Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

Feng Lixin really chased Feng Xinglang out of Feng Family, which made Lan Youyou very angry.

Without Feng Xinglang\'s Feng Family, Lan Youyou did not want to be stunned even for a second. much less facing Feng Lixin alone.

She was too lazy to say another word to Feng Lixin.

To tell the truth, she was afraid his fragile soul would not be able to take it.

Lan Youyou would always flatter and please him. Lan Youyou felt even more flustered.

So not long after Feng Xinglang was kicked out of the Feng Family, Lan Youyou made an excuse to leave.

Night Villa.

In the dark night of Shen City, there was a gathering place for revelry.

Actually, Lan Youyou was still quite familiar with the Night Villa. After all, she had played the piano here for more than half a month to tempt Feng Lixin.

It was a name that only sold one\'s skills and not one\'s body!

Lan Youyou\'s viciousness was not only manifested in her harsh words, but also her disregard for the lives of others.

She came to the Night Villa with a goal in mind.

Men can be meek in the presence of rich and powerful women.

Just like now, a row of strong young men lined up in front of Lan Youyou, looking like they were about to attack him.

A man without a backbone, no matter how handsome and handsome he looked, or how elegantly dressed he was, in Lan Youyou\'s eyes, was nothing more than a pile of manure.

Of course she didn\'t come here to play with him, Young Master! Because all the men here couldn\'t enter her eyes.

After changing to the third batch of young masters, the electronic version of the list of young masters was sent to her.

On the Ipad, Lan Youyou used his fingertips to stroke the faces of each of the young masters. His gaze stayed on the faces of three of the young masters for a few more seconds, then he took out his phone and patted the faces of the three young masters one by one.

Ten minutes later, Lan Youyou left Night Villa.

A dazzling red Maserati stopped on the observation deck, and from it emerged a cold and beautiful iceberg beauty.

"Youyou, if you have a good time, come back with me. If foster father dotes on you, I will let bygones be bygones! "

The speaker was a man in his thirties. He was lean and his cheekbones were terrifyingly high.

"Enough, number three, stop trying to fool me." I know that foster father has already come to Shen City! "

"Father is here to do something, not for you!"

"Working? Do what? My foster father promised me not to make things difficult for the Feng Brothers! "

"How could you and I be able to figure out what your foster father is thinking!"

"Where is your foster father? Take me to see him! "

"Father said that he won\'t meet anyone!"

Lan Youyou clenched her teeth, "Third brother, do you know how my foster father will handle Feng Brothers?"

"I\'m not sure!" Even if I did, I wouldn\'t tell you! "

Slightly, the person that Lan Youyou called Ol \'Three said: "Feng Xinglang is not as easy to deal with as you think! Old Nine is dead! "

"Old Nine is dead? Who is the Old Nine? "

Lan Youyou was surprised. Of the seven adopted children, she was the youngest. It was also his foster father\'s favorite.

I really don\'t know when foster father got a Old Nine! Wouldn\'t that mean there was still Ol \'Eight?

"You\'ve met Old Nine before. His name is Ba Tuo. It appeared in the club and was slapped by you. "

"Ah, that person is my foster father\'s Old Nine? "How did he die?"

"His arm was chopped off by someone called Cong Gang! My foster father felt that it would be a waste of food if he were to live, so he got eighth brother to send him off! "

"Cong Gang?"

Lan Youyou muttered: I never thought that Cong Gang, who was like a living dead person, would be so fierce! It could cut off one of the thug\'s arms?

Needless to say, the arm that was chopped off must have been the arm that injured Feng Xinglang!

He deserved to die!

"Cong Gang is one of Feng Xinglang\'s men, yet he can actually retreat safely from Old Four and his subordinates. For Feng Xinglang to actually have such a powerful being like Cong Gang by his side, it is quite surprising to godfather! "

"What?" Old Four and Old Five also came? Oh my god, could it be that my foster father wants to massacre the entire Feng Brothers? "

"If foster father only wanted the two Feng brothers\' lives, this game would have ended long ago!"

"Then what does foster father want to do?"

"I told you, I don\'t know! Even if he knew, he wouldn\'t tell you! Youyou, go back to Pater Castle! A fighting and killing job is not suitable for a girl like you! "

Seeing that he could not get anything out of him, Lan Youyou was too lazy to waste her time with him. She handed over the three printed photos.

"These three men are the young masters of Night Villa! I was almost stripped naked by them and was in a very bad mood! "

"Yes, I will deal with them."

Seeing Lan Youyou turning to leave, the man said again: "Youyou, be careful Feng Xinglang, he\'s using you!"

Lan Youyou stopped in his tracks, and coldly laughed, "It\'s my honor to be able to be used by him!"

"Youyou, you are just like me, in my eyes, you are just a small pawn! If we lose our value, we\'ll end up like Barton! You should understand! "

"You are afraid of death, but I am not! To be able to die with the man I love, what do you wish for in this life? "

After Lan Youyou threw down those brave words, he went into Maserati\'s room and left.

The man with the high cheekbones stared at Maserati for a few seconds as she sped away, then spoke into the darkness.

"This woman is called Lan Youyou, ranked seventh brother! It\'s my foster father\'s favorite! "

The figure in the darkness did not speak up. A few seconds later, it blended together with the darkness behind him, making it impossible to distinguish between the two.

Xueluo left for five days, everything in Shen City was still the same.

The Shen City did not stop or accelerate its passing of time just because of someone\'s departure or arrival.

The jade ornament should still be there, but she changed it. How much can you worry about? It was like a river flowing eastward.

In just a few short days, he was unable to change his appearance, but the worry in Xueluo\'s heart seemed to have lessened.

After waving goodbye to the volunteer that sent her off, Xueluo turned around and took a deep breath towards the familiar school gate. He wanted to expel the melancholy from his birth and fill himself up with the spirit of the Scholars and the spirit of the Rebellion.

Just then, a business car drove over and stopped right beside Xueluo.

After hearing the ear-piercing sound of brakes, Xueluo instinctively turned around to take a look.

Two men came out of the MPV, holding a picture in their hands, they shook it in front of Xueluo.

"Are you called Lin Xueluo?"

The leading man looked at the photo and then looked at Xueluo, as if trying to make a comparison.

The Xueluo in the photo was fair and clean, gentle like a lady from a noble family.

But the woman in front of him seemed to be in a lot of trouble: her hair was disheveled, and her face was covered in sand.

Because of the strong wind in Shi Zhu County, Xueluo\'s face was about to split from the wind.

It wasn\'t that she didn\'t want to comb her hair properly, but there was too much dust on her scalp to comb it smoothly. It was impossible to wash your head and bath in Shiyuxian County, because you would definitely catch cold.

Zuo An Yan had originally planned to let everyone go to a hotel in the county to continue their journey back to Shen City, but his wife called him to inform him that his child was sick, so they all rushed back overnight.

Seeing that the person who came was not friendly, Xueluo decided to escape.