The words "swindled corpse" still frightened Xueluo a little.

　　"Xinglang, what nonsense are you spouting?"

　　Xueluo patted his chest, "It's early in the morning, why are you talking so much? Where did the saying of ghosts and G.o.ds come from in this world! "I didn't expect a man like you to believe this?"

　　"It was just a joke …" "Did it really scare you?"

　　Feng Xinglang went over and hugged the terrified woman in his embrace, and used his hands to replace the woman's hands to soothe her chest.

　　Xueluo did not care about the wrinkled black and white photo of Cong Gang. He felt that if he lost it, he lost it. If he couldn't find it, then so be it. Because Cong Gang was still alive, he could take as many photos as he wanted, couldn't he?

　　"Bug..." "Bug …"

　　The most unrelenting of them all was their little friend, the Sealing Worm. He muttered and shouted in front of his father and mother over and over again.

　　He felt as if he had lost his most beloved treasure, and his entire body was filled with tears. The little guy seldom cried, and most of the time, he was just quietly entertaining himself.

　　Sometimes, even Xueluo, the biological mother, didn't know why his youngest son would love Cong Gang so much. Was it because Cong Gang had saved them before? But that little thing was only a fetus!

　　However, his youngest son's character was similar to Cong Gang's. Both like quiet, do not like noisy, like the closed self world.

　　But in Feng Xinglang's opinion, all of this was not a coincidence or coincidence; it was a kind of conspiracy by Cong Gang!

　　Right! It was a conspiracy!

　　From the very beginning, Cong Gang had always plotted to hook up with his little son!

　　A good person should not be a good person, yet he had to learn to be like a ghost and float around his ghost house, attracting the attention of his children.

　　As for the little thing, it just so happened to like those strange and mysterious things, from being attracted to it, to its later love and appreciation, and to its wors.h.i.+p one day!

　　One step at a time! A child luring his ignorance!

　　This was all planned by Cong Gang! They wanted to despicably and shamelessly take over Feng Xinglang's child, in order to achieve some sort of further and unspeakable goal!

　　In Feng Xinglang's eyes, Cong Gang had never been a good person!

　　Even if Cong Gang were to take his life to save Feng Xinglang time and time again, in Feng Xinglang's opinion, that was only what he should do.

　　With regards to Cong Gang, the word 'thank you' never appeared in Feng Xinglang's dictionary!

　　In short, Cong Gang was his appendage! Even his life should be his!

　　… ….

　　The weepy little bug kid refused to go to work with the b.a.s.t.a.r.d's dad no matter what.