Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

In the yacht, only Feng Xinglang and Xing Shiqi were present. Xing San did not see Hetun or Xing Shi\'er; even Xing Ba was only standing on the shore.

"The beauty is here. You can leave with her now!"

Feng Xinglang pointed to Lan Youyou who was on the carriage and said, "Let me first congratulate you on bringing the beauty home! As for my family reunion, I believe you will not let me down! I believe in Mr. Abdul Rahman! "

Xing San was slightly startled, as he did not seem to have expected Feng Xinglang to be able to call his real name.

"Of course!" Xing San agreed.

"My cell phone will be on for you 24 hours! I believe that Mr. Xing San has many ways to contact me! Just pick the one you like! "

Regardless of whether it was an unnecessary action or not, Feng Xinglang would still pass a note with his cell number written on it to Xing San.

Xing San took it, "Feng Xinglang … "Thank you!"

"If you can fulfill my wish to reunite with my family, then it\'s my turn to thank you!"

Feng Xinglang laughed faintly, and glanced outside the boat cabin, "The sky is about to brighten. At this time, he could move towards the light! Take your beauty and live a good life! "

Xing San slightly nodded his head, the corner of his wounded lips twitched a few times, but he still wanted to speak out in the end.

"I have a reminder for friendship: I hope that you won\'t bring Lan Youyou to see the ball! Lan Youyou has been crazy for such a long time, I think it\'s best to keep some beautiful memories for now! "

"... "Alright." Xing San replied without thinking.

"Then, I wish you a pleasant journey!"

"Thank you." Xing San pushed Lan Youyou\'s stretcher towards the place close to the walls.

"Do you need me to give you a ride?" Feng Xinglang asked again.

"We\'ll part ways eventually! I won\'t trouble Prince Xing then! " Xing San said indifferently.

"Then this Feng will take his leave!"

Feng Xinglang turned around and left slowly. Personally pushing his sister-in-law to another man was not only unkind, but also illegal. He was actually quite conflicted.

Furthermore, this was already the second time Feng Xinglang had \'gifted\' Lan Youyou to Xing San!

Feng Xinglang did not turn back. He was afraid that he would suddenly change his mind.

It was truly outrageous to give his elder brother\'s woman to another man to take away.

In view of Big Brother Feng Lixin\'s stupidity, Feng Xinglang had decided to give Big Brother Feng Lixin a choice: Select his daughter Feng Tuantuan for him!

Feng Tuantuan\'s life had just begun; however, Lan Youyou\'s life had already reached its end! No matter how it was calculated, it should be Feng Tuantuan who was more lively right?

Being taken away by someone who loved her could be considered a benevolent end for Lan Youyou!

It\'s better than wasting your entire life in Feng Family!

Watching as the boat left quickly, Xing Ba retracted his gaze and turned to look at Feng Xinglang.

"Are we really going to let them go just like that?"

Xing Ba asked with a probing tone, "Prince Xing, you should have information on the next part!"

From Xing Ba\'s point of view, a cunning person like Feng Xinglang would never let Xing San get away with it for nothing.

But Feng Xinglang instead answered with a question: "Xing Ba, do you think Xing San will be grateful to me?"

"..." Xing Ba bit his lower lip, "Things are unpredictable! If we meet any pirates or a killing ship, even if Xing San wants to tell you Feng Tuantuan\'s whereabouts, I\'m afraid he will be powerless! "

Xing Ba\'s words seemed to mean what he said.

Who was this pirate referring to? Cong Gang?

"You don\'t need to doubt my sincerity!"

Feng Xinglang snorted, then turned and walked back to the commercial car by the shore.

Xing Ba and Xing Shiqi leisurely followed behind.

"Oh right, number eight, Lan Youyou\'s medical certificate for death has been completed. "Go and complete the cremation procedures."

"Are you trying to coax me again?" Xing Ba ridiculed.

"You\'re lying to my brother!"

Feng Xinglang spoke bluntly. He knew that the people of the Hetun would not talk too much.

… ….

When Feng Xinglang called back, it was at Feng Family\'s breakfast time.

The disappearance of her wife and daughter had shattered the self-esteem of Feng Lixin, a man who was not well in the first place. He was ready to go to the underworld with her wife and daughter.

Every day, apart from tormenting wait, it was then time to ask the police.

Feng Xinglang had called the Feng Family. The one who answered was Mo Ranran.

Mo Ranran was both physically and mentally exhausted. Her shining heart had already been completely tormented by Feng Lixin. Fortunately, Feng Xinglang had called her from time to time to motivate her and cheer her on.

Before he answered the phone, Mo Ranran was diligently and earnestly persuading the extremely weak Feng Lixin to drink the medicinal food that the Nanny An had given to him earlier.

If there was any \'private conversation\', Feng Xinglang would call Mo Ranran on his cell phone. But today, he was calling on his Feng Family\'s landline.

"Hello, hello. This is the Feng Family. "

"Ran Ran, I am Feng Xinglang!"

"Feng Er …"

Mo Ranran\'s voice became teary, "Have you found a spot? You won\'t be able to find more, Brother Lixin, he … "

"What happened to my brother?" Feng Xinglang asked.

Mo Ranran turned around and looked at Feng Lixin, who was sitting on the sofa, but was determined to go out to the Public Security Bureau.

