After Feng Xinglang left the Feng family, Feng Lixin did not meet Xue Luo again.
Firstly, the marriage certificate was locked in the safe by Feng Xinglang. He lacked the most important proof to explain everything to Xue Luo. Secondly, it was because of Feng Lixin's inferiority complex. He really did not want to show his ruined face to Xue Luo.
Of course Xue Luo was sad. But she was even more helpless.
Feng Lixin did not eat much for breakfast. Aunt An sighed the whole time. From Aunt An, she found out that Eldest Young Master and Second Young Master quarreled again yesterday.
Feng Xinglang returned to the Feng family in the morning. It was obvious that he was angry. He threw the suit in his arms straight onto the sofa and anxiously pulled the tie around his neck.
Xue Luo saw the blood stains on Feng Xinglang's white shirt. Most of the blood had dried on the shirt and turned black. A few places were still bright red. It should have flowed out not long ago.
The man was injured? Xue Luo instinctively went forward to ask about Feng Xinglang's injury. But the moment she took a step forward, she forced herself to calm down.
Lin Xue Luo, Lin Xue Luo, you can't keep thinking about this man! You have to draw a clear line with him. Keep the distance between a sister-in-law and a brother-in-law. You can't cross the line anymore! Not even half a step!
"Ah, Second Young Master, why are you bleeding? Are you injured? Where are you hurt? " Aunt An saw Feng Xinglang's shirt stained with blood. She immediately rushed over and asked about Feng Xinglang's injury.
Actually, the blood stains on Feng Xinglang's shirt were not Xue Luo's. They were Lan Youyou's. He spent the whole night trying to pry the slightest information about the mastermind from her mouth.
"Madam, Madam … Quickly come over and help Second Young Master cut open his shirt. Second Young Master is injured." Aunt An panicked and shouted at Xue Luo who was standing quietly at the side.
But Xue Luo did not move. After a while, she said coldly, "Aunt An, go and find Housekeeper Mo! I have no time. "
After Xue Luo said this bone chilling sentence, she turned around and walked downstairs to the guest room without looking back. Although she was extremely worried, she showed an indifferent expression.
Looking at Xue Luo's departing figure, Aunt An was startled and muttered to herself: "What's wrong with Madam? You didn't even come over to help when your husband was injured. Why did you leave without even taking a look at him? "
Feng Xinglang's gaze coldly locked onto Xue Luo's back as she left. Just yesterday, this woman was happily under his body. But at this moment, she was so cold that it made people feel unfamiliar!
Were all women so fickle and heartless? The woman named Lan Youyou was even more vicious than her!
"Old Mo … .Old Mo, quickly come and take a look at Second Young Master, he's injured." Aunt An saw that she was unable to keep Madam Xue Luo and shouted towards the direction of the study room for Housekeeper Mo.
"Aunt An, I'm fine. These bloodstains aren't mine. I just need to take a shower. "Feng Xinglang stood up and strode toward the master bedroom on the second floor.
For the entire day, Xue Luo did not even take half a step up to the second floor, not to mention caring about Feng Xinglang's injuries. It was as if Feng Xinglang was a complete stranger to her! To be more accurate, he was a stranger than a stranger!
Lying on the wedding bed, Feng Xinglang frowned: How ruthless could a woman be?
Like Lan Youyou, she first schemed to seduce Big Brother Feng Lixin's heart and then ruthlessly tortured him to death? Even if he had to die, he would die so willingly!
Feng Xinglang was not clear: How big of a heart must one have to be to be unable to forget a woman who cruelly harmed him?
But Feng Lixin really did it! Before he died, he refused to let Feng Xinglang continue to pursue Lan Youyou's evil deeds! Moreover, he kept helping her cover up, helping her cover up.
This sleep was accompanied by a nightmare of hatred. Feng Xinglang did not sleep well. He instinctively stretched out his hand to touch, but he did not manage to grab the woman he wanted to embrace and sleep.
Feng Xinglang got out of bed with impatience.
Downstairs at the huge dining table, Xue Luo was eating a simple dinner alone.
Eating was not accurate. Because Xue Luo just sat at the dining table and watched quietly. Hearing the powerful footsteps behind her, she then put the food into her mouth with difficulty. It was like chewing wax, but she pretended to be delicious.
Feng Xinglang sat down beside Xue Luo, a little dissatisfied with the woman's indifference towards him. "I want to eat noodles, go make it."
It was that arrogant and commanding tone again!
"I know you are noble, but if you speak more politely, you can show your gentlemanly demeanor!"
Xue Luo raised her head and met Feng Xinglang's eyes: Like the vast ocean, deep and mysterious, a whirlpool instantly appeared, sweeping her into the center.
Her heart palpitated again!
Why can't I resist to strike up a conversation with this man? Isn't it good to treat him as an invisible person?
"Then was I a gentleman enough yesterday morning?" Feng Xinglang raised his thin lips, the smile on his face was really flirtatious.
"…" This sentence caused Xue Luo's pretended calm heart to be in a mess.
Xue Luo bit her lips and remained silent. Of course, she wouldn't make spaghetti for this rude man.
Seeing that the woman did not move. Feng Xinglang was not angry, he lightly said, "If you don't want to do it then you don't want to do it, why are you still giving me that expression? Serving me is your duty! If you have time, read more about the three obediences and four virtues! "
"…" Xue Luo was speechless. She was really too lazy to talk to him.
