Chapter 134 Asking for a Marriage Certificate

"No rush! When you leave for Massachusetts General Hospital, I will return your marriage certificate so that you can give it to that woman as a meeting gift."

Feng Xinglang vaguely remembered that Butler Mo was holding the brocade box containing the marriage certificate that day, just to give it to Feng Lixin as a gift for meeting Lin Xueluo. But I didn't expect to be robbed by him on the way.

"Forget it if you don't give it. There's no need. I will tell Xueluo directly: You, Feng Xinglang, are her legal husband! If she doesn't believe it, she can go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to investigate." Feng Lixin is not affected by Feng Xinglang Lang's threat.

Feng Xinglang smiled calmly, "But if I told her that I got this marriage certificate with her solely to please you, Feng Lixin, to go to the United States for further skin grafting surgery, do you think she would be even more sad?"

After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang said again: "By the way, I like the child-making plan you asked Yan Bang to arrange for me! But your dear sister-in-law doesn't like it! Because she bought birth control on the way back. Medicine! Also, I don’t want to tell her in person that I slept with her just for routine! At least I don’t want to tell her in person yet!”

Feng Lixin was silent for a long time.

After a long time, he sighed weakly, "Xinglang, one day, you will regret it for hurting Xueluo."

"Who knows what will happen next! But at least now, I don't have the slightest regret!"

Feng Xinglang gently tucked Feng Lixin into the thin blanket, "Brother, you should know: How painful it would be for a woman to be abandoned by the man she loves? And now, she, Lin Xueluo, at least still has fantasies. !”

The indifference under the accumulation of hatred really shocked Feng Lixin.

"Xinglang, don't you want to have a child? A lively and cute little angel who has the same blood and blood as yourself!" Feng Lixin asked tentatively.

"You know very well: My current mental state is simply unacceptable! Instead of forcing it on me, it will only be a disaster for the new child!" Feng Xinglang deserved to be indifferent and ruthless.

Feng Lixin fell silent again. He couldn't help but reflect: Could it be that he really acted too hastily? Was he helping his brother Feng Xinglang, or was he harming him?

Moreover, the innocent Xueluo was implicated!

"Let's talk about something lighter, brothers." Feng Xinglang interrupted the suffocating silence, "Just tell me how you were so obsessed with that vixen Lan Youyou! I've seen it too She... didn't realize how stunning she is! Have you ever slept with her?"

Every word Feng Xinglang said was purposeful. So is such a witty talk.

When mentioning Lan Youyou, Feng Lixin's eyes flashed with light briefly; then they were shrouded in gloom.

"The person is already dead, why did you bring her up? I already told you that she had nothing to do with me being injured! Is it meaningful for you to investigate a dead person?" Feng Lixin seemed to have sensed Feng Xinglang's intention. .

Even if Lan Youyou is dead, Feng Lixin will do his best to protect her.

"Just a casual chat, brother, don't be so nervous." Feng Xinglang smiled faintly, "I'm quite curious: If that woman Lan Youyou is still alive, will you continue to love her obsessively?"

Feng Lixin did not answer Feng Xinglang's question, but turned his head sideways and fixed his gaze tightly on the wrinkled photo.

The answer is obvious.

The woman in the photo is Lan Youyou.

Feng Xinglang tried to take the photo away and destroy it, but what he got was Feng Lixin spent two days and two nights in the intensive care unit.

In the face of precious only life, Feng Xinglang finally let his eldest brother Feng Lixin keep the photo.

Perhaps in Feng Lixin's eyes, that photo of Lan Youyou has become his only spiritual support.

Feng Xinglang really couldn't imagine: How could a man fall in love with a woman and love her to the point of life and death?

At least so far, Feng Xinglang has not met a woman he loves to death!

But that Lin Xueluo...

Maybe she can only be considered a victim of this brotherly love!

When Feng Xinglang came out of the medical room, his handsome face was stained with anger. The originally handsome face of Fengshen was now branded with the mark of a demon from hell, filled with a sense of alienation that kept strangers away from him.

On the dining table, Xueluo and Aunt An had already laid out a sumptuous dinner.

It was the same as what Butler Mo said: for dinner, there was Dongpo Pork and sizzling beef tenderloin that Second Young Master Feng Xinglang loved to eat.

Xueluo could see that the man's face was filled with anger. In order not to cause trouble to others, after placing the dishes and chopsticks, she wanted to go back to the kitchen and have something to eat with Aunt An and Butler Mo.

"Madam, you sit and eat with the second young master. I can come to the kitchen." However, Aunt An did not give Xueluo a chance to leave. Instead, he forced Xueluo down in front of the dining table.

Seeing Feng Xinglang sitting alone at the huge dining table, Xueluo sat up obediently. It seems that she also holds the title of Mrs. Feng. Although she is not welcomed by this man, she is legally considered a family member.

"Madam, give the second young master a bowl of soup to warm his stomach first." Aunt An reminded Xueluo, who was somewhat silent.

"Oh, okay." Xueluo suddenly came to his senses, took the small bowl in Feng Xinglang's hand, and began to serve him the stomach-warming mushroom soup.

The reason why Xueluo was dazed was because Xueluo had not yet recovered from the gentle caress of her fingertips just outside the courtyard. Maybe the man really wiped her face just because of the dirt on her cheeks, without any emotion at all. But Xueluo remembered the man's small action for a long time!

Lin Xueluo, please be kind to me, please? If you continue to act like this, you will not only be immersed in the pig cage, but you will also be reviled by morality!

Xueluo bit her lip, restrained her sentimentality, and delivered the mushroom soup to Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang didn't like drinking these vegetarian soups too much. After taking two sips, he saw his slightly frowning eyebrows.

Xueluo sat two places apart from each other. Most of the time, she just immersed herself in counting the rice grains in the bowl. Just by the sound, she could feel what dishes the man had picked up and took a few sips of the soup.

Xueluo felt that she was really going crazy.

Suddenly, the Dongpo pork on Feng Xinglang's chopsticks changed direction and was sent to Xueluo's bowl. There was no narration attached, but that solemn handsome face had already given the order well: You must eat it for me!

Xueluo stared at the Dongpo pork in the bowl, and then looked up at Feng Xinglang. She didn't disobey the greasy Dongpo pork back to the plate, but she didn't eat it obediently either. He took a piece of mushroom and put it in his mouth.

"Why don't you eat?" Feng Xinglang asked quietly. A rather gentle tone.

"Too...too fat." Xueluo murmured honestly.