Xue Luo gritted her teeth in embarrassment. But with Xia Yiqin around, she couldn't break free from the man's grip on her wrist. She could only glare at this arrogant and rude man.
Under the cover of the suit, Xia Yiqin did not see Feng Xinglang and Xue Luo's small movements.
"Second Young Master Feng is right. Then I shall take my leave. Good night Xue Luo, good night Second Young Master Feng. "The feeling of being rejected was not good but Xia Yiqin still maintained her signature smile. If she did not leave, then she would be ignorant.
As she watched the red BMW leave the Feng family's courtyard, Xue Luo retracted the anger she had just endured and became a hedgehog covered in thorns.
"Feng Xinglang, let go of me! I will forgive you once for your brother's sake! If there is a next time, I will definitely tell your brother. He used his life to protect your brother's health. How can you bear to treat his wife like this? "
These words hit Feng Xinglang's sore spot. He loosened his grip on Xue Luo's wrist.
Xue Luo took the opportunity to run into the Feng family's living room.
"Madam, you are back." Seeing Xue Luo, Aunt An was elated. It seemed that Madam was willing to forgive Second Young Master.
"Aunt An, where is Lixin?" Xue Luo felt guilty towards her 'husband' Feng Lixin. Not to mention that she left him alone in the wedding room on their wedding night and ran back to the Xia family in a fit of pique. She was indeed a little willful.
"Still in the infirmary." Aunt An replied dejectedly. In order to force Second Young Master to find Xue Luo, Eldest Young Master was really angry this time.
"Let me feed Lixin for dinner. From tonight onwards, I will sleep in the infirmary to accompany Lixin. "Xue Luo said firmly. On the way back to the Feng family, she made up her mind.
Aunt An was startled. She looked at Feng Xinglang with a questioning look and quickly said: "How can you do that! Doctor Jin is accompanying him in the infirmary. You don't have a place to sleep. "
"It's okay, I can sleep on the floor!" Xue Luo was determined to enter the infirmary to take care of Feng Lixin.
Feng Xinglang's eyes darkened. His handsome face was filled with coldness.
"Go and make something for my brother to eat first. The fruit puzzle from last time was not bad. "After Feng Xinglang reminded him, he strode upstairs.
Xue Luo glanced at Feng Xinglang's back before obediently entering the kitchen to prepare food for Feng Lixin.
Half an hour later, when Xue Luo's dinner for Feng Lixin was almost ready, Housekeeper Mo entered the kitchen.
"Madam, Doctor Jin has just examined the young master's body. He's waiting for you in the bridal room upstairs. Hurry up and send it upstairs. "Housekeeper Mo had always been careful with how he addressed him. He did not specify whether it was the eldest young master of the Feng family or the second young master of the Feng family.
"Oh, good! I will send the dinner upstairs to Li Xin. "Xue Luo hurriedly picked up the dinner tray and walked upstairs.
Xue Luo stopped in front of the master bedroom on the second floor. The image of Feng Xinglang, that evil man, appeared in her mind. Could he be in the bridal chamber again? It shouldn't be! Even if he was there, with Feng Lixin present, he wouldn't dare to bully her in front of his brother.
Xue Luo lightly knocked on the door twice. An old and hoarse voice came from inside. "Come in."
The door of the bridal chamber was pushed open. Xue Luo saw 'Feng Lixin' sitting in a wheelchair. Actually, it was Feng Xinglang who had brought those charred artificial skin.
Originally, these props were used to deal with Uncle Feng Yiming who coveted the Feng Corporation. However, he didn't expect that these things had another use: to test a woman who was plotting against him!
Because the reason why Xue Luo was willing to marry into the Feng family couldn't be linked to simple reasons. Feng Xinglang wasn't sure if this woman was in cahoots with Feng Yiming. Thus, to test his brother Feng Lixin's illness and pave the way for Feng Yiming to inherit the Feng Corporation.
From the moment Feng Xinglang was brought back to the Feng family as an illegitimate child, Old Madam Feng had already killed his right to inherit the Feng Corporation. Of course, Feng Xinglang didn't care about the Feng Corporation.
In the end, the Feng Corporation was inherited by his half-brother, Feng Lixin. This made Uncle Feng Yiming very unhappy. According to Old Madam Feng's will, Feng Yiming was the second successor of the Feng Corporation. In other words, if Feng Lixin died, the Feng Corporation would fall into Feng Yiming's hands.
Of course, Feng Xinglang wouldn't let the foundation that his brother Feng Lixin had worked so hard to build fall into Feng Yiming's hands. Furthermore, Feng Yiming still had the motive to harm Feng Lixin. Before finding out the truth, Feng Xinglang had to make Feng Yiming realize that his brother Feng Lixin's illness wasn't serious! He had to kill his ambition to take over the Feng Corporation!
If he, Feng Xinglang, found out that Feng Yiming was the murderer who harmed his brother Feng Lixin, he would definitely bring Uncle Feng Yiming to justice. There was no doubt about this!
But this was a taboo for Feng Lixin! He really didn't want to see the Feng family members kill each other!
"Lixin?"
Seeing the man in the wheelchair, Xue Luo's nose turned sour, and her eyes instantly turned red. Compared to the panic and horror she felt the first time, when she faced her 'husband' Feng Lixin who was burned by the fire, she wasn't so afraid anymore.
Deep sympathy and pity caused Xue Luo to empathize with the man in the wheelchair in front of her.
The woman's soft murmur caused Feng Xinglang to be slightly startled, but he didn't know how to respond to the woman's warmth.
Xue Luo placed the dinner tray in her hands on the low cabinet at the side and lightly moved over, half kneeling in front of the wheelchair. She held Feng Xinglang's scarred hand in her palms. It was still sinister, still scary, but Xue Luo was no longer afraid.
"Lixin, I'm sorry … I shouldn't have left you alone on the night of our wedding." Xue Luo slowly pressed her face against the back of Feng Xinglang's scarred hand, and softly asked: "Do these scars still hurt?"
Feng Xinglang froze for a moment. It was as if his cold heart had been soaked in a bubbling hot spring. It wasn't as sorrowful and hateful as it used to be. It was as if it had been ironed, and a warm current flowed through it.
"Lixin, believe me, I will take good care of you! I will live a good life with you … "Xue Luo rested her head on Feng Xinglang's legs, like a docile and obedient kitten. Compared to the sharp-tongued Feng Xinglang, she was like a completely different person.
Slowly, as if he was possessed, Feng Xinglang actually opened his hands and gently caressed Xue Luo's smooth black hair. A different kind of warmth was transmitted between the two of them who were both desolate. So clean that there wasn't a single speck of dust.
"Xue Luo," because of the voice changer, Feng Xinglang's voice was very old, "Did Xinglang bully you?"
Xue Luo was slightly startled, her red lips moved a few times, but in the end she still said insincerely: "No … no! Xinglang he … he really respects me as his sister-in-law. "
This was Xue Luo's true yearning, it had nothing to do with the truth.
Or perhaps, she really didn't want the brotherly bond between them to be destroyed.
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