Chapter 888

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After being imprisoned in the dark basement for a few days, Lan Youyou became slightly sick.

But her pace is eager.

"Yuyou, are you okay?"

Feng Lixin, who was holding his daughter and chasing after Lan Youyou, seemed to be struggling.

Lan Youyou didn't answer Feng Lixin, just ignored his existence and walked forward quickly.

"Papa, put Tuantuan down. Tuantuan has legs!"

This is what brother Nuonuo 'educated' her, and Xiaocuti has already memorized it.

In order to catch up with the woman, Feng Lixin had no choice but to put the daughter in his arms back on the ground, and lead her away with his hands. In this way, both father and daughter can walk faster.

At the entrance of Repulse Bay, after seeing the three members of the eldest and young master's family coming out, Butler Mo immediately came forward.

"Eldest lady, are you back? Now that you're back, let's have a good time with the young master."

Housekeeper Mo kindly wanted to persuade the eldest wife of the Feng family, Lan Youyou, who was in a hurry.

"Where's Feng Xinglang? Where is he?"

Lan Youyou didn't answer Butler Mo's concern, but pushed open the door of the nanny's car to see if Feng Xinglang was hiding in the car.

It's a pity that Lan Youyou was disappointed. Feng Xinglang did not hide in the nanny's car and command Feng Lixin and Lin Xueluo into Repulse Bay to rescue her as she had imagined!

"Second young master went to work at GK Venture Capital early in the morning. He's not in the car!"

Butler Mo answered Lan Youyou's inquiry and thoughtless search.

Will Feng Xinglang leave her behind to go to work? Lan Youyou really doesn't believe it!

She knew that Feng Xinglang was an arrogant and face-saving man, and he would not use his status as a 'son' to plead with Hetun.

When it came to Lin Xueluo, he called "Dad" on the left and "Dad" on the right at Hetun, it was really cheap!

Lin Xueluo won't suffer from licking her face to recognize Hetun as her 'father'. By flattering Hetun, will she be able to stabilize her position as the second wife of the Feng family?

Lan Youyou is no longer in the mood to care about these empty things!

Even if Lin Xueluo called Hetun's father, so what? ! Can you get Feng Xinglang's whole person? Or the whole heart?

If Lin Xueluo hadn't given birth to Feng Xinglang's son, Lin Xueluo wouldn't even be able to enter the Feng family's gate!

Lan Youyou got into the cab and started the car immediately.

"Yuyou, where are you going?"

Feng Lixin rushed over, opened the door of the cab, and grabbed Lan Youyou's hand holding the steering wheel.

"leave me alone!"

Lan Youyou gave Feng Lixin a hard push, then stepped on the accelerator, and the commercial vehicle sped away.

Driven by the commercial vehicle with a parabolic throw, Feng Lixin lost his balance and slammed down heavily towards the concrete floor.

"Master, be careful!"

If it wasn't for Butler Mo who supported him quickly, this fall would have cost Feng Lixin half his life.

"Papa, did you fall? Is mama sick again?"

Feng Tuantuan helped Butler Mo to lift his father Feng Lixin up, and at the same time glanced tearfully at the direction of the commercial vehicle.

"Eldest Young Master... You can keep her people, but you can't keep her heart!"

Butler Mo sighed, "Eldest young master, just be old Mo and beg you: give up Lan Youyou! Only then can you and Tuantuan live a good life!"

Feng Lixin froze for a moment.

"Don't...papa, don't give up on my mama! My mama will be fine! Tuantuan wants her own mama!"

Butler Mo's words caused the little cutie to cry sadly.

Seeing his daughter's injured appearance, Feng Lixin's heart ached.

Butler Mo's words are very reasonable; but her daughter's needs are also so real.

Different standpoints and visions are doomed to different ways and methods of thinking about problems!

After a slight pause, Feng Lixin immediately asked, "Old Mo, where's Ye Shinian?"

"When he was thrown out by Hetun's adoptive son, he was seriously injured; he insisted on waiting for you with me, but I thought his arm must be broken, so I asked someone to send him to the hospital first. "

Feng Lixin sighed and nodded slightly. In Ottawa, Ye Shinian gave their family of three a lot of help.

"Papa, where did mama go? Will she come back?"

It seems that the little cutie is exhausted and helpless for her mother, Lan Youyou, who gets sick so often and runs away every now and then.

Feng Lixin is silent!

He knew where his wife Lan Youyou was going. But he didn't want to tell his daughter.

Even if she leaves her husband and daughter behind, that woman will find her sweetheart without hesitation!

"Papa, will mama go find my uncle?"

Feng Lixin originally wanted to avoid this question, but he didn't expect his daughter to ask it herself.

"Dad doesn't know..."

Looking into the distance, Feng Lixin sighed slightly after his heart sank.

"Then let's call our uncle and ask if we'll find out?"

Cutie insisted on this topic. Little did she realize that her father didn't want to answer her.

"You don't need to ask! Are you hungry? Papa takes you to eat!"

Feng Lixin struggled to pick up his daughter, Feng Tuantuan.

