Chapter 101 Divorce From Feng Lixin

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After Feng Xinglang left the Feng family, Feng Lixin did not meet Xueluo again.

Firstly, it was because the marriage certificate was locked in the safe by Feng Xinglang, lacking the most important proof to explain everything clearly to Xueluo; and also because of Feng Lixin's inferiority complex. He really didn't want to show Xueluo his ruined face.

Of course Xueluo was sad. But she was even more helpless.

Feng Lixin didn't eat much for breakfast, Nanny An kept moaning and sighing. From Aunt An's mouth, it seems that the Eldest Young Master and the Second Young Master had quarreled again yesterday.

Feng Xinglang returned to Feng's house stepping on the morning light. There seemed to be obvious anger. Throwing the suit in his arm directly on the sofa, he pulled the tie around his neck dryly.

Xueluo saw the blood stains on Feng Xinglang's white shirt at a glance. Most of it had dried onto the shirt, turning a dark brown. There are a few places that are still bright red, and it should have just flowed out not long ago.

Man hurt? Xueluo instinctively stepped forward to care about Feng Xinglang's injury; but the moment he moved his legs, he forced Xi to calm down.

Lin Xueluo, Lin Xueluo, you can't keep thinking about this man! You have to draw a clear line with him and keep the distance that a sister-in-law and brother-in-law should have. I can't go one step further! Not half a step!

"Ah, Second Young Master, why are you bleeding? Are you injured? Where is the injury?" Nanny An saw Feng Xinglang whose shirt was stained with blood, and rushed over eagerly, asking Feng Xinglang's question with great distress. Hurt.

In fact, the blood stain on Feng Xinglang's shirt was not from Xueluo. It belonged to that woman Lan Youyou. He spent the whole night, but he couldn't pry any news about the mastermind from her mouth.

"Madam, madam... Come quickly and help the second young master cut his shirt. The second young master is injured." Nanny An shouted in panic to Xueluo who was standing quietly beside her.

But Xueluo didn't move at all. After a while, he said coldly: "Aunt An, you can go to housekeeper Mo! I'm not free."

After Xueluo finished speaking these piercingly cold words, she turned around and walked towards the guest room downstairs without looking back. Although her heart was terribly worried, what she showed was indifference and indifference.

Seeing the back of Xueluo leaving resolutely, Nanny An was stunned for a moment, and muttered to herself, "What's the matter, ma'am? My husband was injured, so he didn't come over to help, why didn't he even take a look at her?" walked away?"

Feng Xinglang's gaze coldly locked on the back of Xueluo who left indifferently: "Yesterday, this woman was happily under him just now, but at this moment, she was so indifferent!

Are all women this fickle? That vicious woman named Lan Youyou is even better than her!

"Old Mo...Old Mo, come and see Second Young Master, he's injured." Seeing that she couldn't keep Mrs. Xueluo, Nanny An yelled at Butler Mo in the direction of the study.

"Nurse An, I'm fine. These blood stains are not mine, just take a shower." Feng Xinglang stood up and walked up to the master bedroom on the second floor.

During the whole day, Xueluo never went up to the second floor, let alone cared about Feng Xinglang's injury. It's like Feng Xinglang is a stranger who has nothing to do with her! To be precise, someone who should be even stranger than a stranger!

Lying on the still festive marriage bed, Feng Xinglang's handsome brows were drawn down: How cruel can a woman be?

Like Lan Youyou, who designed to win the heart of big brother Feng Lixin first, and then tortured him to death? Even if it is death, it is so willing to die!

Feng Xinglang didn't know: How broad-minded does it have to be to never forget about a woman who cruelly harmed him?

But Feng Lixin really did this! When he was dying, he refused to let Feng Xinglang continue to pursue Lan Youyou's evil deeds! And blindly help her cover up, help her cover up.

This feeling was accompanied by a nightmare of hatred. Feng Xinglang didn't sleep well. Instinctively, he reached out to touch him, but he failed to find the woman he wanted to hug and fall asleep.

Feng Xinglang got out of bed feeling restless.

At the huge dining table downstairs, Xueluo was eating a simple dinner alone.

It is not accurate to eat. Because Xueluo just sat at the dining table and watched quietly. After hearing the sound of strong footsteps behind her, she struggled to put the food into her mouth. Like chewing wax, but pretending to be delicious.

Feng Xinglang sat down beside Xueluo, a little dissatisfied that the woman ignored him, "I want to eat noodles, do it."

It's this great man's arrogant commanding tone again!

"I know that you, Feng Xinglang, are dignified, but if you speak more politely, it will show your gentlemanly demeanor even more!"

Xueluo raised her head, and met Feng Xinglang's eyes: like the vast ocean, deep and mysterious, a vortex suddenly formed, sweeping her into the center.

My heart throbbed again!

Why can't I help but strike up a conversation with this man? Wouldn't it be nice to treat him as a transparent person?

"Then was I a gentleman enough yesterday morning?" Feng Xinglang raised his thin lips, and the smile he evoked was really charming.

"..." A single sentence stirred Xueluo's pretendingly calm heart like a deer.

Xueluo bit her lip and remained silent. Of course I wouldn't make pasta for this rude man.

