When Xue Luo went downstairs, she saw Housekeeper Mo hurriedly running into the Feng family's living room.
"Madam, where's Second Young Master?" Housekeeper Mo saw Xue Luo and anxiously asked.
"Xinglang should be eating in the guest room downstairs. Housekeeper Mo, what happened? "
Xue Luo could feel the seriousness on Housekeeper Mo's face. Something troublesome must have happened. Housekeeper Mo had always been calm. Something that made him so anxious was definitely not a small matter.
Housekeeper Mo didn't answer Xue Luo's question. Instead, he quickly walked downstairs to the guest room.
"Second Young Master, something bad has happened." In the hallway, Housekeeper Mo met Feng Xinglang.
"Let's talk in the study." Feng Xinglang was clear that Housekeeper Mo wouldn't change his mind because of a small storm.
"Okay." Housekeeper Mo followed Feng Xinglang into the study.
After closing the door, Housekeeper Mo lowered his voice and said, "Second Young Master, look. This is Eldest Young Master's will. I got a copy from the lawyer.
"Will? My brother is fine. Why would he make a will? "Feng Xinglang said sternly. But when he took the file and looked at the will that Feng Lixin asked the lawyer to draft, he was furious.
"My brother actually wants to give the Feng Corporation to Feng Yiming? Is he crazy? "This was something Feng Xinglang couldn't understand. Feng Yiming was one of the suspects who harmed the two Feng brothers. Not only did he have a motive, but he also had a premeditated plan.
"Second Young Master, I think Eldest Young Master is doing this to protect you, his brother! Only by giving the Feng Corporation to Feng Yiming, will he let you live! Eldest Young Master wants to spend money to help you get out of trouble. He has put in a lot of effort! "Housekeeper Mo's tears flowed down.
Perhaps until the moment he died, Feng Lixin still couldn't forget his half-brother. For Feng Xinglang, he could give up anything, including his own life! But the more it was like this, the more Feng Xinglang couldn't let go! He couldn't just watch Feng Yiming take away everything that originally belonged to his brother!
"With me, Feng Xinglang, around, Feng Yiming will never be able to obtain the Feng Corporation!" Feng Xinglang's eyes were once again filled with hatred.
"But Eldest Young Master is the heir of the Feng Corporation. He has the right to make a will and decide who the legal representative of the Feng Corporation belongs to!" Butler Mo reminded.
Feng Xinglang furrowed his brows and pondered for a moment. Then, he said coldly, "If my brother knew that Lan Youyou is not dead … do you think he would still be so depressed?"
"What? Miss Lan didn't die? "Housekeeper Mo's eyes lit up." Is this news reliable? "
"It should be reliable! It's just that the woman seems to be avoiding something on purpose. She's hiding herself very deeply! "Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the draft will.
"This is indeed good news …" But then, Housekeeper Mo sighed, "But it might also be bad news!"
"It might be bad news? What do you mean? "Feng Xinglang asked in a low voice.
"Second Young Master, you also know that when Eldest Young Master was pursuing Miss Lan, it could be said that he was deeply in love. When he learned that Miss Lan did not die, Eldest Young Master would certainly be happy, but what about after that? Based on Eldest Young Master's character and temper, he would feel inferior about his current situation. If he wants to love but can't love, it will only make Eldest Young Master more painful! "After serving in the Feng family for thirty years, Housekeeper Mo understood Eldest Young Master Feng Lixin's state of mind very well.
"Why can't I love if I want to? As long as my brother likes it, even if I have to forcefully take it, I will tie Lan Youyou up and throw her onto my brother's bed! "Feng Xinglang snorted coldly. As long as Feng Lixin wanted it, he would definitely fulfill it.
However, Housekeeper Mo only shook his head and sighed. Perhaps what Eldest Young Master Feng lacked was Second Young Master's domineering attitude.
It was late at night. Xue Luo sat in front of the desk, thinking about the general framework of her graduation thesis. She studied visual communication design. She, who had yet to experience it in practice, could only be an armchair strategist.
Feng Xinglang walked in and placed a thick stack of documents on the desk.
"This is the information on the Feng Corporation. You must finish reading it tonight. There is a letter of appointment and dismissal. It's best if you can memorize it. Tomorrow, you will go with my brother to the Feng Corporation's shareholders' meeting! "
Xue Luo picked up the documents and flipped through them. She asked unconfidently, "Feng Xinglang, aren't you going with your brother?"
The Feng Corporation was quite famous in Shen Cheng. Xue Luo hadn't seen much of the world. She was a little nervous about suddenly going to a shareholders' meeting with Feng Lixin.
Seeing the woman's desire to rely on him, Feng Xinglang slightly curled his lips and smiled faintly. "Haven't you always been saying that you want to be alone with my brother? I'll give you this chance. "
"But … but, the shareholders' meeting is such a big scene. Your brother definitely needs you," Xue Luo anxiously muttered.
"Is it my brother who needs me? Or is it you who needs me? "Feng Xinglang lowered his voice and asked evilly.
Xue Luo's delicate face was slightly red. "Of course it's your brother who needs you! You are his younger brother. You must help him manage the Feng Corporation together! "
However, Feng Xinglang slightly sighed. "It's a pity that I, an illegitimate son, am not well received by the Feng family! From the day I was brought into the Feng family, I was deprived of the right to inherit any of the Feng family's assets! "
When Feng Xinglang said these words, there wasn't a hint of sadness in them. It seemed to carry a hint of unwillingness. He, Feng Xinglang, had never cared about a mere Feng Corporation!
However, even if he didn't care, it didn't mean that he would allow his brother, Feng Lixin, to hand it over to Feng Yiming.
"Feng Xinglang, can you also go tomorrow? Consider it as helping your brother. "Xue Luo pleaded once again.
Of course he, Feng Xinglang, would go! It's just that the way he went would be a little different.
Suddenly, Feng Xinglang's thin lips slightly curled up. A flirtatious sentence slipped out of his mouth. "If you want me to go with you tomorrow, I can … but tonight you have to listen to me and let me stay in your room!"
Xue Luo gritted her teeth in hatred. She gritted her teeth and said word by word, "Feng Xinglang, get out right now! Immediately! Immediately! "
"…" If it wasn't for the fact that he still had things to do tonight, it seemed like it would be quite interesting to stay and tease this thorny little woman.
***
Because she read the documents too late, when Xue Luo woke up, it was already almost nine o 'clock.
Why didn't that damned phone alarm go off? Xue Luo hurriedly rushed into the bathroom and quickly washed herself up. She simply tied her hair into a ponytail and put on some light makeup before jogging out.
The youthful and beautiful Xue Luo was brimming with vitality and vitality. It made people feel especially comfortable looking at her, like a warm sun that warmed their hearts.
In the living room, 'Feng Lixin' seemed to have already eaten breakfast. He was quietly sitting on his wheelchair waiting for Xue Luo, who had woken up late. When Xue Luo, who was as light as a butterfly, entered his eyes, his eyes couldn't help but flash with a bright light.
The 'Feng Lixin' who could sit, eat, move, and even tease Xue Luo was definitely not the real Feng Lixin. It was the Feng Xinglang who was wearing half of his artificial skin.
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