Chapter 1675 - Twisting Love 3

　　Seeing that Feng Xinglang was not optimistic about him and Yuan Duoduo, Bai Mo was immediately in a bad mood.

　　"Brother Lang, you still have the nerve to say that? Last time, didn't you say that as long as I slapped the marriage certificate in front of Yuan Duoduo, she would fiercely kiss me? I've already done as I said, and I haven't even seen her kiss me! "

　　If it did not achieve the expected effect and Yuan Duoduo did not personally come, Bai Mo would inevitably be a little emotional.

　　"Kiss you? It's good enough if I don't give you two slaps! "

　　Feng Xinglang was truly convinced of Bai Mo's' naivety ', and really wanted to take his words as the imperial edict.

　　"You tricked me!" Bai Mo snorted in anger.

　　"What's wrong with you? If you have the guts, come beat me up! "

　　For someone like Bai Mo, who did not know what was going on, no matter how much effort he put in, he could not figure out how nice other people were to him.

　　Then, Feng Xinglang blurted out those words.

　　"Don't, Brother Lang …"

　　His heart was impulsive, but Bai Mo controlled his emotions, "Think of a way for me to help you! If I'm not happy, I would be making a ruckus and making a ruckus every day! "Besides, if I'm happy, you can be happy with me too, right?"

　　Bai Mo's words were rather pleasing to the ears.

　　"Go play on the side!" If you're not happy, I don't know how many Happy are there! "

　　Making fun of Bai Mo for fun, to a certain extent, could slightly make the repressed Feng Xinglang become addicted.

　　"Then I'll go mess with my sister-in-law and get her to think of a solution for me!"

　　Bai Mo's IQ was still online. He knew that using the pregnant Lin Xueluo to threaten Feng Xinglang would definitely be useful!

　　"How dare you!"

　　As expected, the effect was quite significant.

　　"Brother Lang, then you should help me!"

　　Bai Mo seemed to have the intention of pestering Feng Xinglang, "I only wanted you to come up with an idea, I didn't want you to climb the mountain of blades or descend into the sea of fire!"

　　"Then I'll help you one more time. Don't bother me in the future!"

　　After hanging up, Feng Xinglang was quiet again.

　　At his side was a file of information that Wendy had organized about how to grow a potted plant like an orchid.

　　Although Feng Xinglang did not want to believe in Cong Gang's death, the more time pa.s.sed, the more cruel the truth became.

　　If those potted plants were still alive, they could at least preserve some spiritual support and hope.

　　It was not easy for a toddler to push open the double doors.

　　It was Yan Wuyang.

　　He and his mother, Nina, were the only ones in and out of the CEO's office.

　　"Wuyang?"

　　Feng Xinglang leaned forward and gently called out to the little fellow who opened the door with his shoulder.