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

Feng Chengyu glanced at the chopsticks that fell on the ground, picked up another pair of clean chopsticks and handed them to Father Feng who was stupefied, picked up another abalone and put it in Xu Xiaojing's bowl, he was the first to break the silence, raised his head and asked Feng Xing with a smile Ron, "Are you kidding me?"

Xu Xiaojing also reacted, with a pale face and a smile, echoed: "Xinglang, I know you may be a little bit weird about Uncle Feng, but he is your father after all, you don't need to make up such words to deliberately annoy him. "

Feng Xinglang frowned: "What I'm telling is the truth."

Lu Rong tried his best to weaken his sense of existence and wisely kept silent.

The three people on the opposite side, including Father Feng, obviously had their own ghosts.Xu Xiaojing likes Feng Xinglang. Since she can appear at today's dinner table, she must have won the approval of Feng's father.As for Feng Chengyu, he deliberately asked him to come over for dinner, absolutely uneasy and kind, he seemed to have anticipated the current situation a long time ago, and was willing to continue to stir up trouble.At this moment, although Dad Feng has not revealed his purpose, according to the original plot that Lu Rong knew in his mind, the reason why Dad Feng is willing to promote the marriage of Xu Xiaojing and Feng Xinglang is to let Xu's help and help Solve the capital flow problem of Fengshi Group.

封爸干巴巴笑出声：“行朗,这话若是被你妈听到，她可就要揍你了。年轻人贪玩，我都理解，我像你们这样大的时候也一样爱玩， But it's time to play..."

"Even if my mother is here, my words won't change." Feng Xinglang interrupted Feng's father unceremoniously, and sneered, "Also, I'm different from you, I won't meet anyone and love another, let alone for the sake of Divorce will force your wife and son by any means.”

Father Feng's expression changed suddenly, "Who are you talking to? I'm your father!"

Feng Chengyu interjected, "Dad, don't be too sentimental, I think he has never regarded you as his father."

Father Feng turned his head and glared at Feng Chengyu, "Shut up!"

"Okay, I'll shut up." Feng Xinglang shrugged his shoulders, picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork tenderloin and ate it, and said to Xu Xiaojing while chewing: "Jingjing, leave them alone, we'll eat vegetables."

Father Feng was silent for a while, and finally picked up the chopsticks again, "Eat first, the food is cold, if there is anything to do, we can talk about it after dinner."

Lu Rong originally had a lively and cheerful personality, and he could chat with anyone, but now he didn't say anything except burying his head in the food.The same goes for everyone else, except for Feng Chengyu who would come to Xu Xiaojing's side from time to time to show his hospitality.

The meal was very cold.

When he was about to finish eating, Father Feng stood up from his chair: "Xinglang, come out for a while, we father and son have a private chat."

Feng Xinglang finished eating the food in his rice bowl with a blank expression, squeezed Lu Rong's palm comfortingly, and followed Father Feng out.

Feng Chengyu glanced at the backs of the two people who were walking away, and said with disdain: "My dad is really serious, there is something we can't say, why are you so secretive?"

Xu Xiaojing ignored him, and raised her head to stare at Lu Rong. It seemed that she had endured it for a long time, and her anger finally burst out on her face, "What are you doing here as an outsider? You interrupted a good dinner, and now you are satisfied?"

Lu Rong ate on his own, without looking at Xu Xiaojing, "Aren't you also an outsider?"

Xu Xiaojing blushed instantly, but laughed again, "Even if I am an outsider, at least I have been invited, and I am not as shameless as a manicure maker like you."

Feng Chengyu quickly grabbed the conversation, as if he was eager to cover up something, and said with a smile: "Jingjing, you don't know, he was brought here on purpose by Feng Xinglang."

Xu Xiaojing threw down her chopsticks and growled in a low voice, "What did he bring him here for?"

Feng Chengyu raised his eyebrows, and spread his hands rascally: "Who knows? Maybe it's just to sprinkle dog food."

Lu Rong: "..."

Xu Xiaojing's face turned even paler.

Feng Chengyu suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up a few degrees, he put his head in front of Lu Rong, and whispered in his ear: "Hey, I have a question for you, is Feng Xinglang big?"

"..." Lu Rong pushed his head away speechlessly.

Xu Xiaojing pricked up her ears, but couldn't hear what he said clearly, and her face became even uglier in an instant.

Feng Chengyu touched his chin and nodded: "I guess it should be quite small, otherwise how would you have the energy to grow strawberries on him?"

Lu Rong glanced at his legs unceremoniously, "It's much bigger than you."

"Fart, make it sound like you've seen me before." Feng Chengyu cursed, staring at Lu Rong for a while, his eyes slowly revealing a puzzled look, "That kid has a miserable face all day long, I thought He only likes chaste men and strong women, I really didn't expect him to fall in love with a flamboyant style like you."

A certain show: "…………"

Lu Rong took a deep breath and laughed, "Even if I'm flirting, I'll only flirt with Xiao Langlang."

