Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

Under the soothing effects of the drugs and the man\'s embrace, the woman, who was in great pain and shock, fell asleep softly in the man\'s arms.

Feng Xinglang wiped away the tears on her face and carefully put her back on the bed.

"Where\'s Nuonuo?"

At the door of the ward, Feng Xinglang asked Xing Ba in a low voice. but he ignored the existence of the Hetun.

"Fifteen has been sent to Shallow Water Bay. It\'s very safe to have the Old Five watch over him. "

Thinking that Feng Xinglang only wanted his son\'s safety to be at stake, Xing Ba answered honestly.

"I\'ll have to trouble you to bring Nuonuo to the hospital to guard his mother! He\'s a big kid, and he can take on that kind of responsibility. "

Feng Xinglang also wanted to protect his own wife, but he still had urgent matters that he needed to take care of personally.

Xing Ba habitually took a glance at foster father Hetun, asking for instructions.

"Old Tweleve is already on his way to the hospital. I\'ll let him go back to pick up fifteen! "We can\'t leave this place without people."

Hetun still understood his son Feng Xinglang\'s words. Although he was very dissatisfied with Lin Xueluo slapping his own son.

"Xing Ba, you make a call to Xing Wu. I have a few words that I want to say to Nuonuo."

Xing Ba then looked towards the Hetun, who nodded slightly, and agreed.

The moment the phone was connected, the little thing started making noises.

"Who are you? Is it smelly 12? Or is it the eighth brother? "

It could be imagined that the ringing phone was snatched away from Xing Wu by the little fellow.

"How did eighth brother offend you?" "If you say it like that, then eighth brother will be very sad!"

Xing Ba and the others had always been indulging and indulging in this little fellow, and it was directly responsible for this little fellow\'s pampering and arrogance.

"Where\'s smelly 12? Where did he die? Get him back here and open the door! How dare you lock me in my room and try to rebel against him! If my foster father finds out, I\'ll definitely skin him alive! "

The little guy\'s arrogant attitude wasn\'t something that could be done in a day or two. It was enough to prove how bitter the lives of the other foster son s were.

"Enough, stop howling, your dad has something to say to you!"

Although Xing Ba was reluctant to stop the noisy conversation between him and Xiao Fifteen, he still gave the phone to Feng Xinglang.

"Nuonuo, I am your father."

"Bastard Feng Xinglang? "How did you end up with Broken Eight?"

"Listen to father first: Xing Shi\'er will come back to bring you to the hospital in a while. Your mother. She\'s hurt; you have to stay by her side twenty-four hours a day and take care of her until your dad arrives! Do you understand? "

"My mommy is hurt? How? "Where is the injury?"

"... You\'ll know when you get to the hospital. "Your father still has some matters to take care of. Remember your father\'s words: you must guard your mother until your father arrives!"

"Got it …" How could Mommy be hurt? Where did that damned wood Uncle go? Why didn\'t he protect my Mommy! "

On the other end of the phone, the little guy\'s voice was filled with a sob.

The thing that pained the most was his mother.

Feng Xinglang was very clear: With a son, Feng Linnuo, guarding his wife, Lin Xueluo, not one inch away, it also meant that Xing Shi\'er and the others would have people accompanying the little fellow.

This method might be a little roundabout, but Feng Xinglang really didn\'t want to say anything more to Hetun.

When Feng Xinglang rushed to the police station, he did not see Lan Youyou. He said he was sent to forcefully detoxify.

"Lan Youyou has taken a dose of poison?"

"Yes. Her urine test was positive. Moreover, during her detention, she experienced a strong drug addiction. According to her own instructions, she only attacked the Madame Feng because she was hallucinating after taking in the poison. "

"He\'s hallucinating after taking a dose of poison?"

Feng Xinglang coldly snorted, "I\'ve seen the surveillance footage back then: She was deliberately murdered! She followed my wife all the way to Shen Da! If this is not intentional murder, then what is it? "

"Lan Youyou admitted that she was the one who had followed Madame Feng all the way here, Shen Da. However, she explained: Your wife hid her daughter Feng Tuantuan. She wanted to follow your wife to find the whereabouts of her daughter!

"F * ck them all!"

Feng Xinglang growled, and the documents in his hand smashed onto the face of the handling officer.

"Mr Feng, don\'t be angry. Lan Youyou\'s lawyer is already involved in this case, so we will enforce the law impartially. "

"Lan Youyou\'s lawyer? He found it so quickly? Who invited her!? "

It had only been a few hours, and the lawyer had already found him? And while in custody?

"It\'s your big brother Feng Lixin!"

A layer of chilling intent slowly gathered onto Feng Xinglang\'s handsome face: Does this mean that big brother Feng Lixin has also joined in the murder?

Just as he left the police station, Feng Xinglang received a call from Butler Mo: They say that First Young Master has returned to Feng Family!

He disappeared for so many days just for this moment?

On the way back to the Feng Family, Feng Xinglang\'s heart was in turmoil.

Her mind still lingered on the words that she had told him back in the hospital: [You\'re thinking about your old love for Lan Youyou, the righteousness of your big brother\'s life, and Lan Youyou\'s mother … Have you ever remembered that I, Lin Xueluo, am your wife?]

