Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

"Brother Lang, the person you want to see is inside." Bai Mo\'s expression was very serious, and even a little bit nervous.

There were not many things that could make the Crown Prince Bai Mo nervous, even to the point of him fighting with a hundred people in front of him, he could calmly hold onto his left and right, wine and wine.

Feng Xinglang knew: The person inside was definitely not Lan Youyou. Maybe he knew who it was.

He pushed open the door of the big bag and walked in steadily.

There was a man sitting on the sofa: his powerful chest muscles were almost out of his body, and he had the physique of a Swasinger; his legs, which were casually placed on the bar, concealed an infinite amount of explosive force; his black body gave off an aura of destruction that could destroy the heavens and the earth! He wasn\'t handsome, but he had the resolution and firmness of a man.

This man is called Yan Bang!

After seeing Yan Bang, Feng Xinglang turned around and was about to leave.

"Lang, I also want to save you two brothers safely! However, the situation at that time did not allow me to do that! " Yan Bang stood up, his tall and big body, was like a thick steel wall. It was even half a head taller than Feng Xinglang.

Yan Bang was the person who saved Feng Xinglang from the sea of flames three months ago.

From a logical point of view, Feng Xinglang should be thanking him. After all, Yan Bang risked her life to save him from the underground warehouse that was about to explode.

But the truth was, Feng Xinglang hated Yan Bang for saving him, while leaving his big brother Feng Lixin behind!

Yan Bang was rational. Because, at that time, if he, Yan Bang, had left to manually open the escape gate, the already injured Feng Family and his brother would not have been able to escape in the end. This was because the heavy door to the warehouse would similarly drag down their lives.

Therefore, the choice that Yan Bang had made at that time was undoubtedly the most scientific and rational one.

But Feng Xinglang could not accept it! He would rather die than see his big brother Feng Lixin live a life worse than death.

"Why did you choose to save me and not my big brother? You know full well that this choice will only make me hate you! " Feng Xinglang turned and roared at Yan Bang with all his might.

Yan Bang was silent.

He had already explained the things that he needed to explain to Feng Xinglang more than once. He could understand Feng Xinglang\'s feelings, and knew that Feng Xinglang didn\'t really hate him. However, the accumulated pain required an outlet to vent it all. And he was also the target for Feng Xinglang to vent on!

A heavy punch landed on the marble wall of the big bag. The skin on the surface of the fist was stuck to the wall, causing blood to flow out.

Yan Bang quietly looked at Feng Xinglang who was venting his anger, but did not step forward to stop him. Instead, he allowed Feng Xinglang to harm him.

After a long while, when he felt that Feng Xinglang\'s emotions had stabilized a little, he finally said slowly: "Lang, I found Lan Youyou\'s whereabouts."

***

Feng Xinglang had always smoked casually. He was already an old man, so he naturally wouldn\'t be bound by the rules of the time and place.

Ever since Xueluo had married into the Feng Family, he subconsciously restrained himself a bit. At least, he would ask for her opinion when he was around.

But now, his mood was extremely terrible. He pointed at the ash on the cigarette and took a deep breath again and again. Although he had activated the air purifier, the smoke that didn\'t dissipate in time would still surround his body. His handsome face was dark and cold, as if he was destroying the world.

Feng Xinglang sat on the sofa not far away from the wedding bed, urgently using the method of smoking to calm his emotions. His gaze was tightly locked onto Xueluo who was on the bed, and if he did not carefully look at her petite body, he would mistake her for not sleeping at all on the boat.

The smoke burnt through his fingers, scorching the skin between his fingers, only then did Feng Xinglang realize that he had actually stared at this sleeping woman for a long time. After extinguishing it in the ashtray, Feng Xinglang exhaled a breath of anger, and lit up his next cigarette.

He really wanted to pull up the woman who slept without a care in the world and vent his frustration and depression with her. However, that peaceful face seemed so holy that he could not bear to use violence. Thus, in the middle of the cycle of anger, Feng Xinglang simply repeated the actions of smoking.

Dawn came, and the air was fresher. It should have been sleepier. But Xueluo still woke up. She didn\'t know if it was because of the man\'s smoking or because of his existence, but she woke up just like that. It was not natural for him to wake up, nor was it possible for him to be disturbed.

Xueluo looked around him: Luckily, there was no trace of that man. She exhaled a small breath of nervousness. Her small face was covered in a dazed look from her sleep, making her look especially lovable.

"Did I wake you?"

A slightly hoarse, heavy male voice. It should be because he had smoked too much, Feng Xinglang\'s voice sounded weak.

"Ah... Are you there? " Xueluo instinctively panicked. There was a hint of surprise in his voice, but perhaps there was some other hidden meaning.

Is it because Feng Xinglang isn\'t here, but he is? Or was it because Feng Xinglang was there, and he was actually there?

"Yes." Feng Xinglang grunted in agreement. It was as if the him that day, was very quiet and stern, and had no intention of playing with Xueluo. No doubt about it.

The man was not sleeping on the same bed as her, but obediently sitting on the sofa at the side. That was why Xueluo felt slightly more relaxed. Could it be that Feng Xinglang also realized that his own actions were extremely unreliable, so he decided to turn back to normal? This time, Xueluo was really overthinking it. Actually, Feng Xinglang just did not have that kind of state of mind.

At the same time, Xueluo also saw that the ashtray in front of Feng Xinglang was filled with cigarette butts. God, how could he sit here smoking for an hour or two without feeling anything? How could he sleep so soundly? Who knew if he would still be unable to wake up after being sold by him.

Feng Xinglang had smoked so much, if not for the air purifier, he probably would have been awakened by the smoke a long time ago. Xueluo remembered that he did not open the air purifier before he went to sleep. It should have been opened by the man himself later on. Seems to have some skill.

Literacy? If this man was really that good, he wouldn\'t have come to her, this\' sister-in-law \'room! However, his performance today was still better than before.

"Xueluo, I want to go abroad for a few days." Feng Xinglang\'s voice was hoarse from smoking too much.

"How many days abroad? Are you going alone? Won\'t you take your brother for a skin transplant? "

Xueluo asked. Because she knew that Feng Xinglang had been preparing to go abroad for a skin transplant recently.

"Yes, I\'m alone."

After a long while, Feng Xinglang said in a deep voice, as if he was talking to himself, "A heart that has lost its will to live, even if others were to forcefully save him, he will still be a walking corpse in the end! Rather than dying in a foreign land, it would be better to let him remain in his homeland. "