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Chapter 64

Words:1938Update:22/06/20 08:06:13

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Feng Xinglang was familiar with this diamond-ranked VIP private room. This was the place where he, Bai Mo, and Yan Bang often gathered to talk about life and ideals. However, things had changed over time. The three brothers who were close enough to wear the same pants had now become estranged.

"Brother Lang, the person you want to see is inside." Bai Mo's expression was very serious. He was even a little nervous that was hard to detect.

There were not many things that could make Bai Mo nervous. Even when facing hundreds of people fighting in front of him, he could still calmly hug a woman on his left and drink wine.

Feng Xinglang knew that the person inside was definitely not Lan Youyou. Perhaps he knew who it was.

He pushed open the door of the luxury room and walked in with steady steps.

There was a man sitting on the sofa. His strong chest muscles were almost bursting out of his shirt. He had a body as strong as Schwarzenegger's. The two strong legs that were casually placed on the bar counter hid infinite explosive power. Dressed in black, he exuded an aura that could destroy heaven and earth! He was not considered handsome, but he showed a man's determination and firmness.

This man's name was Yan Bang!

After seeing Yan Bang, Feng Xinglang turned to leave.

"Lang, I also wanted to save you brothers safely! However, the situation at that time did not allow me to do so! "Yan Bang stood up. His tall body was like a thick iron wall. He was even taller than the 1.85 meters tall Feng Xinglang by half a head.

Yan Bang was the person who saved Feng Xinglang from the sea of fire three months ago.

Logically speaking, Feng Xinglang should be grateful to Yan Bang. After all, Yan Bang risked his life to save him from the underground warehouse that was about to explode.

However, the truth was that Feng Xinglang hated Yan Bang for saving him but leaving his brother Feng Lixin behind!

Yan Bang was rational. Due to the situation at that time, if Yan Bang had stayed behind to open the escape door, the injured Feng brothers would not have been able to escape. Because the heavy warehouse door would have dragged the two brothers to death.

Therefore, the choice that Yan Bang made was undoubtedly the most rational and scientific.

However, Feng Xinglang could not accept it! He would rather die than see his brother Feng Lixin live a life worse than death.

"Why did you choose to save me and not my big brother? You clearly know that this choice will only make me hate you! "Feng Xinglang turned around and roared at Yan Bang with all his might.

Yan Bang fell silent.

He had already explained to Feng Xinglang more than once when he needed to. He could understand Feng Xinglang's feelings and knew that Feng Xinglang did not really hate him. However, with the accumulation of pain, he needed an outlet to vent. And he was the target of Feng Xinglang's venting!

A heavy punch landed on the marble wall of the luxurious room. The skin on the surface of his fist stuck to the wall, and blood oozed out.

Yan Bang quietly watched Feng Xinglang vent his resentment, but he did not step forward to stop him. Instead, he allowed Feng Xinglang to hurt himself.

After a long time, when he felt that Feng Xinglang's emotions had calmed down a little, he slowly said: "Lang, I found Lan Youyou's whereabouts."

***

Feng Xinglang had always smoked casually. He was a master, so naturally, he was not bound by time and place.

Ever since Xue Luo married into the Feng family, he had subconsciously restrained himself. At the very least, he would ask for her opinion when Xue Luo was around.

And now, his mood was really terrible. He used his fingers to remove the cigarette ash, and repeatedly brought it to his lips to take a deep breath. Although he had turned on the air purifier, the smoke that could not disperse in time still lingered around his body. That handsome face was gloomy and cold, as if it could destroy the heaven and earth.

Feng Xinglang sat on the sofa not far away from the wedding bed, anxiously using the method of smoking to calm his emotions. His gaze was locked on Xue Luo, who was lying on the bed. If one did not look carefully, one would think that there was no one sleeping on the boat.

The cigarette burned out between his fingers, burning the surface of the skin between his fingers. Only then did Feng Xinglang realize that he had actually stared at this sleeping woman for a long time. Extinguishing the cigarette in the ashtray, Feng Xinglang slightly let out a sullen breath. Then, he lit another cigarette.

He really wanted to grab the woman who was sleeping without a care in the world, and relieve this kind of depression and depression with him. It was just that that peaceful face seemed so holy that he could not bear to use force on her. Thus, in the cycle of sullen anger, Feng Xinglang only repeated the action of smoking.

At dawn, the air was even fresher. Originally, it should make people feel more sleepy. But Xue Luo still woke up. She did not know if it was because of the man's smoking, or because of the man's existence, in any case, she woke up. It could not be considered as waking up naturally, nor could it be considered as being disturbed.

Xue Luo looked at her side: Luckily, there was no figure of that man. She slightly let out a breath of nervousness. Her little face was filled with the haziness of having just woken up, which was especially lovable.

"Did I disturb you?"

It was a slightly hoarse deep male voice. Perhaps it was because of smoking too much, Feng Xinglang's voice sounded a little weak.

"Ah … You are here?" Xue Luo instinctively let out a sound of panic. This sound carried a hint of surprise, or perhaps there was a hidden meaning.

Was it because Feng Xinglang was not here, but he was here? Or was it because Feng Xinglang would be here, and he was really here?

"Yes." Feng Xinglang grunted in a deep voice. It seemed that this morning, he was very solemn and awe-inspiring, and did not have the slightest intention of teasing Xue Luo. No different from a normal person.

The man did not sleep on the same bed as her, but obediently sat on the sofa at the side, so Xue Luo was still slightly relaxed. Could it be that Feng Xinglang also realized that his actions were very unreliable, so he decided to turn over a new leaf? This time, Xue Luo really thought too much. Actually, Feng Xinglang just did not have the mental state to do so.

At the same time, Xue Luo also saw that the ashtray in front of Feng Xinglang was filled with cigarette butts. From the number, he should have been smoking for one to two hours. God, he sat here and smoked for one to two hours, but he did not feel anything at all, and even slept so soundly? Who knows, he might not even wake up after being betrayed by him.

Feng Xinglang had smoked so much, if it was not because he turned on the air purifier, Xue Luo would have been woken up by the smoke. Xue Luo remembered that she did not turn on the air purifier before going to bed, so the man should have turned it on himself. It seemed like he was quite cultured.

Cultured? If this man was really cultured, he would not have come to her, his' sister-in-law's' room! However, his performance today was much better than before.

"Xue Luo, I want to go abroad for a few days." Because Feng Xinglang smoked too much, his voice was hoarse and deep.

"Go abroad for a few days? Are you going alone? Are you not going to bring your brother along for the skin graft surgery? "

Xue Luo asked anxiously. This was because she knew that Feng Xinglang had been preparing for Feng Lixin to go abroad for the skin graft surgery.

"Yes, I'm going alone."

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