Chapter 45 Want to Love but Can't Love

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When Xueluo went downstairs, she met Butler Mo hurriedly trotting into the living room of Feng's house, walking in a hurry.

"Madam, where's the second young master?" Butler Mo asked anxiously when he saw Xueluo first.

"Xinglang should eat in the guest room downstairs. Butler Mo, what happened?"

Xueluo could feel the seriousness on Butler Mo's face, it must be that something difficult happened. Because housekeeper Mo has always been calm in dealing with things. It's definitely not a trivial matter that can make him so anxious.

Butler Mo did not answer Xueluo's question, but walked towards the guest room downstairs at a brisk pace.

"Second Young Master, something is wrong." In the corridor, Butler Mo met Feng Xinglang.

"Go to the study and talk about it." Feng Xinglang knew clearly that Butler Mo would not change things suddenly because of a little disturbance.

"Okay." Butler Mo followed Feng Xinglang's footsteps into the study.

After closing the study door tightly, Butler Mo said in a low voice: "Second young master, look, this is the will drafted by the young master. I copied it from the lawyer.

"A will? My brother is fine, what kind of will is he making?" Feng Xinglang sternly said. But after he took the file bag and checked the will that Feng Lixin asked the lawyer to draft, he was furious.

"My brother actually wants to hand over the Feng Group to Feng Yiming? Is he crazy?" Feng Xinglang couldn't understand this. Feng Yiming was one of the suspects who harmed the two brothers of the Feng family. Not only did he have the motive to commit the crime, but he also had a premeditated plan to commit the crime.

"Second Young Master, I think Eldest Young Master is doing this to protect your younger brother! He will let you live only if you give the Feng Group to Feng Yiming! Eldest Young Master is trying to spend money to eliminate disasters for you. You have worked so hard!" Butler Mo burst into tears.

Perhaps until the moment of his death, Feng Lixin still couldn't forget his half-brother. For Feng Xinglang, he could give up everything, including his own life! But the more this happened, the more Feng Xinglang couldn't let go! He won't just watch Feng Yiming take away everything that originally belonged to his elder brother Feng Lixin!

"With me, Feng Xinglang, he, Feng Yiming, will never get the Feng Group!" In Feng Xinglang's eyes, the fire of hatred burst out again.

"But the young master is the heir of Feng's Group. He has the power to make a will and determine the ownership of the legal representative of Feng's Group!" Mo Butler reminded.

Feng Xinglang raised his handsome brows, pondered for a while, and said coldly, "If my brother knew that Lan Youyou was not dead... Do you think he would still be so depressed?"

"What? Miss Lan is not dead?" Butler Mo's eyes lit up, "Is this news reliable?"

"It should be reliable! It's just that the woman seems to be avoiding something on purpose, hiding herself very deeply!" Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the drafted will.

"This is indeed good news..." But then, Butler Mo sighed again, "Maybe it's also bad news!"

"It might be bad news? How do you say that?" Feng Xinglang asked in a deep voice.

"Second young master, you also know that when the young master pursued Miss Lan, he was very affectionate. When he learned that Miss Lan was not dead, the young master would certainly be happy, but after that? With the temperament and temper of the young master , he will feel inferior to his current situation. Wanting to love but not being able to love will only make the young master suffer even more!" After serving the Feng family for thirty years, Steward Mo really understands the state of mind of the young master Feng Lixin.

"Why can't you love if you want to? As long as my brother likes it, even if it's a robbery, I will tie up Lan Youyou and throw it on my brother's bed!" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly. As long as Feng Lixin wants, he will definitely fulfill it.

But Butler Mo just shook his head and sighed: Maybe what Young Master Feng lacks is the domineering spirit of the Second Young Master to turn the tide.

It was late at night, and Xueluo was sitting at the desk thinking about the general outline of her graduation thesis. She majored in the Department of Visual Communication Design. She has not experienced in practice, so she can only talk about it on paper.

Feng Xinglang walked in, and put a stack of thick documents on the desk.

"This is the information on Feng's Group. You must read it tonight. There is a letter of appointment and dismissal in it. It's best to memorize it by heart. Tomorrow, you and my brother will go to Feng's Group to hold a shareholders' meeting!"

Xueluo picked up the information and looked through it a few times, then asked a little unconfidently, "Feng Xinglang, won't you go with your brother?"

Feng's Group is still well-known in Shanghai. Xueluo hadn't seen much of the big world, so she was a little apprehensive about going to a shareholder meeting with Feng Lixin so suddenly.

Seeing the desire to rely on him in the woman's eyes, Feng Xinglang slightly lifted his lips, and smiled faintly, "Didn't you keep clamoring to be alone with my brother? I'll give you this chance."

"But...but, for such a big meeting of shareholders, your brother will definitely need you." Xueluo murmured anxiously.

"Is it my brother who needs me? Or do you need me?" Feng Xinglang asked evilly in a low voice.

Xueluo's pretty face was slightly red, "Of course your brother needs you! You are his younger brother, and you must help him manage the Feng's Group together!"

However, Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, "Unfortunately, my illegitimate child is not welcomed by the Feng family! From the day I was brought into the Feng family, I was deprived of the right to inherit any property of the Feng family!"

When Feng Xinglang said these words, there was no sentimental element. It also seems to have a meaning of not cutting. He, Feng Xinglang, never cared about the mere Feng's Group!

However, just because he doesn't care doesn't mean he will let his elder brother Feng Lixin hand it over to Feng Yiming.

"Feng Xinglang, can you go tomorrow as well? Just help your brother." Xueluo pleaded again.

Of course he, Feng Xinglang, will go! It's just that the way to go will be a little different.

Suddenly, the corners of Feng Xinglang's thin lips were lightly raised, and he blurted out a charming sentence: "You can also go with me tomorrow...but you have to obey me tonight and let me stay in your room!"

Xueluo's teeth were itching with hatred, he gritted his words and said, "Feng Xinglang, you get out now! Immediately! Immediately!"

"..." If it weren't for the other things tonight, it seems that it would be interesting to stay and tease this prickly little woman.

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Because it was too late to read the file, it was almost nine o'clock when Xueluo woke up.

Why didn't the damn phone alarm ring? Xueluo scrambled into the bathroom and quickly finished washing himself. She simply tied a ponytail and put on a light makeup before trotting out.

The youthful and beautiful Xueluo is full of vigor and vitality. It makes people look extraordinarily comfortable, warming the heart like the warm sun.

In the living room, 'Feng Lixin' seemed to have already had breakfast, and was quietly sitting in the wheelchair waiting for Xueluo, who woke up late. When Xueluo, as light as a butterfly, caught his eyes, a bright light flashed in his eyes involuntarily.

The 'Feng Lixin' who can sit, eat, move, and even tease Xueluo is definitely not Feng Lixin himself. It was Feng Xinglang who was wearing a half-body artificial skin.

"Lixin, I'm sorry...I got up late. Did I keep you waiting?" Xueluo immediately squatted over and sincerely held Feng Xinglang's leather-wrapped hand. A hand covered in weird scars.