When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already the next morning.
He was the only one in the luxurious suite.
He could no longer remember who had helped him into the room and washed the filth off his body.
Perhaps the only thing that made him conscious was that he felt as if he had been licked by a dog.
The clothes that had been washed and dried were placed on the bedside table. There was even a box of imported stomach medicine on top.
Feng Xinglang was very familiar with this box of imported stomach medicine. It was a kind of stomach medicine that the Feng family always had. It had been months since he had eaten it.
It was also in the Night Manor. Was it just a coincidence?
Half an hour later, Feng Xinglang walked out of the luxurious suite on the top floor of the manor.
Ong was still waiting in his car in the parking lot. Last night, he didn't return and stayed here.
But around two or three o 'clock in the morning, he saw Yan Bang go downstairs and drive away.
"CEO Feng."
Bassoon immediately went up and opened the door for Feng Xinglang.
Knowing that they were going to have a drinking competition last night, Feng Xinglang brought Bassoon along.
"CEO Feng, are you returning to the Feng family? Or are we going straight to GK? "
At this time, Madam must have sent the young master, Nono, to the kindergarten, and she herself was going to the academy.
"Return to the Feng family."
Feng Xinglang sat in a leather chair in the back row, resting with his eyes closed.
His stomach felt much better after being nurtured by the woman. His stomach didn't hurt from the drinking last night, but it didn't feel good either.
How stupid was he to think of allying with Third Brother Mo to drink with Yan Bang?
When he returned to the Feng family, it was almost nine o 'clock.
Everything was normal in the Feng family. Those who should go to school had gone to school, those who should go to work had gone to work, and those who should go to buy vegetables had gone to buy vegetables.
Housekeeper Mo was pruning and trimming in the courtyard.
When he saw Second Young Master Feng Xinglang return, he immediately put down what he was doing and went forward to welcome him.
"Nono has gone to school?"
Feng Xinglang glanced at the direction of the garage and rubbed his throbbing temples.
"I went there a long time ago. Before he left, he was still mumbling about waiting for his' bastard father 'to personally send him off. "
Butler Mo reported to Feng Xinglang.
She then asked, "Second Young Master, have you had breakfast? There are pastries made by Aunt An in the kitchen. "
"No, let's go to the company."
Feng Xinglang turned around and was about to leave when he was stopped by Steward Mo.
"Second Young Master, Old Mo has a few words to say to you. It won't take much of your time. "
Feng Xinglang paused for a moment. He turned around and glanced at Housekeeper Mo. Noticing Steward Mo's serious expression, he nodded slightly.
In the study, Housekeeper Mo swiftly heated up milk and pastries for the second young master, Feng Xinglang.
"Second Young Master, although socializing is unavoidable, your body is your own. At the same time, it also belongs to Young Master and Mrs. Xue Luo. You must cherish it more!"
Housekeeper Mo's opening words made Feng Xinglang frown slightly. He drank a mouthful of milk and casually asked, "Is Madam complaining about me?"
"Mrs. Xue Luo is kind-hearted, she is concerned about your health!"
Housekeeper Mo sighed slightly. "Last night, Madam received a call saying that you drank too much and had a stomachache. She hurriedly took the medicine and wanted to send it to Ye Manor for you. Fortunately, I stopped her!"
"Did you deliver the stomach medicine?"
Feng Xinglang put down the glass of milk in his hand and asked anxiously.
"Fortunately, I was the one who delivered it. If Madam had delivered it, how would she have been able to withstand Mr. Yan's fierce yelling! "
Some words had reached a point where they had to be said. It could be considered a preventive measure.
For the harmony of the second young master's family, and even more for the second young master's future and reputation. Housekeeper Mo naturally wished for the Feng family to be well.
Housekeeper Mo's words made Feng Xinglang frown deeply. It was as if he had already predicted what had happened last night.
"Who called Madam and said that I had a stomachache?" He asked.
"I've already said it was Bassoon. He was also thinking about your health. "
Housekeeper Mo was clear that with Second Young Master Feng Xinglang's wisdom, he would naturally guess that it was Bassoon. Thus, he took advantage of the situation to speak up for Bassoon. In fact, from Housekeeper Mo's point of view, he had made the right call! It was just that the method was not good.
Feng Xinglang was silent for a few seconds. "Did Yan Bang scold you when you went to deliver the medicine?"
"That … Mr. Yan probably drank too much. When he heard that I was going to bring you back to the Feng family, he seemed especially angry. "
Feng Xinglang frowned again. "He's a lunatic. When he drinks too much, he will act crazily. Don't lower yourself to his level!"
"How would I dare!"
Housekeeper Mo smiled apologetically and said every word carefully. "It's just that Madam is worried about your health. She's worried about your stomach. "
"What did Madam say?"
Feng Xinglang took a sip of milk and asked indifferently.
"Madam didn't say anything. When she heard that your stomach was hurting again, she anxiously wanted to rush to the Night Manor to deliver the medicine. She complained that you didn't take care of your health. "
Housekeeper Mo said in a gentle voice.
Feng Xinglang was silent for a moment. "Did Yan Bang hurt you?"
"No, he didn't. Mr. Yan drank too much. It's just that his voice is a bit loud. "
Housekeeper Mo replied with a smile.