See the woman did not move. Feng Xinglang was not annoyed, and said calmly, "If you don't want to do it, then you don't want to do it. Why do you show me face? It's your duty to serve me! Take a look at the three obediences and four virtues when you have time!"

"..." Xueluo choked speechlessly. I really don't want to say anything more to him.

What's more, the man suddenly leaned over, took the glutinous rice porridge bowl in front of her, and started to eat it.

Feng Xinglang rarely drank porridge. He doesn't like the bland porridge. But he didn't expect to take the initiative to snatch Xueluo's porridge bowl tonight, and drink it so heartily.

"The noble second young master of the Feng family actually ate what I ate and changed his sex?" Xueluo couldn't help but sarcastically.

Feng Xinglang's thick eyebrows raised slightly, with a half-smile, "I've even eaten saliva, let alone a bowl of porridge?"

"..." Xueluo was speechless again.

The ringing of Feng Xinglang's phone resolved Xueluo's embarrassment. She wanted to get up and leave, and she didn't want to continue to deal with the man's wickedness. But when he heard the content of the call, he stopped in his tracks.

"Brother Lang, this woman refuses to eat. She hasn't had a drop of water all day." Ye Shinian was on the other end of the phone. He was almost driven crazy by Lan Youyou.

"She won't eat, so let her be hungry! Do you want me to coax her to eat?"

Feng Xinglang said coldly. As for Lan Youyou, he also seemed a little helpless. After all, she is the woman that elder brother Feng Lixin loved with his life.

"Then if she doesn't eat or drink for a day, will she die?" Ye Shinian asked uncertainly.

"She's dead, so don't you!" Feng Xinglang sternly reprimanded.

With a click, the mobile phone was innocently thrown on the dining table. Feng Xinglang's handsome face was so gloomy that it was scary.

After a short pause, Feng Xinglang quickly drank the porridge in the bowl and walked away.

Watching Feng Xinglang's tall and straight back, Xueluo's throbbing heart slowly calmed down.

"Madam, why did the second young master leave again? I just made noodles for him." Seeing Feng Xinglang leave, Aunt An sighed.

Seeing that Xueluo's porridge bowl was taken away by Feng Xinglang and drank it up, Nanny An turned around and walked towards the kitchen, "Madam, I'll get you another bowl and lick some porridge."

"You don't need to take it again, I'll just use this bowl." Xueluo took the bowl of porridge that Feng Xinglang had just emptied beside him, refilled a small bowl of porridge and continued to drink.

Xueluo didn't have a cleanliness obsession, so of course he wouldn't dislike the bowl Feng Xinglang drank from. It's just...it's just that I always feel a little unspeakable flustered.

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In the underground warehouse of GK Group, Lan Youyou was lying delicately on a simple plank bed.

Young women are always beautiful. Not only is it pleasing to the eye, but it also makes me feel pity.

"Brother Lang, the doctor just examined her and gave her an injection! It means that if she doesn't open her mouth to eat, she can be given a nutrient solution."

Ye Shinian is sympathetic to the fragrance and cherish the jade. What's more, Lan Youyou is a rare and beautiful woman.

"Then give her a nutrient solution! As long as she can't die!" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

"Brother Lang, this girl's mouth is very hard, I guess she is determined not to say it. You can't be hard, why don't we try something soft?" Ye Shinian suggested.

"So soft? How soft? Crying and begging her?" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

"It can be seen that she...she likes you very much. Treat her better..." Ye Shinian really couldn't bear to see such an innocent little girl being violently threatened by Feng Xinglang.

Lan Youyou's curves were as white as creamy fat, like a shocking beauty snake, which stirred up more spring scenes, and unreservedly presented herself in front of Feng Xinglang and Ye Shinian.

It's just that the bloodstains on the woman's body from being strangled by the iron chain are really shocking.

"You actually asked me to be nicer to her? You clearly knew that this woman set up a beauty trick to kill my elder brother Feng Lixin more than four months ago! You actually asked me to be nicer to her?" Feng Xinglang held back low hiss.

Ye Shinian was silent. He didn't know how to persuade Feng Xinglang, but he just felt that he couldn't bear to use such a heavy punishment on a weak woman who had no strength to restrain her.

"In the future, you can find a way to solve such small things like refusing to eat. If she really doesn't want to eat, just feed her stomach directly! As long as she can't die! Let me know when she wakes up!" Feng Xinglang stared at Banxiu Lan Youyou glanced at him, turned and left coldly.

Seal the house.

Feng Xinglang stood by the window. With a slender and tall figure, the whole person stands as straight as a javelin! A cigarette was held between the slender fingers, and it was brought to his lips regularly to suck and swallow. The smoky side face was dyed with a touch of melancholy.

"Ma'am, the second young master had half a bowl of porridge for dinner, you can bring this pasta to him." Nanny An brought the finished pasta to Xueluo, motioning for her to give it to Feng Xing in front of the window Lang.

"He will eat by himself when he is hungry!"

Xueluo responded lightly, and didn't take the stewed noodle plate from Nanny An's hand, let alone send it to Feng Xinglang.

Turning around coldly, Xueluo walked towards the guest room downstairs.

The moment she turned around, Xueluo's heart ached.

She was a little at a loss: What is the meaning of her existence in the Feng family!

She thought of divorcing Feng Lixin...