Misfortune never comes alone.
Xue Luo uses both her arms to hug her body to reduce the chill and hunger. She aimlessly walks on the stormy streets, unaware that there are already two punks following behind her.
"Beauty, are you alone? Accompany me home to relieve my tiredness. " The punk with dyed purple hair steps forward and pats Xue Luo's shoulder. His words are frivolous and ruffian.
Xue Luo is startled. Restraining her sorrowful mood, she sternly scolds, "What do you want to do? Stay away from me. "
A black Ferrari was hidden behind a flowerbed in the auxiliary road. Feng Xinglang's gaze was playful. He really wanted to see what this idiot woman would do in such a situation after running out in the middle of the night without any reason.
Xue Luo doesn't want to say anything more to this punk. She starts running towards the bright asphalt road where there are cars passing by.
She didn't expect that there is another punk in front of her, blocking her path. "Why are you running? You can only run after you have served us! Come on, girl, we'll pay you. "
"Human scum!" Xue Luo harshly scolds and then starts to shout loudly, "Help! Help me!!!!!!!! Catch the hoodlums! "
The two punks didn't expect that the seemingly frail Xue Luo would actually have such a high pitched voice. Furthermore, she is shouting with all her might. This causes them to panic. One of them reflexively pulls out a utility knife and waves it in front of Xue Luo. "Smelly woman, if you dare call me again I will cut your throat!"
Seeing that person pull out the utility knife, Xue Luo also panics. It would be a lie if she says she isn't afraid. But Xue Luo is trembling while forcing herself to calm down. That person takes the opportunity to pounce towards Xue Luo …
In the blink of an eye, a sturdy physique like a whirlwind sprints towards the two punks. Aiming at the punk with the knife, he ruthlessly throws a right hook. The purple-haired punk immediately falls to the ground following Feng Xinglang's right hook.
When Xue Luo saw that the 'kind-hearted person' who helped her was actually Feng Xing Lang, she became even more gloomy. It seemed that Feng Xinglang was more annoying and disgusting to her than these two hooligans.
Seizing the opportunity, Xue Luo took off her leather shoes and slapped the other hooligan who was trying to hug her. The heel of her high heels hit the hooligan's head, and he instinctively let go.
Without even looking at Feng Xinglang, Xue Luo put on her shoes and rushed to the asphalt road. She stopped a taxi and quickly left the scene.
Was that man just passing by, or did he chase after her to watch her embarrass herself? In any case, that man would definitely not have any good intentions!
The black Ferrari had been following the taxi in front of them. Feng Xinglang only stepped on the accelerator and left after he saw that Xue Luo Anping had arrived at the Xia family home. The sight of a woman taking off her high heels to beat up a hooligan was very heroic.
On the way back to the Feng family, Feng Xinglang felt an inexplicable sense of emptiness. It was an indescribably strange feeling!
The Xia family.
The head of the family, Xia Zhengyang, had just returned from a business trip. Wen Meijuan was interrogating him on why he was two hours late. What did he do in the past two hours? Because Wen Meijuan found out that the flight wasn't late.
"Uncle, Aunt, I'm back." Xue Luo's voice was hoarse.
"Xue Luo? Why did you come back? Why are you crying? "Xia Zhengyang didn't bother to explain to his wife and asked Xue Luo.
"I'm fine. I missed home, so I came back. Uncle, Aunt, I'm going upstairs to rest. Good night. "
Xue Luo didn't talk about her experience at the Feng family. Because Uncle Xia Zhengyang and Aunt Wen Meijuan weren't people she could confide in. If they could listen to her talk, Xue Luo wouldn't have been forced to marry into the Feng family.
Could Uncle Xia Zhengyang's family be considered her home? Xue Luo's concept of home seemed to be unclear.
"What's wrong with Xue Luo?" Xia Zhengyang asked with heartache. After all, Xue Luo was his biological sister's daughter, his biological niece.
"She's probably still thinking about the gift from the Feng family." Wen Meijuan didn't welcome Xue Luo's return.
"I think she couldn't stand Feng Lixin's torture, so she escaped back," Xia Yishu, who had finished her homework, said darkly.
Hearing his daughter's words, Xia Zhengyang's heart jumped. He thought: Could it be that Feng Lixin's personality was really twisted because of her disfigurement?
"Alright, no matter what happened, as long as Xue Luo wants to stay in the Xia family, we have to welcome her. No one is allowed to be rude to her! Do you hear me? Especially you, Wen Meijuan! "Xia Zhengyang said solemnly.
Wen Meijuan glanced upstairs and didn't say anything.
In the attic on the third floor. Xue Luo locked herself in her room and cried.
Xue Luo had no choice but to marry the disfigured Feng Lixin. She thought that as long as she did her best to take care of Feng Lixin, she would have done her duty as a wife.
But she really didn't expect that Feng Xinglang would humiliate her over and over again. And this time, it was even worse. He actually put his finger into a place that was hard for a woman to talk about. Xue Luo closed her legs tightly. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that there was something wrong with her.
Thus, she rushed into the bathroom and washed herself three times.
But she could still smell that man's minty scent. She couldn't wash it away no matter how hard she tried. It was as if it was branded on her body.
Xia Zhengyang knocked on the door and came in. He brought Xue Luo's favorite date cake and aloe vera yogurt.
"Xue Luo, you haven't eaten dinner yet, right?" Xia Zhengyang asked lovingly. "Uncle is so clumsy. When he was heating the date cake, he almost put the yogurt in the microwave."
"Uncle …" Xue Luo sobbed and jumped into Xia Zhengyang's arms, choking. Xue Luo didn't know if her parents passed away or went missing. And in these 22 years, Uncle Xia Zhengyang was her only relative.
"I'm sorry. Uncle was trying to solve the problem and made you feel wronged." Xia Zhengyang patted Xue Luo's back and reflected with guilt.
"Feng Lixin's appearance … scared you right? Did he bully you? "Xia Zhengyang asked gently.
Xue Luo shook her head, "No. Lixin treats me very well. "
Seeing that Xue Luo didn't want to say more, Xia Zhengyang didn't ask anymore, "Xue Luo, you can stay at uncle's house. This is also your home. If you are unhappy, you can come back. You can stay for as long as you want. "
Feng family.
Feng Lixin only found out that Xue Luo ran away because of Feng Xinglang on the second afternoon.
"Feng Xinglang! You are too much! Hurry and find Xue Luo for me! If you can't find her, don't come back! "
Feng Lixin was really angry. Although Xue Luo had only married into the Feng family for 4 days, his impression of her was very good. Graceful and beautiful, tenacious and clever. She was a rare good girl. Only by giving his brother Feng Xinglang to such a good girl would Feng Lixin be able to leave in peace. Even if he died, he would be able to rest in peace.
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