Chapter 1142 The Ruined Heart

"Oh, really? Then why don't you go back and talk to your mommy more!"

At that time, Xueluo was so tired that she didn't even want to say anything, and she didn't even bother to care about Lan Youyou.

Holding the planning plan in her arms, she shuffled towards the study room upstairs.

There were only 48 hours...but she barely managed to finish reading a plan. As for the pros and cons, she was still in a state of confusion in her mind.

Xueluo felt that her brain had been almost empty, and she was so exhausted that she wanted to find a bed to lie down on.

But Xueluo knew: if she fell down at this moment, she might never be able to get up again when faced with a life that reflects her own value.

Maybe I feel that I am a little too serious in thinking this way, but the ancient people’s experience is not unreasonable!

So I didn't bother to care about Lan Youyou. She has fallen in love with Tiantian Tiantian, so why should she go there and give her a ladder? !

"Mommy, you just came back, are you going to study in the study again?"

"Well! When my son is hungry, he goes to Grandma An; when he wants to play, he goes to Da Ranran... Mommy has to do her homework, so don't disturb Mommy!"

Even Xueluo didn't want to pay too much attention to her son who was screaming.

Her mind was completely filled with planning-schemes.

Seeing his mommy going crazy, Lin Nuo did not chase her upstairs, but stayed in the living room to guard her father, Feng Xinglang.

"Brother Nuonuo, would you like to play Barbie doll house with Tuantuan?"

The ball stuck to it, dragging one of Lin Nuo's hands and shaking it coquettishly.

"Don't play! Childish!"

Lin Nuo snorted and shook off Feng Tuantuan's little hand.

But when he turned around and saw the tearful Tuan Tuan, he frowned slightly and reluctantly hummed: "Then let's play jigsaw puzzles together."

"Brother Nuonuo is so kind!"

Feng Tuantuan stood on tiptoes and kissed Lin Nuo sweetly on the cheek, who was more than half a head taller than her.

When Feng Xinglang came in, he happened to see his niece kissing his son.

I couldn't help but think: at an innocent age, doing innocent things, not stained by a trace of vulgarity, it looks very beautiful.

When he accidentally saw his biological father, Feng Xinglang, standing quietly in the living room, Lin Nuo, a little embarrassed, pushed away Tuan Tuan who was holding him.

"Asshole Feng Xinglang, why did you come back just now? I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"You are waiting for your biological father so much...My biological father is really touched!"

Feng Xinglang came over, one in each hand, and used his strong arms to lift the two children up at the same time.

"Feng Xinglang, what did you do? Why do you make mommy work so hard?"

The little guy stayed in the living room to catch his father just to question him about this matter.

"Isn't your mommy already home? Is she tired?"

"She's not just tired! She even forgot to pick up her son today! And as soon as she got home, she went upstairs to do her homework with the folder in her hand like a maniac! Feng Xinglang, you are so abusive to my mother. , I want to protest!”

The little guy raised a lot of dissatisfaction.

"Is your mommy going crazy? It's not that serious, right? Let your dad go upstairs and take a look!"

Hearing his son speak so seriously, Feng Xinglang was really worried about the woman who had just worked for a day.

The key is that there is no brain-consuming work!

Why don't we just look at the planning plan? This can also tire her!

Not wanting to be disturbed, Xueluo locked the study door directly.

After twisting her eyebrows a few times and taking a few deep breaths, Xueluo gathered her energy and read the second business plan.

Feng Xinglang failed to push open the study door, so he had to tap twice with his hand.

"Didn't Mommy say it before? Go to Grandma An when you're hungry, go to Da Ranran when you want to play, and deal with it yourself."

"Husband needs your love!"

Feng Xinglang's charming voice came from outside the door. It can seduce a woman's heart.

Xueluo didn't want to open the door, she really wasn't in the mood to flirt with a man; but privately, Xueluo still got up and opened the study door.

The next second, Xueluo fell into the man's arms. The passionate kiss continued, and the kiss made Xueluo's heart go crazy.

The man's skillful techniques had been practiced to perfection; Xueluo felt that her front body was cold, and the clothes were wrapped around the man's well-jointed fingers. It is dyed with a crimson color that makes people feel hot.

"Hate!"

Xueluo said shyly and wanted to snatch the clothes from the man's hand.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like such a beautiful woman is going crazy at this moment!

"I want it...you can take off your husband's belt and exchange one thing for another!"

The man's suggestion made Xueluo's face look so shy and pretty.

"Feng Xinglang, can you be more serious?"

Xueluo scolded lightly. But she was embraced by the man again.

"In the company, you want me to be serious; now at home, you still want me to be serious... Our daughter can't wait for our love union!"

Xueluo's OL outfit makes it easy for Feng Xinglang to move his hands up or down; he can pinch her butt without any hindrance and make movements that induce affection.

