"No hurry! When you leave for Massachusetts General Hospital, I will return the marriage certificate to you so that you can give it to that woman as a gift. "
Feng Xinglang vaguely remembered that Housekeeper Mo had wanted to give the brocade box containing the marriage certificate to Feng Lixin as a greeting gift to Lin Xueluo. But he didn't expect to be robbed by him.
"It's fine if you don't want to give it to me. I don't need to. I will tell Xue Luo directly that you, Feng Xinglang, are her legal husband! If she doesn't believe me, she can go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to investigate. "Feng Lixin was not threatened by Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang smiled faintly. "But if I tell her that I got this marriage certificate with her to please you, Feng Lixin, and to go to America for further skin grafting surgery, do you think she'll be even sadder?"
Feng Xinglang paused for a moment and continued, "Oh right, I really like the plan that you asked Yan Bang to arrange for me! But your dear sister-in-law doesn't like it! Because she bought birth control pills on the way back! Also, I don't want to tell her personally that I slept with her just for the sake of my routine! At least, I don't want to tell her personally! "
Feng Lixin was silent for a long time.
After a long time, he sighed weakly. "Xinglang, one day, you will regret what you did to Xue Luo."
"Who knows what will happen in the future! But at least for now, I don't feel the slightest bit of regret! "
Feng Xinglang gently tucked Feng Lixin in with the blanket. "Brother, you should know that when a woman is abandoned by the man she loves, she will be in so much pain that she wants to die. And now, at least Lin Xueluo still has a fantasy! "
Feng Lixin was shocked by the coldness under the accumulation of hatred.
"Xinglang, don't you want to have a child? A lively and cute little angel who has the same bloodline as you! "Feng Lixin asked tentatively.
"You know that I can't accept it in my current mental state! Instead of forcing it on me, it will only be a disaster for the newborn child! "Feng Xinglang replied coldly.
Feng Lixin was silent again. He couldn't help but reflect. Was he really too impatient? Was he helping his brother, Feng Xinglang, or harming him?
He even implicated the innocent Xue Luo!
"Let's talk about something more relaxing." Feng Xinglang broke the suffocating silence, "Just tell me, how did you get bewitched by that vixen Lan Youyou! I've seen her before … but I don't think she's that beautiful! Have you slept with her? "
Feng Xinglang's every word had a purpose. This kind of witty talk was also true.
At the mention of Lan Youyou, Feng Lixin's eyes lit up for a brief moment before it was shrouded in darkness.
"She's already dead, why are you still mentioning her? I already said that my injury has nothing to do with her! Is there any meaning in investigating a dead person? "Feng Lixin seemed to have sensed Feng Xinglang's intentions.
Even if Lan Youyou was dead, Feng Lixin would do his best to protect her.
"It's just a casual chat. Brother, don't be so nervous." Feng Xinglang smiled faintly, "I'm quite curious: If that woman Lan Youyou was still alive, would you still be obsessed with her and continue to love her?"
Feng Lixin didn't answer Feng Xinglang's question. Instead, he turned his head and locked his eyes on the wrinkled photo.
The answer was obvious.
The woman in the photo was Lan Youyou.
Feng Xinglang had tried to take that photo away and destroy it, but what he got was Feng Lixin being rescued in the ICU for two days and two nights.
In the face of his precious life, Feng Xinglang finally let his brother Feng Lixin keep that photo.
Perhaps in Feng Lixin's eyes, that photo of Lan Youyou had become his only spiritual support.
Feng Xinglang couldn't imagine: How could a man fall in love with a woman to the point of life and death?
At least until now, Feng Xinglang hadn't met a woman that he loved to death!
But that Lin Xueluo …
Perhaps she could only be considered as the sacrifice of this brotherly love!
When Feng Xinglang came out of the medical room, his handsome face was filled with anger. His originally handsome face was branded with the mark of a demon from hell at this moment. It was filled with a sense of alienation that kept people away from him.
On the dining table, Xue Luo and Aunt An had already laid out a sumptuous dinner.
Just like what Housekeeper Mo had said: Dinner was Second Young Master Feng Xinglang's favorite Dongpo pork and sizzling sizzling sizzling beef.
Xue Luo could see that the man's face was filled with anger. In order not to make things difficult for him, she wanted to go back to the kitchen to eat with Aunt An and Housekeeper Mo.
"Madam, sit down and eat with Second Young Master. I can handle the kitchen. "However, Aunt An didn't give Xue Luo a chance to leave. Instead, she forcefully pressed Xue Luo in front of the dining table.
Looking at Feng Xinglang sitting alone in front of the big dining table, Xue Luo obediently sat up. It seemed that she had the title of Madam Feng. Although this man didn't like her, she was still considered a family in the eyes of the law.
"Madam, give Second Young Master a bowl of soup to warm his stomach." Aunt An reminded Xue Luo who was silent.
"Oh, okay." Xue Luo suddenly came back to her senses. She took the small bowl from Feng Xinglang's hand and began to fill it with the mushroom soup to warm his stomach.
The reason why she was absent-minded was because Xue Luo had yet to recover from the caress of his fingers outside the courtyard. Perhaps the man was only helping her because of the dirt on her cheeks. It was obvious that he did not have any emotions. But because of this small action of the man, Xue Luo thought about it for a long time!
Lin Xue Luo, can you please be a little more promising? If you continue to be like this, not only will you be drowned in a pig cage, you will be scolded by morality!
Xue Luo bit her lips and restrained her melancholy. She served the mushroom soup to Feng Xinglang's hand.
Feng Xinglang didn't really like to drink this vegetable soup. After drinking two mouthfuls, she saw that he was frowning slightly.
Xue Luo sat two seats away from him. Most of the time, she just buried her head and counted the rice grains in the bowl. Just from the sound, she could feel what the man picked up and how many mouthfuls of soup he drank.
Xue Luo felt that she was really going to go crazy.
Suddenly, the Dongpo pork on Feng Xinglang's chopsticks changed direction and was sent to Xue Luo's bowl. There was no additional narration, but that solemn handsome face had already given an order: You must eat it for me!
Xue Luo stared at the Dongpo pork in the bowl and raised her head to look at Feng Xinglang. She didn't disobey and put the oily Dongpo pork back on the plate. But she didn't eat it obediently either. Instead, she picked up a piece of mushroom and put it into her mouth.
"Why aren't you eating?" Feng Xinglang asked indifferently. His tone was still considered gentle.
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