Chapter 1185 Chasing the Light

When Xing San saw Lan Youyou with his own eyes and felt that her breath was still stable, he seemed to believe that Feng Xinglang was not tricking him.

In the yacht, only Feng Xinglang and Xing Qi were there. Xing San did not see Hetun or Xing Twelve; even Xing Ba just stood on the shore.

"The beauty is here, you can take her away now!"

Feng Xinglang pointed at Lan Youyou on the stretcher and said, "First of all, I congratulate you on holding your beauty home! As for my family reunion, I believe you will not let me down! I believe in Mr. Abdul Rahman's As a human being!”

Xing San was slightly startled, as if he didn't expect Feng Xinglang to call him by his real name.

"Of course!" Xing San agreed.

"My mobile phone will be on and waiting for you 24 hours a day! Mr. Xing San must want to contact me. There are many ways! Just pick the one you like!"

Regardless of whether it was unnecessary or not, Feng Xinglang still delivered the note with his mobile phone number to Xing San.

Xing San took it and said, "Feng Xinglang...thank you!"

"If you can fulfill my wish of family reunion, then it's my turn to thank you!"

Feng Xinglang smiled faintly and glanced outside the cabin, "It's almost dawn. If you set off at this time, you can head towards the light all the way! Take your beauty and live a good life!"

Xing San nodded slightly, and the injured corners of his lips squirmed a few times, but finally stopped talking.

"I have a friendly reminder: I hope you don't take Lan Youyou to see Tuantuan! Lan Youyou has been crazy for such a long time, I think it's better to leave some good memories for Tuantuan!"

"...Okay." Xing San responded without even thinking about it.

"Then finally I wish you a safe journey!"

"Thank you." Xing San pushed Lan Youyou's stretcher toward the inside against the bulkhead.

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

"It's time to say goodbye! I won't bother Prince Xing!" Xing San said calmly.

"Then Feng Mou will say goodbye!"

Feng Xinglang turned around and left a little slowly. Pushing his sister-in-law to another man with his own hands is both unconscionable and illegal. It is actually quite confusing.

What's more, this is already the second time Feng Xinglang has 'sent' Lan Youyou to Xing San!

Feng Xinglang didn't look back. He was afraid that he would suddenly change his mind.

To give away the eldest brother's woman to another man is really a bit treasonous.

In view of his elder brother Feng Lixin's stupidity, Feng Xinglang made a choice for his elder brother Feng Lixin: he chose his daughter Feng Tuantuan for him!

Feng Tuantuan's life has just begun; but Lan Youyou's life has come to an end! No matter how you calculate it, you should choose a Feng Tuan Tuan with more vitality, right?

Being taken away by someone who loved her was a good death for Lan Youyou!

It's better than spending your whole life in the Feng family!

Watching the yacht sail away quickly, Xing Ba averted his eyes and glanced at Feng Xinglang beside him.

"Are you really going to let them go like this?"

Xing Ba asked a little tentatively, "Prince Xing, you should have something to say!"

In Xing Ba's view, it was impossible for a cunning person like Feng Xinglang to take advantage of Xing San in vain.

But Feng Xinglang didn't answer and asked instead: "Xing Ba, do you think Xing San will be grateful and tell me Tuantuan's whereabouts?"

"..." Xing Ba curled his lips slightly, "Everything in the world is unpredictable! If you encounter some pirates and kill people and rob boats, even if Xing San wants to tell you the whereabouts of Feng Tuantuan, he may not be able to do anything!"

Xing Ba's words sounded like there was something in them.

Who is this pirate referring to? Cong Gang?

"You don't have to doubt my sincerity!"

Feng Xinglang snorted slightly, then turned and walked towards the commercial vehicle on the shore.

Xing Ba and Xing Shiqi followed unhurriedly.

"By the way, Lao Ba, Lan Youyou's medical death certificate has been issued. You can go and complete the cremation procedures."

"Are you trying to coax people again?" Xing Ba teased.

"Coax my brother!"

Feng Xinglang spoke frankly. He knew that people in Hetun would not talk too much.

…

When Feng Xinglang called back, it was during the Feng family's breakfast.

The disappearance of his wife and daughter shattered Feng Lixin's already weak self-esteem as a man. He was ready to go to hell with his wife and daughter.

Every day, apart from the painful waiting, I would also have to press the police for questioning.

Feng Xinglang was calling the Feng family's landline. The person who answered the phone was Mo Ranran.

Noila Mo was also exhausted physically and mentally. Her optimistic heart had been tortured to death by Feng Lixin. Fortunately, Feng Xinglang called her from time to time to encourage her and cheer her up.

Before answering the phone, Noila Mo was earnestly persuading the weak Feng Lixin to drink the medicinal meal that Aunt An had cooked early in the morning.

Feng Xinglang would call Mo Ranran's cell phone if he had any 'whisper'; but today, he called the Feng family's landline.

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

"Ran Ran, I am Feng Xinglang!"

"Feng Er..."

Mo Ranran's voice was filled with tears, "Have you found Tuantuan yet? If you can't find Tuantuan again, Brother Lixin..."

