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

　　Chapter 764 - Sharp Teeth and Fangs

　　Cong Gang's words seemed to pierce right into Feng Xinglang's sore spot.

　　Maybe Cong Gang was right, his private life was indeed messy. There were too many things to consider! Although Feng Xinglang wanted to work hard to pursue the peaceful days of a wife and children.

　　"OK!"

　　Feng Xinglang gracefully flicked the ashes from his finger at the side of Cong Gang's body.

　　In front of Cong Gang, he had no morals at all!

　　It was as if Feng Xinglang wanted to see how Cong Gang would not be able to destroy him even though she hated him for his low quality behavior!

　　"Since I can't interfere with your matters... "Then I can only mind my own business!"

　　Feng Xinglang looked straight into Cong Gang's eyes, and returned to normal, asking sternly: "Tell me, why did you bring my son away from the villa in the middle of the night?"

　　"Why do you suspect me? but you don't doubt the Hetun? "

　　Cong Gang asked instead of answering. He did not defend himself, nor did he deny it.

　　"I have my suspicions! But as it turned out … It's not him! "

　　Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang's expressionless face, wanting to break his mental defenses bit by bit.

　　However, Feng Xinglang had more or less underestimated Cong Gang's tenacious ability to hibernate. Like a trained ninja.

　　There was no joy on his face, and no anger on his face.

　　"What kind of truth is it that can prove that the Hetun is innocent?"

　　Cong Gang continued to ask. It was as if their entry point were not at the same point. One wants to follow the results; the other is obsessed with a process.

　　"The person who kidnapped my son from the villa was perfect!"

　　Feng Xinglang was not in a hurry to finish. Instead, he took a deep breath of the smoke, and slowly exhaled the smoke in circles in front of Cong Gang.

　　He knew that Cong Gang did not smoke. He also knew that Cong Gang hated smoking secondhand cigarettes.

　　And at such a close distance!

　　Seeing the anger on Cong Gang's face, Feng Xinglang took another drag of the cigarette. This time, he did not vomit. Instead, he leaned closer to Cong Gang's face that looked like he was wearing a mask.

　　He then spat out the smoke that had acc.u.mulated in his mouth onto his face.

　　He was just so lacking in manners!

　　Cong Gang finally moved. He gently waved the smoke away from his face.