Feng Xinglang remained silent, his emotions unreadable.
"Tuan Tuan, get out of the car and see your mommy."
After a slight pause, he murmured, "Maybe in a few days, you will never see her again."
"Then Uncle and Brother Nuo Nuo have to wait for Tuan Tuan."
Feng Tuan Tuan acted obediently. With the help of Brother Lin Nuo, he moved his short legs and got out of the car.
"Tuan Tuan …"
Lan Youyou could barely make a sound, but she clearly saw her daughter Tuan Tuan get out of the black Lexus.
Through the dark tinted windows, Lan Youyou couldn't see the person in the car, but she could clearly feel the presence of the man.
Just for a moment, Lan Youyou turned her head, as if she didn't want the person in the car to see her face.
"Mommy … Mommy …"
Tuan Tuan ran towards the stretcher, but was hugged by Mo Ranran.
"Tuan Tuan, your mommy's body is still very weak, she can't stand the cold wind. Let's talk to mommy in the house, okay? "
Mo Ranran had seen Lan Youyou vomit blood because of choking and coughing. That scene was really frightening.
The room had been set up as a ward: infusion tools and various medical equipment to monitor vital signs were all there.
It wasn't difficult to set it up in a few hours because Butler Mo had always prepared these medical equipment for Young Master Feng Lixin, just in case.
Butler Mo sincerely treated Feng Lixin, the eldest young master of the Feng family, as his own son to serve and serve. He put in more effort and energy than his own daughter.
But he didn't expect these medical equipment to be used in such a way.
Lan Youyou kept holding her daughter's small hand. She wanted to say something, but her voice seemed to be stuck in her throat, she didn't have enough strength to make a sound.
Facing the skinny mommy, Feng Tuan Tuan seemed to be a little afraid.
Even if it was an indescribably beautiful woman, without the contrast of her muscles, she would be no different from an emaciated skeleton.
This strange looking mommy made Feng Tuan Tuan subconsciously lean into Papa Feng Lixin's arms.
"Mommy, rest well … Tuan Tuan is going out. Uncle and Brother Nuo Nuo are waiting for me … "
Sure enough, the man was sitting in the car!
Seeing that Mommy hadn't let go, the little thing said anxiously, "We're going to accompany Auntie to find a job! Uncle's father didn't want Aunt to go, but Aunt insisted. The two of them quarreled! Then, my aunt secretly ran away … "
How was this really noisy? He was obviously spoiling that woman.
"Mommy, can you let go? Otherwise, Uncle and Brother Nuo Nuo will get anxious waiting! "
The little thing was a little anxious, so it took the initiative to break free from Lan Youyou's grip.
It seemed that Feng Tuantuan was already unfamiliar with his biological mother, Lan Youyou.
Not only did she change her appearance, but she also remembered that her mommy kept getting sick and smashing things like crazy. Then, she scolded Papa and herself!
"Goodbye, Mommy! Goodbye, Papa! Goodbye, Sister Ran Ran! "
After taking another look at his mommy on the sickbed, the little fellow ran out of the door.
"Tuan Tuan …"
Feng Lixin wanted to chase after her ignorant daughter but was stopped by Mo Ranran.
"Brother Lixin, let Tuan Tuan go. If she's here, Sister Youyou won't be able to rest and recuperate. "
Only then did Lan Youyou notice that there was a woman by Feng Lixin's side!
For a long time, even if Feng Lixin often went to the prison to see her, in Lan Youyou's eyes, he was almost ignored. This time, because of the appearance of a woman, she took Feng Lixin seriously.
"Brother Lixin, sit down and rest. You've been busy all night. Can you still hold on? "
Mo Ranran forced Feng Lixin to sit on the sofa behind her.
"I'm fine …"
"You're still saying you're fine?! Your voice is so weak that it can't even be compared to a mosquito. "
"Ahem …"
Housekeeper Mo coughed twice to remind his daughter. It was indeed inappropriate to care about her husband in front of his wife.
But Mo Ranran didn't realize what Housekeeper Mo was reminding her.
"Brother Lixin, sit down first. I'll get you some nutritious porridge."
Seeing that Uncle's car was still waiting outside, Feng Tuan Tuan immediately ran over with a smile.
"Tuan Tuan, how's your mommy?" Feng Xinglang asked.
"Mommy isn't talking. She's so skinny … She looks so scared."
The little boy lowered his head, a look of discomfort flashing across his face.
"Then you can stay with Uncle and Aunt for the next few days."
"Really? Thank you, Uncle. "
Feng Xinglang glanced sideways at the heartless little boy and helplessly curled the corner of his lips.
In fact, most people would be afraid of scary things and instinctively yearn for beautiful things. Moreover, Tuan Tuan was still an immature child.
When Feng Xinglang arrived at the job market with the two children, he truly felt what it meant to be a sea of people and what it meant to be difficult to move an inch.
The two children stared at the dense crowd in shock, completely dumbfounded.
For a large-scale job fair like this, fresh graduates and non-graduates from all over the country would swarm in.
"So many people? Where are we going to find mommy? "
It was obviously impossible to squeeze the two children into the job fair. Feng Xinglang could only wait outside with them.
The phone call to Bassoon was almost completely swallowed by the noise.
"Follow closely, Madam. Protect her. If you lose her, I'll hold you responsible. "
"Got it."
In fact, Bassoon really wanted to say: Director Feng, why don't you come in and try squeezing in!
It was almost noon when Feng Xinglang finally saw his wife, Lin Xue Luo. Her makeup was ruined, her hair was messy, and she was limping.
Feng Xinglang immediately went forward. "What happened? Did you get into a fight? Bassoon, what are you doing? "
Bassoon was even worse. Because he was protecting his wife, Xue Luo, the thread on his left sleeve was torn.
"… I sprained my ankle! It hurts so much! "
Xue Luo whimpered the moment she saw her husband, Feng Xinglang. She took off her ten-centimeter high heels and stepped on the ground barefoot.
"My dear wife, it's been hard on you! Come, let your husband take a look. "
Feng Xinglang carried the tired and wronged woman onto his thighs and examined her ankle with heartache.
Xue Luo didn't mind the crowd and just let her husband carry her to the side of the flowerbed.
The woman's feet were already blistered after walking in high heels for half a morning.
The man held the woman's little foot in his palm without any disgust.
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