After Transmigrating into the President Wen of Dog Blood [Quick Transmigration]

Lu Rong blocked the door, hesitating whether to let Feng Xinglang's younger brother, Feng Chengyu, who had the same father and different mother, come in.

Feng Chengyu pushed Lu Rong away, walked into the hall, glanced around the room layout unceremoniously, and finally glanced at a familiar mobile phone and wallet on the sofa, sat down straight, and sank back into the soft sofa, "You Go and call him, I'll wait here."

Lu Rong turned around and walked to the door of the bedroom, and found that Feng Xinglang was already fully dressed, and he didn't bother to go in. He knocked on the door twice, "He said it was your brother, waiting in the hall."

Feng Chengyu glanced at Lu Rong who was leaning on the bedroom door with his back turned to him, picked up the wallet that had been left on the sofa, knowing that it belonged to Feng Xinglang, opened it with a sneer, the first thing he saw were bank cards and cash, he was not polite Flipping inside, I took out a folded square paper from the innermost interlayer.The square paper was old and yellowed, and it was obviously torn and put together piece by piece, and the surface was carefully pasted with transparent glue.Feng Chengyu's eyelids moved, and he hurriedly opened it, but he didn't expect it to be an unfinished love letter with delicate and beautiful handwriting.

Lu Rong heard a strange laugh from the person on the sofa, and when he looked back, he saw that his shoulders were shaking violently from laughter, and he walked over frowning: "What are you laughing at?"

Feng Chengyu raised the love letter in Yang's hand, "You can't write this to him, can you?"

Lu Rong froze for a moment, feeling familiar, but couldn't remember what that piece of paper was.

Feng Chengyu reminded: "What is the furthest distance in the world? It's not life and death, nor..."

Lu Rong suddenly realized that what he was reading was the love letter he had written to Feng Xinglang back then. Looking at the wallet and love letter in his hand, he reflexively scolded: "Fuck, why are you messing with other people's things? Do you have something? Quality?"

Feng Chengyu snorted disdainfully, "Look at what's wrong, I don't like any of his rags."

There was a sound of calm footsteps, Feng Xinglang's voice approached from a distance, and he said coldly, "Don't touch my things with your hands."

Feng Chengyu stood up and stared at Feng Xinglang, then sat down on the sofa again, and shook the love letter in his hand: "Your things are much dirtier than my hands, maybe this piece of trash was picked up from some garbage dump from."

Feng Xinglang stretched out his hand expressionlessly: "Give it to me."

The muscles on Feng Chengyu's face were slightly stiff, he just wanted to smash the wallet and love letter to the ground, but he held back, withdrew the strength of his arm, and threw it into Feng Xinglang's hand, "Who cares about it?"

Feng Xinglang's face paled, he put the love letter back to its original place, put away his wallet and raised his head: "What are you doing here?"

"I want to come since you?" Feng Chengyu sneered, suddenly found that Feng Xinglang's neck was covered with hot and conspicuous hickey marks, paused, squinted his eyes and looked at Lu Rong next to Feng Xinglang, his face twitched He showed a meaningful smile, and his tone sounded much more lively, "Dad wants me to come, he has already ordered the food, and asked me to pick you up and wash you off."

Feng Xinglang buttoned his shirt slowly, "Go back, I don't need you to take the wind and wash the dust."

"If I go back, he will be the one who knocks on the door later."

"I won't go even if he knocks on the door."

"He didn't come by himself," Feng Chengyu prolonged his voice on purpose, "he will bring your mother along, you don't have to listen to what he says, but don't you think it's fart if your own mother says it?"

Lu Rong thought for a while before interjecting: "How do you know he's at my house?"

Feng Chengyu smiled proudly: "It's not easy to know his whereabouts, just check the club's surveillance. Dad has watched the video of you holding hands and kissing lips many times."

Lu Rong: "..."

Holy crap, in the video, Lao Tzu hugged and kissed him actively. Feng Xinglang's father probably didn't want to harmonize himself, did he?

Feng Xinglang secretly touched Lu Rong's leg, and stared at Feng Chengyu calmly, "So what?"

Feng Chengyu shook his head: "It's not that good, he didn't say anything, he just asked me to come pick you up for a meal, chat about housework or something, oh, by the way, he also specifically told me to take your Take your little lover too."

Feng Xinglang was silent for a while, then nodded with a bland smile: "Okay, you tell him, just say that I will definitely take Lu Rong along."

Lu Rong thought that he would refuse, but he didn't expect him to agree. He couldn't help but turned around and said, "Should I go too?"

