Chapter 1531: Cong Gang is not very loving

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Feng Xinglang pondered: Cong Gang's woman must know Cong Gang's contact information!
Otherwise, how can you be in love?
After spending less than three hours in the study, Feng Xinglang was awakened by Nightmare. This feeling is very bad.
For almost a year, I have never had such a nightmare! Especially when the wife and children are on the side!
Feng Xinglang rubbed his beard's cheek a few times with a force, glanced at the morning light outside the window, and stood up towards the master bedroom.
The gentleman's knock on the door reminded the woman in the room. There was no response.
With the alertness of women, it should be awake. Seeing that the door was just a cover, Feng Xinglang pushed the door in after the third knock.
The temporary Mrs. Feng Er did not sleep on the comfortable bed; she just sat silently on the cloth sofa beside her, moving like a pensive sculpture.
This action seemed to last for several hours.
Intuition tells Feng Xinglang: This woman's condition today is a bit wrong!
But Feng Xinglang didn't want to worry about a woman's gossip. When she was about to speak, the woman looked up at him, her eyes bloody. It seems that her mask and the like last night were made in vain!
"Feng Xinglang, do you confess your woman to Song Tai ... aren't you afraid that he will have your opinion of your woman?"
"..." This question is actually not unexpected. But Feng Xinglang always felt that the way women asked questions was a little weird.
"I'm worried ... but I'm willing to believe Cong Gang's character!"
"How do you know Song Tai? Can you tell me?"
A woman stretched her limbs. After all, maintaining an action for several hours was uncomfortable.
"You can talk ... but ... I want you to do me a favor!"
Feng Xinglang said quite devotionally, and did not make a woman think he was going to beat her.
"What's busy?" The woman asked.
"Well ... can you contact me Cong Gang? I'm worried about my wife!"
The corner of the woman's lips froze coldly, "Have you never known Song Son's contact information?"
"This, weird?" Feng Xinglang frowned slightly.
Because he could detect: What the woman showed was not contempt and ridicule, but a kind of indescribable ... sadness?
The sadness on her face was certainly not sadness for him; it was more like sadness for herself!
"I love Song Thai ..." The intent on the woman's face was stronger.
"Congratulations!"
Feng Xinglang was not surprised. This woman and Cong Gang are also considered to be in the same circle. She would like Cong Gang, not surprising.
It is a wonderful thing to fall in love with someone, but why is this woman sad?
"Isn't this a lot of love?"
Feng Xinglang comforted the woman casually, "He has a bad temper ... sometimes arrogant like an uncle! You can accommodate him more!"
"By the way, do you really have his contact information?" This is the purpose of Feng Xinglang.
The woman wiped her face and wondered if she was wiping tears. "Okay, I tell you! But I have a condition: you must use the speakerphone to let me hear you talking to him!"
"..." What hobby does this woman have? Could it be possible for him to be on guard?
"of course can!"
Feng Xing Langman promised. Because he felt that he had no whisper to Cong Gang that this woman could not hear.
Women are not using ordinary mobile phones, and they seem to have much smaller electronic devices than satellite phones. She called up and spoke Spanish. Fortunately, Feng Xinglang can understand. Probably let the person over there transfer the call to Cong Gang.
"Well, say." Still Spanish. But Feng Xinglang could clearly hear that, it was Cong Gang's voice.
"Cong Gang, what about my wife? Can she get a call?"
According to the woman, Feng Xinglang's conversation with Cong Gang could be heard by the women on the side.
"... I really underestimated you!"
"Cong Gang, is it fun for you to like this? You know that I'm worried about my wife ... what can I do with a phone call? Are you intentional?" Feng Xinglang became irritable.
"I can send your wife back now." Cong Gang's voice was slightly angry.
"... No need!" Feng Xinglang's lips twitched fiercely. "Cong Gang, if my wife is in trouble, I will pull you to together!"
"Lia, you made a mistake!"
After speaking, the phone was caught in a long chirp. It should have been suspended by Cong.
Obviously, Cong Gang's last sentence should be addressed to women. This was the first time Feng Xinglang heard a woman's name, Lia.
"Dog! Why didn't you kill you!" Feng Xinglang cursed.
"Relax, your woman will be safe with Song Thai!"
A woman's gaze is a bit stunned, like a puppet whose soul has been taken away, "In ten minutes, you will receive a call from your wife!"
"Really? Thanks."
While thanking the woman, Feng Xinglang seemed a bit guilty, "Cong Gang won't treat you what. After I'm done, I'll plead with him for you! That guy is soft and hard!"
The woman looked up at Feng Xinglang, with a hint of amused smile on the corner of her mouth, "You haven't told me: how did you and Songtai know each other!"
"I saved him a life in Chinatown! At that time he was dying. He was covered with blood, and he certainly couldn't live ..."
"Why are you saving him?" The woman asked tightly.
"..." Feng Xinglang wanted to say: "Save a life to win a seven-level floating slaughter," such as grandiose words, but I think this woman named Lia should not believe it.
"At the time, I just wanted to see if he was completely dead!"
This is the big truth. At that time, Feng Xinglang really just wanted to take a close look at how a person looks when he was dying.
"I just gave him a simple treatment and lost some antibiotics and nutrient solution. I didn't expect him to wake up after a few days and nights in a coma!"
"What did Song Tai tell you when he woke up?" The woman asked.
"It's been more than ten years ... how could I remember!"
From time to time, Feng Xinglang took a look at his cell phone, and his mind was used to wait for his wife's phone.
"Think about it!" The woman insisted to know.
Feng Xinglang glanced at the woman. He recalled that she called herself at the risk of being accused by Cong Gang.
"He didn't seem to say anything ... just looked at me so stupidly! He didn't speak for days!"
"It was you who gave him birth!"
"..."
Reborn? Still crossing it!
Feng Xinglang was not interested in knowing what the woman thought. When he saw a long string of garbled characters on the phone, he immediately got up and left the room.
This time it should be a phone call from his wife!
"Hey, baby ..." Jiu Si's thick voice called.