"It\'s not good to eat again, Brother Lixin! I think he wants to die for Lan Youyou\'s sake! "

Mo Ranran purposely said it out loud. It was not forbidden for Feng Lixin to hear it.

"Really? That would save him a lot of trouble! Tell him that his wish is about to come true! "

"Feng Er, what nonsense are you spouting? Brother Lixin is your big brother, why don\'t you wish for him to be good! "

Feng Xinglang\'s strange words made Mo Ranran startled.

"Then it\'s up to you, a person who looks forward to my brother\'s good fortune, to tell my brother: Lan Youyou is already dead!"

Feng Xinglang spoke coldly. Originally, Feng Xinglang was still thinking of how he should explain it to Feng Lixin in a while in order for him to accept it calmly. However, after hearing Mo Ranran\'s words, Feng Xinglang decided to not hide it anymore.

"What?" Lan Youyou, she … "

Mo Ranran suddenly covered her mouth and subconsciously turned her head to look at Feng Lixin who was sitting on the sofa.

With such a shock and suspicion, how could Feng Lixin, who was listening carefully, not notice it? He immediately dragged his injured leg and walked over to Mo Ranran.

"Ran Ran, give me the phone!"

"Brother Lixin..."

"Give it to me!"

Feng Lixin roared, and took the radio from Mo Ranran\'s hands.

"Xinglang, what happened to Youyou?"

Feng Lixin panted anxiously, "Did something happen to her?"

"Brother, Lan Youyou, she … He was already dead! "Just yesterday …"

Feng Xinglang paused his words. This left Feng Lixin time to bear this "grievous news".

"What?" Youyou, she... She … She\'s dead? "

Feng Lixin\'s hand that was holding the phone, trembled so hard that he could not even hold it, "Where is it? Where are you? Xinglang, quickly tell me … "Where are you?" Brother, calm down first! If you hurry over, there\'s no point in it. "

Feng Xinglang sighed deeply, "It\'s precisely because I\'m afraid that you won\'t be able to calm yourself, that\'s why I had people cremate Lan Youyou\'s corpse overnight!"

"What?" Lan Youyou had already been... She was cremated? "Why didn\'t you wait for me?"

Feng Lixin seemed to be unable to endure this reality. His already frail body shook for a few moments before collapsing.

Feng Lixin was aware of Lan Youyou\'s condition. He simply could not take such a rush. It would only increase the rate at which she died.

Therefore, Feng Lixin did not doubt Feng Xinglang\'s words.

"Brother Lixin... Brother Lixin... "

Mo Ranran who was at the side immediately grabbed onto Feng Lixin\'s body.

As for Feng Lixin, who was so thin that he only had a few hundred kilograms left, the robust and strong Mo Ranran picking him up was not difficult at all.

Butler Mo picked up the phone from Feng Lixin\'s hand.

"Brother … …" Feng Lixin! "

"Second Young Master, it\'s me. Old Mo. "

"How is my brother?"

"I\'m already out of breath …" Second Young Master, where the ball of them are …. "

In comparison to the Lan Youyou whose body was so weak that it could not live, the Butler Mo was more concerned about the whereabouts of the Feng Family\'s little princess, Feng Tuantuan.

With Feng Tuantuan, her heart and soul, no matter how much pain First Young Master was in, she would always be able to survive.

"I was planning to discuss this with my brother …"

Feng Xinglang sighed lightly.

"Discussing what?"

The Butler Mo asked.

"Xing San is going to take away Lan Youyou\'s ashes … in exchange for the nests. "

"Is there even a need to discuss it? Just directly exchange it! "She\'s still young, her life has only just begun; Lan Youyou has done her own deeds and did the last thing for her daughter, even if she dies, it would be worth it!"

Butler Mo\'s voice was somewhat louder. As far as he was concerned, there was absolutely no need to discuss things with them.

"Old Mo... Old Mo... Give me the phone. "Give it to me."

Feng Lixin shook off Mo Ranran\'s support, then wanted to go up and snatch the phone.

"Second Young Master, you don\'t need to answer this phone! Directly exchange! They are the only hope for the First Young Master to survive! "

"Old Mo... Give me the phone. Quick, give it to me! "

Feng Xinglang could hear Feng Lixin\'s shouts from the phone.

"Old Mo, you should give the phone to my brother! One was his wife and the other was his daughter. This choice had to be made by him personally! Old Mo, give your phone to my brother! "

Although the Butler Mo felt that there was no need to choose such a choice, it was obvious that ordinary people would choose Feng Tuantuan who was only five years old! But he was truly worried that First Young Master would make some unexpected choice.

Under Feng Lixin\'s shouts and Feng Xinglang\'s requests, Butler Mo gave the phone to Feng Lixin.

"Brother, Xing San is being controlled by the people from the Hetun. However, even after three consecutive days of torture, he was still unable to pry open his mouth. He proposed to take Lan Youyou\'s ashes, in exchange for the whereabouts of the balls … "

Feng Xinglang said in a low voice, "Big Brother, one is your wife and the other is your daughter … You decide! "

The reason why Feng Xinglang allowed Feng Lixin to make such a choice was self-evident.

Firstly, it would allow Feng Lixin to accept Lan Youyou\'s death more smoothly; and secondly, it would allow Feng Lixin to make the necessary choices between his wife and daughter!

This way, not only would he not have to painstakingly comfort her, but it would also be able to toughen up Feng Lixin\'s weak heart.