Sweet Marriage with My Evil Husband

Cong Gang takes care of a basin of Clivia in his hand without strabismus, waiting for him in the way of ignoring Feng Xinglang.

He knew that Feng Xinglang always went to his haunted house.

Feng Xinglang pinched off a Phalaenopsis and sent it to his nose to smell it, but he couldn't smell any aroma.

From Feng Xinglang's actions, we can see that he is not a person who will take the initiative to pity on jade.

Flowers are like women. Between appreciation and picking, Fengxing Langxi habitually chooses the latter. It's the same for women.

So it's very painful to fall in love with a woman named Feng Xinglang. How about LAN you, so is Lin xueluo.

"Hetun has returned to Shencheng."

Feng Xinglang didn't want to enjoy the potted plants and flowers in this big room. After he flicked the Phalaenopsis between his fingers, he got back to business.

"Well."

Cong Gang took a look at the Phalaenopsis that had fallen to the ground by Feng Xinglang's bullet, just a faint hum.

"There's another Xing 12 around him."

Feng Xinglang is another sentence. With a long sad ending.

It seems that he can also ease the sharp pain from his son Linnuo's injured little eyes.

"Well."

Cong gang was still humming. Light, like perfunctory.

"He has my wife and children in his hands."

Feng Xinglang asked again.

"Well."

Cong Gang hummed again.

Fengxing langdun came down and slightly narrowed his eyes to the CongGang who was still taking care of the basin of Clivia.

"Talk to me!" Feng Xing's fierce cold hum.

Cong Gang just lifted his eyes and glanced at Feng Xinglang lightly. Yousheng replied, "does this have anything to do with me?"

It doesn't really matter!

More than ten years ago, he rescued Cong gang from Chinatown. Many years later, Cong Gang rescued Feng Xinglang from Hetun, whose life was on the verge of death. Their gratitude and resentment were even!

So Cong Gang said that it had nothing to do with him, which makes sense.

But Feng Xinglang is quite upset! He didn't think Cong Gang should speak to his master in such a tone!

Perhaps in Feng Xinglang's opinion, it is a great gift for him to save Cong Gang, and Cong Gang's saving him is what a valet should do.

Feng Xinglang's demeanor always brings a little subjective hegemony and arrogance.

"Why do I feel like I'm itching to hit someone?" Feng Xinglang hissed coldly.

Feng Xinglang is not omnipotent. He needs help, too. If Hetun plays financial games with him, it is estimated that ten of them are not his opponents, but he wants to play brutal and violent games with him.

Cong Gang's gentle eyes brushed his face from Feng Xinglang's Junyan and laughed:

"you can't beat me again! It's not sure whether it's beating or being beaten! "

Cong Gang's words really hurt Feng Xinglang's self-esteem.

But when I savor it carefully, I can read out some strange feelings. It's like teasing a rebellious urchin.

Feng Xinglang can't beat Cong gang.

Not to mention Feng Xinglang, even Yan Bang is not necessarily Cong Gang's opponent.

Yan Bang has more brute force than Cong gang.

Feng Xinglang is not interested in orchids. There are not many orchid varieties that can be recognized. So, he picked up the pot of green orchids in his hand and clattered on the marble floor.

With CongGang's attention, Feng Xinglang smashed more than ten pots of orchids. Some of them are rare.

People who have raised orchids all know that orchids are very delicate and difficult to serve.

Cong Gang must have done a lot to serve these orchids. But now he has no pity on xianglang.

"Don't stop! Keep smashing! Anyway, these orchids are all bought with your silver of Feng Xinglang! "

Cong Gang's good temper has reached its peak. It seems that Feng Xinglang's ferocity will not affect his mood at all.

Feng xinglangdun fell and smashed the potted plants, and looked back at CongGang's leisurely clean face.

"I sleep with your sister! You take millions from Laozi every month and buy these flowers and plants? "

In fact, Cong Gang is not short of money. Why take money from Feng Xinglang? Maybe only in his own heart.

"If someone spends your money, you should feel happy! It's like Feng Xinglang's wife and children are now spending the money of Hetun! No matter how much money you have, what's the use? "

Cong Gang's words really made Feng Xinglang angry for several reincarnations.

He doesn't know what pot he's talking about! Knowing that it was the thorn in Feng Xinglang's heart, Cong gang was about to touch it.

Feng Xinglang repressed his anger and said, "if you spend my money, you have to do things for me!"

"That's your gesture of asking for help?"Cong Gang once again buried himself in his Clivia and took care of it like a beloved woman.

Without saying a word, Feng Xinglang came forward and smashed the basin of Clivia.

Cong Gang raised his eyes and looked at Feng Xinglang, who was glaring at him.

A few seconds later, Cong Gang asked quietly, "is your bad temper from Yan Bangchong? You'd better go to him! He will cater to your appetite! "

"Did Yan Bang sleep with your sister in his last life? Or your sister who slept with Yan bang in your last life? Do you two have to live like this? "

Feng Xinglang really can't understand why Yan bang and CongGang have to bite the dog like this!

Cong Gang didn't answer Feng Xinglang's words. Instead, he crouched over to pick up the basin of Clivia that Feng Xinglang had smashed.

Cong Gang's lukewarm attitude really upset Feng Xinglang. He stepped on the Clivia. Under the trample of his fine leather shoes, the Clivia immediately disappeared.

Just like a battered woman!

Cong Gang is still not angry. He stood up slowly and gave Feng Xinglang a light glance.

"Do you know why Hetun likes to let others do multiple choice questions so much?"

Light, Cong Gang asked.

"I'm not interested in knowing!" Feng Xing gave a surly voice.

Cong Gang didn't interrupt his words because of Feng Xinglang's fierce voice and anger:

"because Hetun is a difficult choice! So he especially wants to see other people's choice in agony! "

"You mean Will Hetun ask me to do multiple choice again

Feng Xinglang is cool and handsome.

Cong Gang sighed and shook his head, "doing multiple choice questions is only his means, but not his purpose!"

"And what is his purpose?" Feng Xinglang asked harshly.

Cong Gang once again glanced at Feng Xinglang, "you are so smart, you still need to ask me?"

Feng line Lang Fei thin lips, because of suppressed anger and coldly evoke.

He deeply gazed at Cong Gang's indifferent face, and really wanted to give him a heavy blow.

"Cong Gang, I have a word with you. Why is it getting harder and harder?"

"Fireworks are just a flash, but some people are willing to wait for it for a lifetime!"