One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]


    Chapter 991 - Love but Not? Get it but not love?


    The word fort'' sounded really harsh.


    Feng Xinng''s clear and handsome face was covered with ayer of sullenness.


    He red at Cong Gang''s face that was asking for a beating, his eyes sharp and profound.


    It was as if she was slightly surprised that Cong Gang would actually use such a word to describe him, Feng Xinng!


    Feng Xinng was furious.


    But he was calm.


    He knew exactly what kind of person he was talking to and what kind of conversation would be more efficient.


    "Cong Gang, have you ever had a good friend in your life?"


    Feng Xinng suppressed his anger from a second ago and asked coldly.


    "Don''t tell me that your so-called friend needs to be built on a foundation that you, Feng Xinng, have an ulterior motive?"


    Cong Gang asked instead of answering. His eyes were still filled with ridicule.


    With a "Ka Pa" sound, a piece of the Australian lobster in his hand was broken.


    "Cong Gang, this old man saved your life, then you ate my life and spent mine … Now, not only are we meddling in other people''s business, we''re even f * cking messing with our brains to cause such a disaster to me and my family … "What kind of mentality do you have to do all these heinous things?"


    Feng Xinng had always thought that Cong Gang was still reasonable! It was just that it was a bit difficult to guess what Cong Gang was thinking.


    Cong Gang remained silent. asionally, he would raise his head and nce down at the sunroom.


    There were some curtains covering the room, so Ye Xiao couldn''t see anything from the downstairs. However, he could clearly see everything from the third floor.


    "Tell me your motives! You want Yan Bang to die? Or did the Hetun die? Or do you want the two of them to kill each other so that you can take advantage of the situation? "


    Cong Gang still did not respond to Feng Xinng''s question. He seemed to be waiting for someone!


    "What, you want to wait for Wei Kang to save you?"


    Feng Xinng took a sip of the red wine, "If I''m not wrong, Wei Kang and the others should have already been herest night, right? Why didn''t you run away with him? "


    Although Basong had done it wlessly when he opened the Sunlight Room, Feng Xinng was still able to discern some clues.


    Only, for the time being, he did not have any doubts or connections with Basong.


    "This leg cuffs... Did you really wear it when you were a kid? "


    Cong Gang asked a seemingly insignificant question in return.


    It was as if Feng Xinng had just said something, asked something, and he hadn''t heard anything at all!


    Feng Xinng was silent.


    It was obvious that he wasn''t very interested in this topic.


    "It looks like the father who raised you loved you but not his son; the father who gave birth to you only loved his son instead of his own son …"


    Cong Gang swept a nce at the handcuffs on his feet, and raised his eyes to look at Feng Xinng, feeling moved.


    She was already a husband and a father, but Feng Xinng''s heart was filled with pain from Cong Gang''s words.


    If one were to talk about his foster father, Feng Yishan, then he had indeed loved him for the first few years; his love for his eldest son, Feng Lixin, had even far surpassed his own!


    But then. It should have been when Feng Yishan found out that Feng Xinng was not his biological son, the cuffs were actually effective!


    From the love of a father, twisted to violent abuse, no one could stand it!


    "You want to feel sorry for me? Or do you want tough at me? "


    Feng Xinng asked. He asked calmly.


    Many yearster, when he went back to look at Feng Yishan''s sudden change in mood, Feng Xinng was able to ept it.


    "The two of us. It can be said that we are in the same boat! "


    Cong Gang said with a faint smile.


    "I''m different from you! I have never felt sorry for myself! The poor man is yourself! Always living in the shadow of others, without self! What''s the difference between being a trash puppet and that? "


    Maybe because he could notpletely control, scolding him seemed to be addictive to Feng Xinng.


    Cong Gang cast a sidelong nce at Feng Xinng, and muttered with a hint of Shang intent:


    "Feng Xinng, I am the only person by your side who would not pity you!"


    Feng Xinng looked straight into Cong Gang''s eyes, and frowned: "You''re pretending again! You and I don''t have any normalnguage tomunicate with each other anymore? "


    After being silent for a while, Feng Xinng asked in a heavy voice, "You won''t pity me … Does this mean that you want to kill me? "


    "Feng Xinng, such a smart person like you should know about the dangers of having a ''carbuncle patient'', right?"


    Cong Gang''s words had a profound meaning.


    "Speaking of nurturing carbuncle remnants …" You are the biggest ''poison carbuncle'' in my body! I should have dug you up earlier! "


    Feng Xinng retorted back.


    Cong Gangughed instead. Heughed lightly.


    He nced down the stairs again, and the smile on his face grew even wider.


    It was just that the smile on his face had changed!


    "ng ng". Before even waiting for the Butler Mo to open the door, Yan Bang had already viciously kicked open the door to the guest hall.


    "Mr. Yan, you …."


    The Butler Mo who was about to open the door was almost knocked on by the door.


    "Where''s Cong Gang? Where is he? Where did Feng Xinng hide him? "


    Yan Bang roared in anger.


    How did he know that the Second Young Master had ced Cong Gang under house arrest?


    Butler Mo knew that Yan Bang did note with good intentions, and was worried that he would ruin the good news for Second Young Master, so he instinctively wanted to stop the flustered and exasperated Yan Bang.


