Chapter 1347 - Other forms of warmth

　　Being provoked by his son like this seemed to have also aroused Feng Xinglang's interest.

　　He really wanted to know: What kind of orchid would that mysterious guy, Cong Gang, like?

　　"So what do we bet on?"

　　Feng Xinglang turned his head and glanced at the little guy who was still in excitement.

　　"If the caterpillar likes my b.u.t.terfly flower, you lose! If you lose, you have to come with me to Pater Castle to visit my foster father! "

　　He had thought that the little guy would scratch his cheeks and think about it for so long, but unexpectedly, the little guy suddenly blurted out.

　　This bet … It seemed to have exceeded Feng Xinglang's expectations! He really didn't expect that his son would make such a request.

　　Without hitting the little thing's filial piety towards Hetun, the corner of Feng Xinglang's mouth hooked up slightly.

　　"But what if Cong Gang likes my Mo Lan? Then wouldn't you lose? "

　　"Um... That would be my loss! I lost... I'll listen to you! "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

　　The little guy was pretty good at this. Losing meant losing, while winning meant winning; he would admit his loss.

　　"Well... For the time being, I have not thought of it! "

　　Feng Xinglang really did not think that there was anything that the little fellow needed to do. He did not like to force his children to do things he did not like. Even if the little guy made some principled mistakes sometimes, if Feng Xinglang could close one eye, he would close his eyes for a while.

　　"If I lose, I'll study hard and listen to Mommy's words!"

　　The little guy helped his father, Feng Xinglang, to propose a condition, "Try hard to be a good son, how about it?"

　　"Study hard and be obedient, this is what you should do, okay? Can this even become a condition? "

　　Feng Xinglang scoffed, "I'll just keep it for now! I'll demand it from you when my father has made up his mind! "

　　"You make it sound like you will win … …" The little guy muttered, "Daddy, you will lose! "Let's just wait and see!"

　　… ….

　　He couldn't help but be impressed, Cong Gang had a body that was even tougher than steel.

　　In just a few days, he was already able to stand up.

　　Actually, it was not 'able', but Cong Gang forced himself to stand up.

　　If it was someone else, they would probably be stuck in bed for ten days to half a month, or even three to five months. He was used to being treated like a lord.

　　In this world, there were people who were willing to become a lord, and people who were willing to serve a lord.

　　One was willing to fight, the other was willing to take it!

　　"Boss, Feng Xinglang and his son are here."

　　"What are they doing here again?" Cong Gang frowned, "Just say that I'm not here!"

　　"The father and son pair are each carrying a pot of orchids … He looks pretty silly! "