What was more excessive was that the man suddenly leaned over and took the bowl of glutinous rice porridge from her and started to eat in big mouthfuls.
Feng Xinglang rarely ate porridge. He did not like the bland taste of plain porridge. But he did not expect that tonight he would take the initiative to snatch Xue Luo's bowl of porridge and even drink it so happily.
"The noble second young master of the Feng family actually ate something that I ate, has his character changed?" Xue Luo could not help but say sarcastically.
Feng Xinglang's handsome thick eyebrows slightly raised, with a smile that was not a smile: "I have even eaten saliva, not to mention a bowl of porridge?"
"…" Xue Luo was speechless again.
Feng Xinglang's phone rang, dispelling Xue Luo's awkwardness. She originally wanted to stand up and leave, not willing to continue to bother with the man. But when she heard the content of the call, she stopped in her tracks.
"Brother Lang, this woman is not willing to eat. She did not drink a single drop of water the whole day. "Ye Shinian was on the other side of the phone. He was about to be driven crazy by Lan Youyou.
"Since she is not willing to eat, then let her starve! Don't tell me you want me to coax her to eat? "
Feng Xinglang said coldly. Towards Lan Youyou, he seemed to be at a loss of what to do. After all, she was the woman that his big brother Feng Lixin used his life to love.
"Then if she does not eat or drink for a day, will she die?" Ye Shinian asked uncertainly.
"If she dies, don't you want to live too!" Feng Xinglang scolded.
With a clatter, the phone was thrown on the table innocently. Feng Xinglang's handsome face was so gloomy that it was somewhat frightening.
After pausing for a moment, Feng Xinglang quickly finished the porridge in his bowl and walked away.
Seeing Feng Xinglang's tall and straight back view, Xue Luo's throbbing heart slowly calmed down.
"Madam, why did second young master leave again? I just made stewed noodles for him. "Seeing Feng Xinglang leave, Aunt An let out a long sigh.
Seeing that Xue Luo's porridge bowl was taken by Feng Xinglang, Aunt An turned around and walked towards the kitchen. "Madam, let me get you another bowl and drink some more porridge."
"No need to get another bowl, I'll use this one." Xue Luo took the bowl that Feng Xinglang had just finished and added a small half bowl of porridge to it before continuing to drink.
Xue Luo was not a clean freak, of course she would not dislike a bowl that Feng Xinglang had drunk from. It was just that … she just felt a little unspeakable panic.
***
In GK Corporation's underground warehouse, Lan Youyou delicately laid on a simple wooden bed.
Young women were always beautiful. Not only were they pleasing to the eye, but they were also very pitiful.
"Brother Lang, the doctor just checked on her and even gave her an injection! They said that if she doesn't open her mouth to eat tomorrow, she will be given a nutrient infusion. "
Ye Shinian had tender and protective feelings for the fairer sex. What's more, Lan Youyou was a rare beauty.
"Then give her a nutrient infusion! As long as she doesn't die! "Feng Xinglang coldly snorted.
"Brother Lang, this girl's mouth is very tight, I think she has steeled her heart to not say anything. Since we can't use force, why don't we try soft? "Ye Shinian suggested.
"Soft? What kind of soft method? Cry and beg her? "Feng Xinglang coldly snorted.
"I can see that she … she quite likes you. Treat her better … "Ye Shinian really could not bear to see such a naive and unaffected girl being threatened by Feng Xinglang.
Lan Youyou's fair and creamy curves were like a stunning snake beauty. She brought out even more spring scenery and presented herself in front of Feng Xinglang and Ye Shinian without reservation.
It was just that the woman's body was covered in blood from the iron chain, it was really shocking to look at.
"You actually want me to treat her better? You clearly know that four months ago, this woman set up a honey trap to harm my big brother Feng Lixin! You actually want me to treat her better? "Feng Xinglang silently hissed.
Ye Shinian was silent. He did not know how to persuade Feng Xinglang, he only felt that he could not bear to use such a heavy punishment on a weak girl who did not even have the strength to truss a chicken.
"In the future, if she refuses to eat like this, you can think of a way to solve it yourself. If she really refuses to eat, then just pour it into her stomach! As long as she doesn't die! Let me know when she wakes up! "Feng Xinglang stared at Lan Youyou on the table, then coldly turned around and left.
Feng Family.
Feng Xinglang stood by the window. His tall and slender figure stood as straight as a javelin! His long and slender fingers held a cigarette, bringing it to his lips and inhaling rhythmically. The side of his face that was shrouded in smoke was dyed with a faint melancholy.
"Madam, Second Young Master ate half a bowl of porridge for dinner, bring this stewed noodles over for him to eat." Aunt An passed the stewed noodles to Xue Luo, indicating for her to bring it over to Feng Xinglang who was standing by the window.
"He will naturally eat it himself when he's hungry!"
Xue Luo replied indifferently. She did not take the stewed noodles from Aunt An, not to mention bring it over to Feng Xinglang.
Coldly turning around, Xue Luo walked towards the guest room downstairs.
The moment she turned around, Xue Luo's heart ached.
She was at a loss: What was the point of her existence in the Feng Family!
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