Xue Luo didn't answer Housekeeper Mo but ran into the night.
"Madam, Madam …" Housekeeper Mo rushed out. He used the street light to chase after Xue Luo.
Xue Luo was extremely sad and angry. She staggered all the way. The only thought in her mind was to leave the Feng family. She wanted to leave the Feng family and never come back here. She wanted to leave this place that made her so sad.
Housekeeper Mo's pace was fast and it wasn't a problem for him to catch up with Xue Luo. Just as they were about to catch up to the stumbling Xue Luo, a speeding motorcycle whizzed over.
"Xue Luo, get on the motorcycle!" The person shouted. Xue Luo hurriedly got on the motorcycle. Then the two of them roared together.
No matter how old Housekeeper Mo was, he couldn't catch up with a burning motorcycle. In this high-class villa district, taxis were rarely seen. Housekeeper Mo could only stare blankly as the motorcycle disappeared from his sight.
However, judging from the direction the motorcycle came from, it should have been waiting here for a long time. And Madam Xue Luo should know the driver of the motorcycle.
Housekeeper Mo thought of a person — Fang Yiyan, the senior who came to the Feng family to find Madam last time.
At least he was picked up by someone familiar. Madam's safety shouldn't be a problem. Housekeeper Mo hurriedly turned around and went back to the neighborhood to inform the second young master to chase after Madam Xue Luo.
*****
Seeing Madam Xue Luo running away, Aunt An was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Putting aside the fact that Second Young Master had lied to his wife, Xue Luo, what if Mrs. Xue Luo was pregnant with the Feng family's young master? Even an iron egg wouldn't be able to withstand such a torment if she ran all the way here!
Aunt An knew that her speed was slow and she couldn't catch up with Xue Luo. She thought of something and hurriedly ran downstairs to the guest room.
In the room, Feng Xinglang had taken off the artificial leather, but he was still sitting in the wheelchair, deep in thought.
It seemed that he wasn't anxious or worried about Madam Xue Luo running away from home.
"Second young master, Madam Xue Luo ran away from home! When she ran out, she was still crying. I'm afraid she's heartbroken this time. "Aunt An hurriedly reported to Feng Xinglang the whereabouts of his wife.
Actually, there was no need for Aunt An's report. Everything that happened in the living room just now had already reached Feng Xinglang's ears.
Especially when the woman shouted hysterically, "You are all liars!" I hate you! I hate all of you!
This woman was really fiery. He said he was angry, and he was really angry. Moreover, his anger was so fierce!
"Second Young Master, go and chase after Mrs. Xue Luo. We were in the wrong first. It's only right for us to apologize. "Aunt An tactfully persuaded the Second Young Master Feng Xinglang who had been silent all along.
"Why did you chase him back? Are you going to let her continue to behave atrociously in front of me? "Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.
His handsome face was cold, and he must be unhappy in his heart. He only displayed an indifferent and indifferent look.
Aunt An was stunned by his words. She asked doubtfully, "Second Young Master, are you not going to get Madam back?"
"Her legs are on her body! If she wants to leave, can I stop her? Besides, do you want me to chase her back and lock her up in the glass room upstairs? "Feng Xinglang's cold voice made people shudder.
Aunt An was completely stunned. For Mrs. Xue Luo, it would be better not to chase her back than to be locked up in the glass room!
The motorcycle carrying Xue Luo roared all the way, as if it was afraid that someone would catch up with it.
Xue Luo crawled on the back of the man and sobbed in a low voice. She was still young, and she couldn't suppress such grievances and bitterness. She was still unable to remain calm in the face of such things, and even more unable to conceal her emotions.
If she was sad, then she was sad. She really wanted to cry out loud. Xue Luo had been suppressing her own sadness.
Half an hour later, the speeding motorcycle carrying Xue Luo stopped in front of an apartment building very close to the school.
The helmet was taken off, and Fang Yiyan's concerned handsome face appeared in front of Xue Luo. Of course, Xue Luo knew it was Fang Yiyan. When Fang Yiyan asked her to get on the motorcycle, she recognized his voice.
Fang Yiyan didn't say anything to comfort Xue Luo, but let her sob in a low voice. He only handed a few tissues to Xue Luo to wipe her tears and snot. He took off his windbreaker and put it on Xue Luo's shoulder.
"Do you need it on your shoulder?"
Fang Yiyan asked.
Xue Luo shook her head repeatedly. The two of them just sat on the steps in front of the stairs, one sobbing in a low voice, and the other quietly accompanying her.
After sobbing for a while, Xue Luo stopped crying. "Fang Yiyan, thank you."
"Thank me for what? I helped you to expose Feng Xinglang's conspiracy? "
Fang Yiyan asked back. Then he sighed. "If I knew you would be so sad, I wouldn't have exposed him!"
Fang Yiyan understood that the sadder Xue Luo was, the more worried she was about the man called Feng Xinglang.
Fang Yiyan had a strong and bad premonition that Feng Xinglang might use such a conspiracy to forcibly possess Xue Luo.
But Fang Yiyan really couldn't open his mouth to ask Xue Luo about this. He wasn't close to her to the point where he could ask her anything.
"Don't expose him? Are you going to be Feng Xinglang's accomplice like the rest of them? "
After a long sob, Xue Luo seemed to be unable to walk out of her resentment towards Feng Xinglang. She urgently needed to vent her emotions. So Fang Yiyan became her punching bag.
"Them? Who else? "
Fang Yiyan frowned and asked.
Xue Luo pursed her lips, as if she didn't want to say anything more about this question. Who else could it be? Aunt An and Housekeeper Mo. Maybe even Feng Lixin himself was involved in it. Then this family was too strange and too despicable!
She really didn't know why they formed a group to deceive Lin Xue Luo! She, Lin Xue Luo, was just an ordinary little woman. Did they need to go through so much trouble to bully her?
Seeing that Xue Luo didn't answer his question, Fang Yiyan didn't continue to ask. Instead, he said firmly, as if he was making a promise, "Xue Luo, no matter what, I, Fang Yiyan, will be your solid support."
Xue Luo's nose was slightly sour, and her heart was filled with bitterness. She didn't know how to answer Fang Yiyan because Xue Luo knew that Fang Yiyan had feelings for her. Although these feelings were based on the foundation that she could accept him, he wouldn't force her.
"Alright, Xue Luo, it's cold outside. Let's go upstairs."
Fang Yiyan stood up and stretched out his hand to pull Xue Luo, who was sitting on the stairs.
Go upstairs? Are we going to his place? If it was a few months ago, Xue Luo might have been able to accept it. At that time, they were still in a nominal relationship. He respected her quite a lot. The most important thing was that Yuan Duoduo, the big third wheel, accompanied them every time.
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