Maybe Butler Mo is right: as long as I give up that woman, I and my daughter can live a normal life!

Feng Lixin had long been indifferent to his own life;

But the life of her daughter Feng Tuantuan has just begun!

Daughters need a healthy environment to grow up!

Bathed in sunshine and rain...

*****

The car Lan Youyou drove away was a nanny car converted from a business car.

It is particularly conspicuous when parked at the hall porch of GK Venture Capital.

The security guard of this nanny car knew it: it was a special car for the young son of the president's family.

As soon as the security guard went up to push open the rear door, he saw a beautiful woman emerging from the cab and rushing all the way to the front of the hall.

When Lan Youyou broke into the meeting room, Feng Xinglang was holding a meeting with the heads of management departments above the middle level.

The security guard on the floor of the president's office knew Lan Youyou. Knowing that she is the president's sister-in-law in name, but actually it was rumored that this woman named Lan Youyou gave birth to a daughter for the president in private... and was adopted by the president's elder brother!

As the rumors spread, they became well-known 'true' rumors!

So the security guards just stopped him symbolically. But with Lan Youyou's anxious look on fire, those security guards probably won't be able to stop her.

On the top of the oval conference table, sat the man who looked like a king.

A handsome face, deep eyes, clear lips...

Feng Xinglang is indeed a handsome man. And he was handsome with a hint of banditry.

When he saw Lan Youyou who suddenly appeared at the door of the meeting room, Feng Xinglang's eyes narrowed instantly.

How did this woman escape?

Have all the adoptive sons of Hetun become wine bags and rice bags?

There is no doubt that it is impossible for Lan Youyou to be able to defeat Hetun and the gang of adoptive sons in Hetun.

There are two possibilities: one is that Hetun took the initiative to let her go; the other is that Hetun let her go passively!

Obviously, with Hetun's self-willed character, it is impossible for him to let Lan Youyou go on his own initiative! Otherwise, he wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles to Ottawa to catch Lan Youyou!

Then only the latter is left: Hetun released Lan Youyou passively!

Who could make Hetun behave in such a passive way?

Big Brother Feng Lixin and Ye Shinian?

Presumably they don't have that much ability and weight!

Who would that be?

"Aaron..."

With a murmur, there was a tender feeling that was so sticky that it couldn't be melted away.

Lan Youyou used more than two months of torment to prove: she can't let go of this man, let alone forget this man!

Even if she died, she still wanted to die by this man's side!

A sadly beautiful figure floated towards the top of the oval conference table.

Getting closer and closer, so close that you can clearly see the man's facial features; even the man's raised eyebrows.

"Aaron... I finally saw you!"

The woman knelt beside Feng Xinglang's executive chair, hugged the man's waist tightly, and looked up at Feng Xinglang in a submissive attitude.

"You shouldn't have come back!"

Feng Xinglang's voice was faint, with biting coldness, "Lan Youyou, your actions are undoubtedly digging your own grave, understand?"

"What about the tomb... I just want to come back and see you."

Lan Youyou raised one of her hands, wanting to touch the man's cold face that was close at hand.

But the man grabbed his wrist mercilessly.

"Let's break up the meeting!"

Following Feng Xinglang's voice, the middle-level managers who were paying attention in the meeting room dispersed in an orderly manner.

In the huge conference room, only Feng Xinglang and Lan Youyou were left.

"Aaron, can we go back in time?" the woman asked.

Feng Xinglang raised the corners of his lips, and asked coldly, "What do you think?"

"Alang... Let me stay by your side? I will be obedient... As long as I can see you a few times a day, I will be satisfied!"

She stared deeply at the man, using all her tenderness.

"It's too late! I gave you such a chance! Unfortunately, you are too greedy!"

With a push, Feng Xinglang pushed the woman in his arms away. The executive chair was moved one meter away.

"Then what are you going to do with me? Use Hetun's hand to get rid of me?"

Lan Youyou fell down and sat on the cold marble floor, looking sadly at the heartless and heartless man in front of her.

"You'll know!"

A man's words mean a lot.

*

After ordering someone to drive Lan Youyou out, Feng Xinglang fell into a moment of silence.

Ten minutes later, Feng Xinglang called his wife Lin Xueluo.

The phone was cut off after it rang three times, Feng Xinglang held back his anger and continued to call.

One...two...three...repeatedly and then again!

"Lin Xueluo, now you are so proud of being favored that you dare to pinch your husband's phone number?"

The man's voice was slightly sullen.

The one who pinched the phone was indeed Xueluo; but the one who answered the phone was not Xueluo himself!

After cutting off the phone, Xueluo threw the phone on the table by the swimming pool, then jumped into the deep water area.

"I don't think the word being favored and arrogant is suitable for Lin Xueluo...It's almost the same for you!"

"Xing Twelve?"

Feng Xinglang hummed dissatisfiedly, "Where is Lin Xueluo?"

"I'm in a bad mood, I don't want to say it!"

Xing Twelve directly hung up Feng Xinglang's phone call.