Lan Youyou\'s suicidal move this time, had undoubtedly pushed herself into the abyss of death.

If Feng Lixin was also involved in this assassination attempt …

These days, Feng Lixin\'s life was like a dream or illusion; everything he saw and heard seemed to be completely illusory.

Feng Lixin didn\'t know where he was, he only knew that he was locked in a space with four corners.

Most of the time, he just sleeps.

It was as if he had slept the rest of his life in advance.

"First Young Master, where have you been all this time?"

Faced with Butler Mo\'s inquiry, Feng Lixin was also stunned. Because he didn\'t even know where he had gone. He also did not know where the place where he was imprisoned was. It was not cold, nor hot, nor short of food.

Sensing that First Young Master\'s mental state was not good, Butler Mo called Second Young Master Feng Xinglang.

When Feng Xinglang rushed back to the Feng Family, Feng Lixin was looking for his daughter in the villa.

In view of the mental state of the First Young Master, the Butler Mo and the Nanny An did not tell him where Feng Tuantuan was.

Basong stood at the end of the stairs, quietly staring at Feng Lixin who was looking for his daughter. He could also tell that Feng Lixin\'s mental state was abnormal.

Feng Lixin was very thin and absent-minded, but his body was moving smoothly.

This showed that Feng Lixin did not starve to death in these few days that he had disappeared.

Feng Lixin didn\'t want to talk to him, so of course Basong had to take the initiative to talk to him! His job was to guard Cong Gang who was in the sunlight room.

Hearing the sound of the engine, Feng Lixin immediately ran down from the stairs. The weakness of his legs made him look like he was half crawling, half rolling.

"Xinglang, where are the rest? "Where are the lumps?"

Feng Lixin asked as he panted heavily.

Feng Xinglang quietly stared at his big brother Feng Lixin, whom he had not seen for a long time: his absent-minded expression, his thin face, and that body that almost fell to the ground when the wind blew.

If only he had given up on saving him five years ago … Would he live better in another world?

"You only care about your own daughter?"

Feng Xinglang asked indifferently, "Why didn\'t you ask, where are my wife and children now? How are they? Is there any danger to your life? "

"Xueluo? Nuonuo? They. What happened to them? What happened? "

Feng Lixin\'s dazed expression slowly faded, as if he was slowly turning back to normal.

"Brother, isn\'t it too obvious if you pretend to be stupid?" You\'ve already invited a lawyer for Lan Youyou, don\'t you know what she has done? "

Feng Xinglang was laughing. He laughed coldly.

He didn\'t see any brotherly feelings, but just interrogative indifference and alienation.

"Youyou, you … "He bumped into a youngster who\'s around twenty years old..."

Feng Lixin seemed to have realized something, "What happened to Xueluo and Xueluo? "Could it be …"

Feng Xinglang stared deeply at Feng Lixin\'s slightly shocked face, and let out a bland, cold snort.

"Since you pretend to not know, then let me tell you about your woman Lan Youyou\'s\' good deeds\'. The young man whom she had bumped into in an attempt to murder was Xueluo\'s cousin; he had accompanied Xueluo to Shen Da University to settle some matters. If not for him fighting with his life on the line, my wife, who is also your sister-in-law, would have died outside the gates of the academy today. "

Feng Lixin was startled, his entire being was as though he had become an idiot, with his mouth wide open, eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Youyou, she … She wants to kill Xueluo? "

"Don\'t f * * king play dumb!"

Feng Xinglang let out a shrill roar, "Feng Lixin, I\'ve already given you too many chances to be together with your woman! But she kept on wanting to kill Xueluo! My dear good brother, let me ask you this: Murder Xueluo, do you have your share? "

In the face of Feng Xinglang\'s roar, it was as if Feng Lixin\'s thoughts were disjointed, and he could only dryly open his mouth and widely open his eyes.

He did not answer his brother Feng Xinglang\'s question. Instead, he hugged his head and knelt down.

"Feng Lixin, say something … Have you been involved in the murder of Xueluo? Do you have it? "

Feng Xinglang grabbed his big brother Feng Lixin who was squatting and kneeling on the floor, and shook his weak and tottering body angrily.

Feng Lixin didn\'t say a word the entire time, and only blankly watched his younger brother Feng Xinglang who was like a thunderclap.

"Second Young Master... Calm down! "

Seeing that First Young Master could not hold on any longer, he immediately rushed forward and hugged First Young Master Feng Lixin away from his arms.

"I, Old Mo, dare to use my life to guarantee it: First Young Master definitely does not have the heart to harm Madam Xueluo! Don\'t forget, it was the First Young Master who brought Madam Xueluo into the Feng Family, forcing you all to love each other! Why would the First Young Master do anything to harm\'s wife?! "

Butler Mo used his body to tightly protect First Young Master Feng Lixin, who could be shattered into pieces and collapsed by Feng Xinglang at any time.

Butler Mo\'s half-white hair and Feng Lixin\'s tear-stained face …

It allowed Feng Xinglang to gradually calm down!