Chapter 25

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Xueluo gritted her teeth in embarrassment. But with Xia Yiqin still around, she couldn't struggle much to free the man's big hand that was tightly clasping her wrist. He could only stare fiercely at this arrogant and rude man.

Under the cover of the suit, Xia Yiqin did not see Feng Xinglang and Xueluo's little movements.

"Second Young Master Feng is right. Let me go now. Good night Xueluo, and Second Young Master Feng too." Being rejected was uncomfortable, but Xia Yiqin still had her signature smile on her face. If you don't leave by yourself, you will be ignorant of current affairs.

Watching the red BMW leave Feng's courtyard, Xueluo restrained herself and turned into a prickly hedgehog in anger.

"Feng Xinglang, let me go! For your brother's sake, I forgive you once! If there is another time, I will definitely tell your brother. He used his fresh life to protect the health of your brother, How can you bear to treat his wife like this?"

These words hit Feng Xinglang's sore spot, and he let go of the big hand that clasped Xueluo's wrist.

Xueluo took the opportunity to run into the living room of the Feng family.

"Madam, you are back." After seeing Xueluo, Nanny An was also overjoyed. It seems that the wife is willing to forgive the second young master.

"Aunt An, where's Lixin?" For her 'husband' Feng Lixin, Xueluo felt guilty. Not to mention that I left him alone in the wedding room on the wedding night, and ran back to Xia's house yesterday in a fit of anger. I am indeed self-willed.

"Still in the medical room." Nanny An replied sadly. In order to force the second young master to find Xueluo back, the eldest young master was really angry this time.

"Let me feed Lixin dinner. From tonight, I will sleep in the medical room with Lixin." Xueluo said firmly. On the way back to Feng's house, she made up her mind.

Nanny An was really taken aback, she glanced at Feng Xinglang inquiringly, and said quickly: "How can this be done! Doctor Jin is with you in the medical room. You don't have a place to sleep."

"It's okay, I can make the floor!" Xueluo was determined to go into the medical room to take care of Feng Lixin.

Feng Xinglang's gaze sank, and a chill was on Jun's face.

"Go and make something for my brother first. The fruit puzzle last time was pretty good." After Feng Xinglang gave a warning, he walked upstairs briskly.

Xueluo glanced at Feng Xinglang's back, but obediently went into the kitchen to prepare food for Feng Lixin.

Half an hour later, when Xueluo's dinner for Feng Lixin was almost ready, Butler Mo came into the kitchen.

"Ma'am, Dr. Jin has just examined the young master. He is waiting for you upstairs in the wedding room. You can send him upstairs." Butler Mo always addresses him cautiously. It was not specified whether it was the first young master of the Feng family or the second young master of the Feng family.

"Oh, good! I'll take the dinner upstairs to Lixin right away." Xueluo hurriedly picked up the dinner tray and walked upstairs.

In front of the wedding room in the master bedroom on the second floor, Xueluo stopped in her tracks. Feng Xinglang, that wicked man appeared in her mind. He won't be in the wedding room again, right? Probably not! Even if he was here, with Feng Lixin present, he would not dare to bully her in front of his brother.

Xueluo knocked on the door twice, and an old and hoarse answer came from inside: "Come in."

The door of the wedding room was pushed open, and Xueluo saw 'Feng Lixin' sitting in a wheelchair. In fact, it should be Feng Xinglang who brought those burnt artificial skins.

Originally, these props were used to deal with his uncle Feng Yiming who wanted to covet the Feng Group. But I didn't expect these things to have another purpose: to test a woman who is planning to do something wrong!

Because the purpose of Xueluo's willingness to marry into the Feng family couldn't be related to simplicity. Feng Xinglang is still not sure if this woman has joined forces with Feng Yiming. In order to test out the condition of his elder brother Feng Lixin, and pave the way for Feng Yiming to inherit the Feng Group.

From the moment Feng Xinglang was brought back to the Feng family by his father Feng Yishan as an illegitimate child, the old lady Feng had already strangled the right to inherit the Feng family group. Of course, Feng Xinglang wouldn't care about a Feng Group.

The Feng Group was eventually inherited by his half-brother Feng Lixin. This made Uncle Feng Yiming dissatisfied. According to the old lady Feng's will: Feng Yiming is the second heir of the Feng Group. That is to say: if Feng Lixin is dead, then the Feng Group will become Feng Yiming's possession.

Of course, Feng Xinglang would not let his eldest brother Feng Lixin's hard-earned foundation fall into Feng Yiming's hands. What's more, Feng Yiming still has the motive and suspicion of harming Feng Lixin. Before finding out the truth, Feng Xinglang had to make Feng Yiming realize: elder brother Feng Lixin's condition is not serious! So that he can die from his ambition to monopolize Feng's Group!

If Feng Xinglang were to verify that Feng Yiming was the murderer who harmed his elder brother Feng Lixin, he would definitely bring his uncle Feng Yiming to justice. There is no doubt about this!

But this is something Feng Lixin taboos! He really didn't want to see the members of the Feng family kill each other!

"Lixin?"

Seeing the man in the wheelchair, Xueluo's nose felt sour, and his eyes immediately turned red. Compared to the panic and terror the first time, when she faced her 'husband' Feng Lixin who was covered in scars from the fire again, she was not so afraid.

Deep sympathy and pity made Xueluo feel sympathetic with the man in the wheelchair in front of him.

The woman's murmur was so soft to the bone that Feng Xinglang was inexplicably startled, but he didn't know how to respond to the woman's warmth.

Xueluo put the dinner tray in his hand on the low cabinet beside him, moved it over lightly, and half-kneeled in front of the wheelchair. She held Feng Xinglang's scarred hand in the palm of her own. Still ferocious, still terrifying, but Xueluo was no longer afraid.

"Lixin, I'm sorry... On the night of the wedding, I shouldn't have left you alone." Xueluo slowly pressed her face against the back of Feng Xinglang's scarred hand, and asked softly: "Do these scars still hurt?"

Feng Xinglang froze for a moment, as if he felt that his cold heart had been soaked in the bubbling hot spring water, it was not as sad and hateful as before, as if it had been ironed, with warmth The warmth flowed through.

"Lixin, trust me, I will take good care of you! Live with you well..." Xueluo rested her head on Feng Xinglang's strong legs, like a docile and well-behaved cat. The eloquent talker who was standing in front of Feng Xinglang looked like two different people.

Slowly, as if possessed by a demon, Feng Xinglang spread out his hand, and gently stroked Xueluo's shiny black and smooth hair. A different kind of warmth is conveyed between the two hearts that are sad for each other. So clean that there is no trace of dust.

"Xueluo," Feng Xinglang's tone was vicissitudes because of the voice changer attached to his vocal cords, "Did Xinglang bully you?"

Xueluo was slightly taken aback, twitched her red lips a few times, and finally said insincerely, "No...no! Xinglang...he respects my sister-in-law very much."

This was just Xueluo's true yearning, and had nothing to do with the facts.

Or, she really didn't want the brotherhood between their brothers to be damaged.

Seeing the woman's tears of grievance rolling down her cheeks inadvertently, Feng Xinglang reached out his hand so naturally, and wiped away the two lines of clear tears on the woman's cheeks with the pads of his fingers that were not smooth.