"What's wrong with my brother?" Feng Xinglang asked tightly.

Noila Mo turned back and glanced at Feng Lixin who was looking haggard on the sofa but insisted on going out to the Public Security Bureau.

"Brother Lixin doesn't eat well anymore! He probably wants to die for Lan Youyou!"

Noila Mo deliberately spoke loudly. There is no taboo in letting Feng Lixin hear it.

"Really? That would make it much easier! Tell him quickly and his wish will soon come true!"

"Feng Er, what are you talking about? Brother Lixin is your eldest brother, why don't you wish him well!"

Feng Xinglang's inexplicable words made Mo Ranran startled.

"Then it's up to you, who wishes my brother well, to tell my eldest brother: Lan Youyou is dead!"

Feng Xinglang spoke very coldly. Originally, he was still thinking about how to talk to Feng Lixin so that he could accept it calmly. After hearing what Noila Mo said, Feng Xinglang simply stopped covering up.

"What? Lan Youyou, she..."

Noila Mo suddenly covered her mouth and subconsciously turned back to look at Feng Lixin sitting on the sofa.

With such surprise and clues, how could Feng Lixin, who was listening carefully, not notice it? He immediately dragged his injured leg that had not yet healed and approached Mo Ranran.

"Ran Ran, give me the phone!"

"Brother Lixin..."

"Give it to me quickly!"

Feng Lixin roared loudly and snatched the wireless landline phone from Mo Ranran's hand.

"Xinglang, what happened to Youyou?"

Feng Lixin gasped, "Did something happen to her?"

"Brother, Lan Youyou... is dead! Just yesterday..."

Feng Xinglang paused for a moment. Leave time for Feng Lixin to accept this 'bad news'.

"What? Youyou...she...she's dead?"

Feng Lixin's hand holding the phone was so trembling that he could hardly hold it, "Where are you? Where are you? Xinglang, tell me quickly... where are you?"

"Brother, calm down first! It won't help if you rush over."

Feng Xinglang sighed deeply, "Just because I was afraid that you would not calm down, I had Lan Youyou's body cremated overnight!"

"What? Lan Youyou has been... cremated? Why didn't you wait for me?"

Feng Lixin seemed to be unable to bear this fact. His already weak body swayed for a few times and then collapsed.

Feng Lixin knew about Lan Youyou's condition. She couldn't bear the exhaustion of running around like this, and it would only make her die faster.

Therefore, Feng Lixin did not doubt the authenticity of Feng Xinglang's words.

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

Noila Mo on the side immediately hugged Feng Lixin's swaying body with quick eyes and quick hands.

For Feng Lixin, who was so thin that he only weighed about a hundred pounds, it was not troublesome for the strong and healthy Noila Mo to lift him up.

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

"Brother... Feng Lixin!"

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

"How is my brother?"

"I have taken a breath...Second Young Master, the whereabouts of that ball..."

Compared to Lan Youyou, who is already very weak and precarious, Butler Mo is more concerned about the whereabouts of Feng Tuantuan, the little princess of the Feng family.

With Feng Tuantuan in his heart, the eldest young master Feng Lixin can always get through it no matter how painful it is at this moment.

"I was planning to discuss this matter with my brother..."

Feng Xinglang sighed slightly.

"What are we discussing?"

Butler Mo asked tightly.

"Xing San wants to take away Lan Youyou's ashes...in exchange for Tuantuan's whereabouts."

"Is there any need to discuss it?! Just exchange it directly! Tuantuan is still young, and her life has just begun. It is Lan Youyou's own fault. If she can do the last thing for her daughter, her death is worth it! "

Butler Mo's voice rose a little higher. In his opinion, there was absolutely no need to discuss it.

"Old Mo...Old Mo...give me the phone...give me the phone quickly."

Feng Lixin shook off Noila Mo's support and wanted to come forward and snatch the phone;

"Second Master, the eldest young master does not need to answer this call! Exchange directly! Tuantuan is the eldest young master's only hope for survival!"

"Old Mo...give me the phone...give it to me quickly!"

Feng Xinglang could hear Feng Lixin's yelling coming from the phone.

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

Although Butler Mo thinks that such a choice is unnecessary: ​​a normal person would choose the 5-year-old Feng Tuan Tuan! But he was really worried about what unexpected choices the eldest young master Feng Lixin would make.

Despite Feng Lixin's shouts and Feng Xinglang's request, Butler Mo handed the phone to Feng Lixin.

"Brother, Xing San was controlled by people from Hetun. But he was tortured continuously for three days, but could not pry his mouth open. He offered to take away Lan Youyou's ashes in exchange for Tuantuan's whereabouts..."

Feng Xinglang said in a low voice, "Brother, one is your wife, the other is your daughter...it's up to you to make the decision!"

Why Feng Xinglang let Feng Lixin make such a choice is actually self-evident.

Firstly, it allows Feng Lixin to accept Lan Youyou's death more smoothly; secondly, it also allows Feng Lixin to make a necessary choice between his wife and daughter!

This not only eliminates the painstaking words of comfort, but also makes Feng Lixin's fragile heart stronger.