Feng Xinglang did not answer.
He stood up and patted Housekeeper Mo's shoulder. "I'll pick up Nuo Nuo from school this afternoon. I'll pick up Madam as well. "
"Okay, okay."
Housekeeper Mo repeatedly agreed.
He knew that the Second Young Master was a smart man. There were some things that he would understand without being pointed out.
On the way to GK, Feng Xinglang was silent.
Bassoon couldn't read Feng Xinglang's emotions. He only felt that Feng Xinglang seemed to be full of gloominess.
In fact, when Old Mo called Feng Xinglang into the study, Bassoon was nervous. He knew that Old Mo would complain.
However, Feng Xinglang did not reprimand him on the way here! Did Old Mo not "complain" to him?
So what if he did complain? Madam did tell him not to let the Second Young Master drink too much.
Of course, drinking too much would cause stomach pain. Ong was just looking for a better excuse.
"Bassoon, when Old Mo delivered the medicine to me last night, Yan Bang hit him hard, right?"
Feng Xinglang did not mention who called his wife, Lin Xueluo.
"To Old Man Mo, that push was pretty heavy! Almost took Old Man Mo's life! At that time, I was the one who helped him down the stairs! "
Bassoon was exaggerating on purpose.
"What did Old Mo say? He made Yan Bang so angry. "
Feng Xinglang continued to ask calmly.
"He said he was going to feed you the medicine. He also said that Madam was worried about you and wanted to bring you back to the Feng family to rest … but Yan Bang wouldn't let him! "
Bassoon added in revenge, "He said that you belong to him tonight! Let Old Mo go away! "
Yan Bang had indeed said these words, but they were meant for Ong to hear.
Feng Xinglang's handsome face was so cold that a layer of frost could be scraped off it.
After more than ten minutes, Feng Xinglang said coldly, "If you dare to talk to Madam again, don't even think about keeping your tongue!"
"Also, if I, Feng Xinglang, want to kill you, no one in this world can protect you! You'd better believe it! "
Feng Xinglang's gloomy words sent chills down Bassoon's spine.
Neither Yan Bang nor Cong Gang would offend and disobey Feng Xinglang for a small character like Bassoon!
*****
In the afternoon.
In the indoor stadium of Shenzhen University, there was a job mobilization meeting.
Since the job situation was not too optimistic, the entire stadium was filled to the brim. There were third-year and fourth-year students who were about to graduate, and there were first-year and second-year students who came to enjoy the atmosphere.
After eating lunch in the school's cafeteria, Xue Luo and her classmates came to the stadium to occupy a seat.
The middle seat was almost fully occupied, and Xue Luo and her group could only squeeze to the corner.
"Following the grim job situation in recent years, everyone is especially concerned about this year's job situation. According to the latest news released by the Ministry of Education, this year's number of college graduates has reached 7.65 million, surpassing last year's 7.49 million. The number of college graduates has reached the highest in history, and it can be said to be the most difficult job season in history …"
"The applicants have similar complex emotions: eagerness, fatigue, and anticipation mixed with anxiety."
"Under the increasingly grim job situation, more and more students are choosing to start their own business."
Xue Luo had been listening attentively and did not notice that someone was squeezing toward her.
Only when a strong arm wrapped around her waist did she turn her head in panic to look for the owner of this cheap hand.
"Feng Xinglang? Why are you here? "
Xue Luo lowered her voice and exclaimed. To find her in such a crowded stadium was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
"Surprised?"
The man smiled charmingly.
Xue Luo rolled her eyes at the man and continued to listen to her lecture in silence.
"Not obedient again … You actually did not call your husband for a day?"
The man came closer and sucked Xue Luo's ear.
Xue Luo instantly trembled.
"So sensitive? Wife, you are too cute! "
"Feng Xinglang, in public, do you have some face?"
Xue Luo secretly looked around and scolded in a low voice.
"As long as I can make my wife happy, this face of mine … It doesn't matter."
Feng Xinglang used his strength and the woman was pulled into his embrace. "Say you love your husband! Otherwise I will kiss you! "
"… …"
Xue Luo glared at him. "Feng Xinglang, do you have any face?"
Feng Xinglang came closer and pecked Xue Luo's cheek. "Quickly say you love me! Unless you want me to kiss you fiercely! "
Xue Luo was really speechless: How can this man's face be thicker than the city wall?
"Feng Xinglang, please, even if you don't want face, I still want face!"
Xue Luo wanted to get up and escape but the man's arm was really strong and she was unable to escape.
"Then obediently, affectionately, say you love me!"
The man's eyes were rippling with the light of passion; it was like a deep and mysterious ocean glistening with ripples.
"I … I love you."
Xue Luo could not afford to lose her face and could only obey the man.
"Baby, I love you too!"
Following the man's words, the back of Xue Luo's head was pressed by his big palm and was pulled to his side. The man's lips fiercely kissed her. Inch by inch, he plundered Xue Luo's sweet taste into his mouth …
Xue Luo's red lips were entangled by the man. She was unable to get rid of his grip. She was anxious and annoyed. Her eyes were shining.
A deep kiss ended. Xue Luo's lips were sucked by the man until it was as beautiful as the morning dew.
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