    "Mr. Yan, what happened? How can you be so angry? "


    "Where''s Feng Xinng? Did she hide in some corner with Cong Gang? "


    Yan Bang looked at Feng Family''s living room and then went upstairs.


    He remembered every word that Cong Gang had said on the phone.


    "Old Mo, go downstairs and get me some light food!" Thismb chops and Australian lobster, I really can''t get used to it! ''


    Cong Gang was not only in Feng Family, but he was also drinking and chatting happily with Feng Xinng!


    Sheep chop? Lobster? Good mood!


    "Mr. Yan, please drink some tea. I''ll give my Second Young Master a call right now … "


    "No need! I, your father, will personally go upstairs to find him! "


    Yan Bang pushed Butler Mo away and angrily went upstairs.


    "Mr. Yan... Mr. Yan... Drink some tea first! "


    The reason Butler Mo shouted at Yan Bang who had already gone upstairs was actually to wake him up.


    "Yan Bang?"


    Feng Xinng, who was in the sunlight room, heard Butler Mo''s warning, and at the same time, heard Yan Bang''s heavy yet impatient footsteps.


    Yan Bang directly rushed towards the sun room on the third floor!


    On the ground floor of Feng Family''s vi, he could already see the light of the third floor''s sunroom.


    "Why is he here?"


    Feng Xinng muttered and stood up.


    Subconsciously, he nced at Cong Gang whose four limbs were shackled, as if deciding whether or not he should let Cong Gang go first.


    Although he did not know the exact reason, he still clearly knew that Yan Bang hade for Cong Gang!


    When Feng Xinng subconsciously touched the key on his body, Yan Bang had already appeared in front of him.


    "Bon? Why are you here? You didn''t set a fire in the jail? "


    Feng Xinng joked around with him. It was rather cold.


    "Sheep chop?" Australian lobster? Red wine? So emotional! Feng Xinng, can I see who the target of your invitation is? "


    Yan Bang''s scarred face that was filled with unyielding flesh had a cold smile stered all over it.


    "You came at the right time! Then the three of us will have a good chat with each other! "


    Since Yan Bang had created this opportunity, then he, Feng Xinng, would make good use of this opportunity!


    "I didn''te at the right time, did I?"


    Yan Bangughed coldly, "I think I must have disturbed the two of you to drink and have fun!"


    Cong Gang, who was in the sunlight room, satfortably. He used the thin nket on the sofa to cover his hands and feet that were covered by the handcuffs. Seems to be enjoying it.


    "Cong Gang, there''s a path to heaven and you''re not walking it? You want to feign death withozi? I will fulfill your wish today! "


    Yan Bang pulled out a dagger that was shining with a cold light from his waist. Slicing through the wind, he shed towards Cong Gang who was on the sofa.


    "Yan Bang, what are you doing? Can you finish your words first? "


    Feng Xinng instinctively rushed forward to block Yan Bang, but was pushed back by him using a inertia. Furthermore, his injured leg was not fully healed yet, so with his unstable center of gravity, Feng Xinng struck backwards …


    Cong Gang continued to sit quietly, without moving an inch.


    The way he looked at Yan Bang was as if he was looking at an ugly clown.


    It was as if what Yan Bang was holding was not a sharp dagger, but a ything prop.


    Kenng


    The dagger in Yan Bang''s hand did not hit Cong Gang, but instead struck a piece of retractable steel pipe.


    "Basong? You dare to meddle in my business? Scram! "


    "If President Feng doesn''t allow you to touch him, you can''t touch him!"


    Basong responded faintly, not because he was scared off by Yan Bang''s ill intent.


    His reply was rather standard: Firstly, he could anger Yan Bang; secondly, he could also discern the rtionship between him and Cong Gang!


    A small fry like him actually dared to stop him, Yan Bang?


    The furious Yan Bang raised the dagger in his hand and rushed towards Basong with an uncontroble killing intent.


    Cong Gang just watched quietly. The corner of his lips curled up into a faint sneer. From time to time, he would cast a nce at Feng Xinng.


    Basong''s movements were not only nimble, but also extremely agile. He effortlessly avoided Yan Bang''s attack, causing the irritable Yan Bang to switch to the Cong Gang who was quietly sitting on the sofa watching the show.


    Before Yan Bang could even fully raise his dagger, Basong bumped into him, and pushed Yan Bang away from him!


    , who was momentarily unable to do anything, was so angry that he nearly devoured Basong.


    "Enough, stop fighting!"


    Feng Xinng bellowed, "Since you two are here, then speak properly: What hatred do I have for you two to be so irreconcble?"


    Pulling over a chair, Feng Xinng sat down steadily.


    But Yan Bang didn''t seem to want to say a single extra word to Cong Gang; and from the moment Yan Bang came in, it didn''t seem as if Cong Gang had even nced at him.


    "What? None of you have anything to say?"


    Feng Xinng scoffed, "Or did they f * * king be mute?"


    "Yan Bang, remember this next time: when you want to kill me, don''t ever do it in front of Feng Xinng! Because Feng Xinng will not allow you to kill me! Can''t you see? "How stupid!"


    Cong Gang opened his mouth first.


    It just so happened that Cong Gang wanted it to be so: These words of hispletely infuriated Yan Bang …