Xu Xiaojing stood up abruptly, and the chair let out two harsh and irregular screams, dragging two shallow marks on the hard floor.Xu Xiaojing said viciously: "Bah, shameless bitch, don't be complacent, Feng Xinglang is just playing with you, sooner or later he will get tired of playing!"

Lu Rong stared at her ferocious face, and said indifferently: "So what if he gets tired of playing with me, even if he gets tired of playing with me, I will never get tired of playing with him."

"Bitch, don't try to pester him." Xu Xiaojing pointed at Lu Rong's nose and cursed, grabbed her bag and left.

The smile in Feng Chengyu's eyes deepened, and he changed into an expression of sympathy, and ran out after Xu Xiaojing.

Lu Rong sat alone on the seat, watched the table full of dishes that were only half eaten, and continued to eat with chopsticks.

In another room with a closed door, Father Feng took his last puff of cigarette, put out the cigarette butt in his hand, spit out two rising ribbon clouds from his nose, coughed twice, and threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray Li, said in a low voice: "If you insist on fooling around with that nail man, it won't do you any good in the future."

Feng Xinglang tapped the sofa lightly with five fingers, and stopped when he heard that, his eyes fixed on Father Feng, "Then who should I be with?"

Father Feng emphasized his voice to persuade: "Xu Xiaojing looks good, her family background is better, and the Xu family has only one daughter, and all the property of the Xu Group will be hers in the future, and she has made it clear that she likes you. You marry her, the benefits Much more."

Feng Xinglang laughed sarcastically: "I said why did you call her here? It turns out that you were thinking about the Xu family's property."

Father Feng stood up suddenly, with the veins on his face popping out, he endured it again, and sat down on the sofa again, "Don't forget that your surname is also Feng, your marriage must be beneficial to our Feng Group!"

Feng Xinglang got up straight and walked to the door, "My marriage is my own decision."

"Stop," Feng Dad shouted, "So you are determined to fight against me?"

"Feng Chengyu is also surnamed Feng, if you want to get married, ask him to get married."

"You think I don't want to? But Xu Xiaojing only wants to marry you by name!"

"Then let her do it herself."

Father Feng walked up to Feng Xinglang, stared at him for a moment, then suddenly lowered his voice: "Xinglang, you know my tricks."

Feng Xinglang's eyes turned cold, but there was a warm smile on his face, and he nodded: "That's right, my mother and I have learned it a long time ago."

Father Feng narrowed his eyes and said, "I'll give you three days to think about it. If you still want to dig into a dead end, I will find a way to help you figure it out."

Feng Xinglang clenched his fists secretly, "Okay, I'll wait for you to let the horse come over."

"There are still three days, give me the answer in three days." Father Feng patted him on the shoulder, opened the locked door and went out.

There was only Lu Rong left on the dining table.

Father Feng walked up to Lu Rong, glanced at the crooked empty space, "Where are they?"

"Let's go," Lu Rong looked up at him, then turned his head to look behind him, saw Feng Xinglang coming, got up and walked towards him, took his arm and asked, "Xiao Langlang, are you full?" ?”

Feng Xinglang held Lu Rong's hand and said with a smile, "Let's go, we're done eating."

Lu Rong waved his hand at Father Feng: "Let's go first, thank you for your hospitality, the food is delicious."

Father Feng's knife-like eyes fell on the hands they were holding, and his voice became extremely low: "Don't forget what I told you just now."

Feng Xinglang paused, held his hand even tighter, and left without looking back.

As soon as he left the restaurant, Lu Rong was about to ask Father Feng what he had whispered to him, but seeing Feng Xinglang's terribly gloomy face, he had no choice but to suppress his curiosity, and swallowed his words back.

At this moment, Feng Xinglang stopped suddenly, staring at a certain place in front of him.

Lu Rong returned to his senses, followed his gaze, and finally fell on a thin middle-aged woman in a dark coat.

Feng Xinglang pulled Lu Rong and walked towards the middle-aged woman, "Mom, why are you here?"

Fuck, is this the fuck?

What's the matter today, everyone is here!

Feng Ma said: "I received a video from someone else, and that person even sent me your address. I happened to be shopping nearby, so I came over to have a look."

Feng Xinglang was silent for a while and asked, "What video?"

Feng Ma took out her phone from her bag, opened the text message and handed it to Feng Xinglang: "Look for yourself."

You don't need to look at Lu Rong to guess it, it must be the surveillance video of him hugging and kissing Feng Xinglang in the club yesterday.

After reading it, Feng Xinglang returned the phone to Feng Ma, "He sent it to you."

"I know it's him." Feng Ma nodded, and finally put her gaze on Lu Rong's face, her brows furrowed abruptly, "Are you the one in the video?"

Lu Rong met her scrutinizing eyes, suddenly felt a tremor in his heart, waved his hand and said, "Hello, Auntie."