Feng Xinglang nodded: "Or, are you going to let me go to the Hongmen banquet alone?"

Hong, Hongmen Banquet?

Lu Rong almost failed. Although his father did not care about Feng Xinglang, he was never stingy with material conveniences. After all, he was his own father. He probably hadn't seen his son for many years and just wanted to have a good meal with him. How could it be a Hongmen banquet? ?

Taking a step back, if it was really a Hongmen banquet, he would not even want to go. After all, the rich and powerful are as deep as the sea, and he might encounter reefs or sharks.

Lu Rong stared at his serious and focused face, and shook his head meanly, "As long as you want, I will accompany you wherever you go, even if you go to the guillotine, it doesn't matter."

Feng Xinglang laughed happily, and after a while the smile disappeared from his face. He looked at Feng Chengyu who rolled his eyes, and asked, "Where's the address?"

Feng Chengyu stood up, "I'll take you there."

Lu Rong bent down to change his shoes, followed Feng Xinglang to an extended luxury business car, opened the door and got in.

The driver bowed his head, and the atmosphere in the car was unusually quiet.

Feng Chengyu glanced at the two of them from the rearview mirror, "Fortunately, I didn't drive my own car, otherwise the car would have to be thrown away."

Feng Xinglang naturally understood what he meant, ignored him at all, and let him talk non-stop.

Feng Chengyu realized that he was singing a one-man show, and immediately lost interest, he turned the topic around to Lu Rong, and sneered: "I can't see it, if I didn't see the strawberry on Feng Xinglang's neck, I really couldn't think about it." You turned out to be so brave when you came out."

Lu Rong: "..."

Is this a compliment or a compliment?

Lu Rong put his head in front of Feng Xinglang, stared at his neck carefully, and found that he had really kissed a strawberry, so he laughed out loud, stretched out his hand to touch his neck, bit his nails and said: " Little Lang Lang, I decided to plant strawberries all over your body."

Feng Xinglang nodded with a low smile: "Okay."

Feng Chengyu: "..."

Fuck, did you have an auditory hallucination just now?Feng Chengyu stared wide-eyed, the eyeballs almost fell to the ground.

The driver parked the car at the entrance of a luxuriously decorated restaurant, Feng Chengyu led the way in front, and Feng Xinglang led Lu Rong to follow.

Walking into a private room, Feng Chengyu glanced back at the two people behind him, a sinister smile flashed across his face, and he sat down on the empty seat next to a middle-aged man, "Dad, I brought him here. "

The moment he entered the room, Lu Rong was stunned. In addition to Father Feng, there was Xu Xiaojing on the seat in the room.

Xu Xiaojing didn't seem to have expected to run into Lu Rong here, and after being surprised, undisguised disgust spewed out.

Father Feng saw Feng Xinglang first, then followed the hands they held, shifted his gaze to Lu Rong, glanced at him from top to bottom, and frowned more and more as he looked, "Xinglang, you took your friend brought it too?"

Lu Rong's heart skipped a beat. Since Father Feng said such words, it meant that he never invited himself to the present dinner party at all. In other words, Feng Chengyu lied and tricked himself into coming here.

Thinking of this, Lu Rong couldn't help but pause, and stood there awkwardly.

Feng Xinglang sat down by Lu Rong with an ordinary expression, and then sat next to him, his eyes glanced coldly at the faces of the three people opposite.

Seeing Lu Rong's discomfort, Xu Xiaojing pulled out a sweet smile, and pulled Feng's father's arm coquettishly, "Uncle Feng, you don't know him, he does manicures in clubs, I heard that many women Children like to ask him to do their nails very much.”

Father Feng let out an oh, and his face was not very happy.

Feng Chengyu picked up a glass of wine and handed it to Lu Rong, seemingly casually suggested: "Would you like to introduce yourself?"

Damn, none of these people have a good heart!

The current situation did not appear in the original drama, but if the character design does not collapse, he still has to continue to play the role of the cheap wave who is not afraid of anything except Feng Xinglang. In this way, Feng Xinglang's father will definitely be angered.

Three pairs of eyes were fixed on him, Lu Rong couldn't get off the tiger at this moment, he adjusted his breath and picked up the wine glass.

"I'll introduce him," Feng Xinglang said before Lu Rong, and said calmly, "He is my wife, and her name is Lu Rong."

Lu Rong: "..."

With a bang, the chopsticks in Father Feng's hand fell to the ground.

For a moment, everyone even forgot to breathe, and there was a dead silence all around.

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