immediately probed into Cong Gang\'s body, and began to meticulously search for any suspicious items that he might bring with him.

When Cong Gang had locked Cong Gang into the Sunlight room, he had already searched all over Cong Gang\'s body. He took off all the things on his body. Unfortunately, nothing of value could be found.

If Cong Gang had also participated in the murder, he would have contacted the outside world.

Feng Xinglang\'s palm was warm, but it wasn\'t very smooth. It carried a shallow sense of roughness;

Cong Gang felt suffocated for a moment. However, his breathing became faster and his chest muscles rose and fell even more violently.

Just like the mental exhaustion before the execution!

Until... Until Feng Xinglang used the Swiss Knife to cut off his belt! Cong Gang then pressed down with his hand at the speed of lightning!

"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing?"

"Cong Gang, you couldn\'t have hidden something underground, right?"

Cong Gang\'s guilt made him even more confident that he would be able to find some valuable things from his body.

"Haven\'t you already searched it?"

Cong Gang said softly, suppressing the panic in his heart.

"Yes, I have. However, I feel that my previous search must have not been carried out cleanly! "

Feng Xinglang pulled Cong Gang\'s hand that was on his belt, "If you don\'t move your hand away, this daddy will cut off your hand too!"

"Feng Xinglang, you bastard! Don\'t touch me! "

"Why, are you so nervous? Are you feeling guilty? "

Feng Xinglang\'s strong and healthy body was not something that he could turn over just because he wanted to. And it was even the panicking Cong Gang.

"Stop! I don\'t have anything on me that you\'re looking for! "

Cong Gang said in a low voice. He was truly speechless at Feng Xinglang\'s despicable actions.

"I haven\'t even said what I\'m looking for. How do you know you don\'t have it on you?"

Seeing Cong Gang\'s angry look, Feng Xinglang was quite happy, "What? You\'re not shy, are you? Don\'t worry, I have everything you have! And it will only be stronger and fiercer than yours! "

Hearing the clanging of the iron chains, Basong immediately flew up from downstairs. However, he saw another scene in the sunlight room that was extremely intense.

What is Feng Xinglang doing? Could he be thinking of … He wanted to …

Basong was a little embarrassed to continue thinking about it!

"Scram!"

Cong Gang growled angrily, "Scram!"

Was he telling himself to scram?

If he were to f * * k off, and get beaten up by Feng Xinglang … What should he do then?

"Get lost!"

Cong Gang\'s low growl pierced through Basong\'s ears.

If you want to leave, then leave, the Boss should be able to deal with Feng Xinglang!

Although Basong was a little worried, he could clearly discern that Cong Gang was telling him to scram!

"You can also tell me to scram! Unless you cooperate with me obediently! "

To suppress Cong Gang, indeed, required a certain amount of physical strength; Feng Xinglang, who was completely focused on his training, did not notice Basong, who had quietly came up the stairs behind him. He already thought Cong Gang was telling him to scram.

Ten minutes later, Cong Gang was still stripped naked by this "scumbag" Feng Xinglang.

However, Feng Xinglang was unable to find any electronic equipment that could be used to contact Cong Gang, or even any parts of his body that humans despised. On Cong Gang\'s body, it was clean from head to toe.

Cong Gang sat on the floor with a thin blanket wrapped around his body. His eyes were still, as if he had nothing to live for!

As for Feng Xinglang, he sat on the sofa at the side and smoked his cigarette in a ruthless manner, as if he couldn\'t make head or tail of it.

Did he really think too much? Cong Gang did not participate in Lan Youyou\'s assassination attempt at all.

Or perhaps, after all these days, Lan Youyou had actually come up with a set of meticulous plans?

In these ten days, who was Lan Youyou with?

Other than Brother Feng Lixin, who else could it be?

It seemed that he had to meet Lan Youyou personally in order to obtain more accurate information!

"What, do you feel insulted?"

Feng Xinglang glanced at the stunned and silent Cong Gang.

No matter how hard he tried to force the answer, Cong Gang remained silent.

From the looks of it, even using an iron pincer would not be enough to pry open his mouth!

"Clang", Feng Xinglang threw the Swiss Knife in his hand onto the floor tile in front of Cong Gang.

"I\'ll leave a knife for you to kill yourself with!"

Finished speaking, Feng Xinglang stood up and walked out of the Sunlight House, and left without looking back.

After a long while, only then did Cong Gang slowly raise his head, and look in the direction Feng Xinglang had left in.

This despicable, vulgar, filthy, dirty scum!

One morning, the golden horizon opened in the east.

Beautiful and lonely.

"President Feng... President Feng... Oh no... Cong Gang, he … He ran away! "

Feng Xinglang had only narrowed his eyes for less than two hours, before Basong woke him up from his slumber.

"So be it …" He\'s not your father! "

Feng Xinglang\'s voice was tainted with a sleepy haze, and did not forget to bring along a trace of cold humor.

To be honest, throwing the Swiss Army knife to Cong Gang was Feng Xinglang\'s alternative way of saving him. He could be considered to have let him go.

Feng Xinglang wasn\'t sure if the unarmed Cong Gang could escape from the Sunlight House, but with that Swiss Knife, he could easily escape.

Just as Feng Xinglang had expected: Cong Gang had successfully escaped!

Feng Xinglang\'s indifferent response caused Basong to be stunned on the spot, and he was somewhat unable to continue speaking.

Could it be that something happened last night that shouldn\'t have happened?

That shouldn\'t be! With the BOSS\'s skill, even if it was restrained by the iron chains, it would still be able to defeat Feng Xinglang with one of his legs crippled!

Cong Gang had successfully escaped Feng Xinglang\'s demonic claws; however, the Basong who was left behind had a heavy burden.

First of all, he had to rush to the hospital and tell Lin Xueluo: The President Feng is currently working hard to find the culprit so that he could excuse Lan Youyou …