"Stop making trouble! I still want to read the documents!" Xueluo grabbed the man's hand.

"What kind of document can look good to my husband?!"

The man kissed the woman on the lips and moved her body towards the sofa in the study room.

"As a husband, you must unconditionally support your wife's work! Before work, husband and wife are equal!"

Xueluo pushed the man's strong body, thinking about something, and groaned resentfully:

"You said that you would use all the Chinese characters that have existed for five thousand years in China instead of using them all in English. Isn't this a waste of time? It's just a show off!"

"English is phonetic writing, and Chinese characters are ideographic writing. So in the long run, English has an advantage! This is especially true when it comes to information technology processing problems!"

Xueluo agreed with the man's brief analysis. Although Chinese characters are broad and profound, perhaps it is precisely because of their breadth and profoundness that they are not suitable for dealing with information technology-related things. As for these information-based things, there is no need to be too literal.

But it really hurts my second-rate English skills! Just looking at the planning plans that have been written by everyone is so laborious.

"Xinglang, do you have the planning plan of the planning department for last quarter? Let me learn from the format!"

Xueluo is smart. Learning from the original model is obviously a shortcut.

This was the first task assigned to her by Nina, and she really didn't want Nina to underestimate her.

"You want your husband to open the back door for you? That's absolutely fine!"

The man's smile was full of charm, "But, you have to make your husband comfortable first..."

"Feng Xinglang, you are coaxing my mommy with sweet words again! Mommy is mine and can only serve me! You can go and cool down!"

As soon as the child Lin Nuo climbed up the stairs, he saw his biological father Feng Xinglang hugging and kissing his mother, which made him very dissatisfied.

In the little guy's opinion: Mommy was deceived by her own father into joining his company, just to compete with him for favor.

This bastard Feng Xinglang always causes mischief, but why does Mommy like to be deceived so much? ! There's really nothing we can do against her!

"..." Why did this naughty kid come running up?

Xueluo blushed with embarrassment and immediately pulled her inner clothes from the man's hands and quickly ran to the bathroom.

…

After these few days of recuperation, Lan Youyou was able to speak a few short words.

She quietly looked at Noila Mo who had wiped her body and arranged the bedding: the girl is not beautiful. Wheat-colored skin, vibrant ponytail, regular facial features... and a single eyelid.

"Do you like Feng Lixin?" Lan Youyou's voice was so low that it was almost just the shape of her mouth.

When Lan Youyou asked this, Mo Ranran was stunned for a moment.

But with her sunshine and beauty, she was not embarrassed by Lan Youyou's question.

"I have liked Brother Lixin since I was six years old! But don't worry, I won't do anything sorry to you before you divorce Brother Lixin!"

"What should I worry about..."

Lan Youyou smiled coldly, "I have never liked him!"

"Since you can't give Brother Lixin happiness, then divorce Brother Lixin! I can give him happiness!"

Noila Mo's words were so straightforward and proactive that Lan Youyou was stunned for a few seconds.

How can girls nowadays take the initiative to do this? How shameless this is!

Slightly pursed lips, Lan Youyou glanced at Mo Ranran coldly, "It all depends on whether Feng Lixin is willing to divorce me!"

Noila Mo was silent for a few seconds, and then let out a long sigh, "I know Brother Lixin loves you terribly! But I am willing to wait for him!"

"Do you want to wait until I die?"

Lan Youyou smiled coldly again, "Even if I die, Feng Lixin's heart will go with me. A man without a heart, even if you get his broken body, what's the use!"

It took Lan Youyou three times to say these words completely.

She spoke very calmly, so calmly that Mo Ranran instantly felt that she had become a lot shorter.

From another aspect, it also showed that Lan Youyou was not very interested in Feng Lixin, her husband in name only.

Even if Lan Youyou dies, will Brother Lixin's heart follow her? Lan Youyou's confidence left Mo Ranran completely speechless.

"Can you please help me call Tuantuan? I miss her."

"Oh, okay. I'll call you right away."

Noila Mo agreed quite easily. With her sunny mentality, she would not be upset by Lan Youyou's self-esteem-hurting words.

If a mother misses her child, of course she will try her best to satisfy Lan Youyou.

Outside the ward door, Noila Mo almost ran into Feng Lixin's arms.

"Brother Lixin, are you okay? Did the bump hurt you?"

Noila Mo anxiously groped Feng Lixin's body. She knew that Li Xin had been in poor health and was afraid that she might have injured him.

"It's okay! I'm not as fragile as you think."

After hearing something he shouldn't have heard, Feng Lixin wanted to leave the door; but he was still half a beat slower than the agile Noila Mo.

Noila Mo joked, "As long as you're fine! I'm really worried that you'll be like a porcelain doll that will break when hit!"