Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

Xueluo, who had sunk into deep thought for Feng Xinglang, came to a realization in an instant and silently sighed: Why do I keep thinking about that man these past two days! No matter how handsome and rich Feng Xinglang was, it had nothing to do with her, okay? Her husband was Feng Lixin, and Feng Xinglang was only her brother-in-law!

When he thought of his\' husband \', Feng Lixin felt gratified. Although the fire mercilessly ruined his appearance, his talent was still outstanding.

Xueluo didn\'t ask for much, he only hoped that his\' husband \'Feng Lixin could quickly recover and accept his care and concern.

"Xueluo... Xueluo, what are you thinking about? " Seeing Xueluo not saying anything for a long time, Xia Zhengyang urged, "Let\'s do it this weekend! The heavy responsibility of inviting Feng Xinglang to Xia Family for dinner will be left to you! "

Xueluo was startled, but his voice was wise and farsighted: "Uncle, don\'t leave it to me! Wouldn\'t it be more sincere of you to invite him personally? "

Last time, he came back with a hundred thousand yuan worth of money to ask Feng Xinglang for help himself, and was ruthlessly ridiculed and humiliated by that man. Now, it was a billion yuan! could bear to yell at her for being fierce, but he kept doing things to molest her as his sister-in-law. It was really embarrassing for Xueluo.

"I can\'t meet with Feng Xinglang\'s people. The last time he went back to GK International Group, he was stopped by the secretary. You want to go to the Feng Family to meet Feng Xinglang personally, that Butler Mo has always said that Second Young Master Feng is busy, he has no time to see me. "

Xia Zhengyang sighed, "Xueluo, uncle\'s hopes are all on you!"

Xueluo didn\'t know whether or not her uncle Xia Zhengyang had actually gone to the Feng Family. At least, she hadn\'t seen her uncle Xia Zhengyang going there when she was in the Feng Family.

"Uncle, I don\'t know about your business dealings with Feng Xinglang. Furthermore, I am only an outsider in Feng Family who is not favored by the public. How could Feng Xinglang listen to my despicable words. "

Xueluo was not trying to shirk responsibility, but to explain the current situation she was in in in the Feng Family. As a wife, she could not even see her husband Feng Lixin\'s face if she wanted to, much less summon him. Moreover, a one billion investment, to Xueluo, was an astronomical figure. How could she be able to hold this line?

If he wasn\'t able to help his uncle Xia Zhengyang at that time, and instead got humiliated by Feng Xinglang, then both of them would be fine.

"You are Feng Xinglang\'s sister-in-law! Feng Xinglang respects his big brother so much, Feng Lixin will definitely give you, your wife, some face. " Xia Ruoyun did not wait for Xueluo to finish speaking before snatching back the words he was about to say.

"..." Xueluo was speechless. It had to be known that Feng Xinglang respected his big brother after all, giving her, his sister-in-law, face was completely the opposite. Not only did he not respect her as his sister-in-law, he had even treated her with contempt …

But Xueluo was too embarrassed to speak the truth to her uncle. Perhaps even if he said it, he wouldn\'t necessarily believe it. Maybe he would even say that she was a sister-in-law who did not know anything and was not kind or tolerant of Feng Xinglang, her little uncle.

"Uncle …" I really can\'t. " Xueluo really did not want to show off. This was because it had already exceeded the limits of her ability.

"Xueluo, your uncle has raised you for more than twenty years, and you were brought back to the Xia Family by your uncle just like that. He was both your uncle and your father, and now that you have married into a rich and powerful family, how could you be willing to pass down a mere message to Feng Xinglang?"

Aunt Wen Meijuan started to take the initiative to go up on stage and continued to put pressure on Xueluo. It seemed that if Xueluo did not help them, it would be a huge sin.

In the end, Xueluo agreed. She knew that if she did not agree, her aunt Wen Meijuan would also use a long time to bombard her with saliva, forcing her to go crazy.

Sometimes, Xueluo also couldn\'t help but think: If Uncle had sent him to a orphanage and never brought him back to Xia Family, wouldn\'t his own life be a whole different story?

***

Returning to Feng Family in the afternoon, Xueluo thought about his graduation thesis for two hours. Around five-thirty in the evening, she and Nanny An would prepare Feng Lixin\'s dinner.

But when Xueluo brought the carefully prepared medicinal food and fruit rice to the entrance of the medicine room, Doctor Jin still allowed his assistant, Little Xing, to bring in the dining plate as usual, blocking Xueluo from the door. She was still not liked by the people of Feng Family.

Because Xueluo\'s body wasn\'t well, Nanny An made her a red date soup to nourish the Warm Palace, and also her favorite purple potato pancake.

It was just that Xueluo did not have any appetite and was meditating at the dining table, his heart heavy with worries. When he thought about how he was forced to agree to his uncle Xia Zhengyang\'s request, Xueluo\'s entire body became dark, and he couldn\'t muster up any energy at all.

When Feng Xinglang rushed back to the Feng Family, Xueluo sat on the ground like a peaceful, beautiful oil painting. She was like a lady whose freedom had been restricted: quiet and beautiful, yet slightly dismal.

Hearing the steady sound of footsteps, Xueluo raised his head and met Feng Xinglang\'s bottomless eyes. After a quick glance, Xueluo lowered his head in guilt. It was as if she couldn\'t bear to see her uncle agree to Xia Zhengyang\'s invitation.

Thinking about the hundred thousand yuan worth of charity money previously, Xueluo became even more nervous and nervous. It was also followed by a deep experience: a life of begging others, the heart really does not feel at peace.

Feng Xinglang glanced at Xueluo at the table, then went upstairs. This was his habit: Every time he returned to the Feng Family, the first thing he would do was to wash the dust off his body before entering Feng Lixin\'s medical room.

Xueluo looked at the warm red jujube soup in front of him, and started to use the broth to stir it. In addition to the cold pain in her stomach, her small face was pale and tender. Inadvertently, she raised her head and looked in the direction of the treatment room on the second floor, to see Feng Xinglang\'s tall and sturdy back, noble and calm.

He forced himself to drink a few mouthfuls of red jujube soup. Although it had warmed his body, it was like chewing wax. Absence.

Feng Xinglang who had been feeding Feng Lixin walked out of the treatment room, and looked at Xueluo who was meditating at the dining table and asked Nanny An, "Why is Madame\'s dinner so light? Didn\'t I ask you to buy her some more bone grindstones? "

The emaciated Xueluo made Feng Xinglang\'s sword-like eyebrows slightly knit together. It was as if he didn\'t really want to see this woman so thin that even a gust of wind could blow her away.

"Second Young Master, when women are still young, they cannot eat greasy food! I made her some jujube soup to nourish her body. " Hearing that Feng Second Young Master was so concerned about his wife Lin Xueluo, Nanny An was rather happy.

"But how come I saw that she didn\'t like eating that light red jujube soup?" Seeing Xueluo sitting at the dining table and not eating the spoon for a long time, Feng Xinglang thought that Xueluo did not like to eat it, so he asked Nanny An a question coldly.

"Madame has been preoccupied all afternoon. When I first came over to deliver dinner to First Young Master, I was once again rejected outside the door. Nanny An sighed lightly.

"She cares so much about my brother? To be depressed after one day of not seeing each other? " Feng Xinglang\'s handsome face turned cold.