A wedding dress is a woman's dream garment.

It's an innate princess complex.

Just like a young woman who is not good at conceiving spring, I believe that whether it is a happy bride-to-be or a single woman in the boudoir, she has suffered from lovesickness for a gorgeous wedding dress.

Among them, there are also divorced single mothers like Xueluo.

In order to avoid rush traffic, the driver chose a newly opened road.

When passing by a bridal shop, Xueluo's eyes were really attracted by the white wedding dress in the window.

When I first married into the Feng family, I was in a hurry, and I didn't even wear a wedding dress.

It wasn't until the wedding dress disappeared from the snow's sight that she looked back in amazement.

Lin Nuo's child in his arms looked for Mommy's attentive gaze just now, and also saw the main wedding dress in the window.

It can be seen that his own mother likes the white dress very much.

Although the little guy thinks that the white dress is a little exaggerated, since Mommy likes it, he feels that it is necessary for him to satisfy Mommy's desire to love beauty.

"Mommy, do you like that white dress?" The little one asked.

When he looked at his 5-year-old son in his arms, Xueluo sighed slightly: The children are so old, what kind of hypocrisy!

Could it be that he still wants Feng Xinglang to marry himself with great fanfare?

He is so arrogant and high-minded, so he won't do such a boring and troublesome thing!

"Mommy just looked...... It's not about liking or disliking. ”

With a slight bitterness in her heart, Xueluo lowered her head and kissed her son's little face to calm her messy state of mind.

As soon as Xueluo led his son Lin Nuo into the ward, he was actually carried into his arms by a tall and sturdy figure.

"Good son, do you want to kiss your father?"

Feng Xinglang hugged his son Lin Nuo with one hand, and wrapped the other hand around Xueluo's soft and boneless waist, a very satisfied posture.

"Not really! What do you want to do? I just want me to kiss Mommy! ”

The little guy said with little tsundere. Don't forget to please your own kissing mommy.

"Favoritism? Aren't you afraid that your father will be worried and sad? ”

Feng Xing Langbo sympathized.

"Okay, Feng Xinglang, you're so old, don't be good! By the way, do you have money? I want money! ”

Coldly, the little guy thought of something, and asked a little eagerly.

"Asking for money? Do what? Talking about a girlfriend? Feng Xinglang asked with interest.

"Why do you ask so much? All you have to do is give me the money! ”

The little one snorted impatiently. Such a thing that can please Mommy can't let the bastard Feng Xinglang steal the limelight.

"Nono, what do you want money for? Mommy, here's it. Do you want to buy candy or toys? Do you want Mommy to buy it for you? ”

Xueluo felt that it was a bit premature for a 5-year-old child to ask for money.

"Mommy, I don't want to spend your money!"

The little guy used a roar, "Feng Xinglang, do you want to give it or not?" ”

"Give! Giving money to his son is an honor for his father! Say, how much do you want? Feng Xinglang said briskly.

How much? The little one counted his fingers......

The little thing that is only 5 years old does not have a certain concept of money; I have no idea how much it costs to buy a wedding dress!

"And how much money do you think is right for me?" The little guy asked rhetorically.

Xueluo immediately took out ten yuan from her handbag, "Nuno, is ten yuan enough?" ”

"Ten bucks? So little, huh? Beggars won't want it, okay! The little guy looked disgusted.

A gold card was handed to the little one, "Take it and brush it hard!" You know the password, your own date of birth. ”

"That's what it sounds like!"

The little guy took the gold card given by his father and happily stuffed it into his small schoolbag.

"Feng Xinglang! You don't even ask, just give your child a gold card? ”

Xueluo was in a hurry, "Your son is only 5 years old!" ”

"Don't talk about a gold card, it's the stars in the sky, he kisses my father's life, I'm willing to give it! Right, pro-son? ”

"That's pretty much it!"

The little guy was not stingy, and kissed Feng Xinglang on the cheek loudly.

The person who cares most about the whole situation is not Feng Xinglang, not Hetun, or Yan Bang, but Cong Gang who has been strategizing!

The information he has in his hands is more comprehensive than everyone else's. He watched the whole course of events closely!

All along, Cong Gang has been like a man who exists like a mystery.

"Boss, I found out: the person who went to the kindergarten to send Feng Linnuo a photo paper is really Lan Youyou's person! His name is Subaqua, a Thai boxer. It was the poisonous fish in Hetun that was rewarded to the bodyguard of the righteous daughter Lan Youyou. ”

Cong Gang put the Junzilan in his hand back, and sneered unhurriedly:

"I'm afraid Yan Bang wouldn't have thought that he would be planted in the hands of a woman when he was dying!"

"This Lan Youyou, it's really vicious. She escaped death, and she didn't forget to give Yan Bang a fatal blow that fell into the well! ”

For Lan Youyou, Wei Kang doesn't seem to have a good impression either.

I always feel that a woman is too insidious and vicious, which is really an abomination. Not to mention liking it.

"Lan Youyou is the righteous daughter of Hetun, she will let Yan Bang go, that's strange!"

"Boss, what are we going to do next?"

Wei Kang's inquiry made Cong Gang fall into a moment of contemplation.

"Wei Kang, in your opinion: Yan Bang fought fiercely with Hetun...... Who has a better chance of winning? Cong Gang asked.

Wei Kang raised his eyebrows, "Yan Bang wins in numbers, and Hetun wins in Jingliang...... It's hard to say what the result is! However, if Hetun plays yin with Yan Bang, it will definitely be Hetun who wins! ”

"What if you add Feng Xinglang?" Cong Gang asked again.

"Plus Feng Xinglang?"

Wei Kang was stunned for a moment, "Who is Feng Xinglang?" One is his father, and the other is his friend......"

"What friends? It's so ugly! ”

Cong Gang's sword eyebrows twisted slightly.

Wei Kang was stunned, and then silent.

It seems that he didn't expect that his joke would make the boss, who has been quiet for thousands of years, instantly unhappy.

"I think...... Feng Xinglang should be counted as our head! ”

Cong Gang regained his thousand-year-old indifferent face.

"Count us on this side? How can it be! Will he be like us, laughing at Hetun and Yan Bang killing each other? ”

Wei Kang raised his own objections.

Coldly, Cong Gang overflowed a grim sentence from between his teeth, "Hetun only deserves to die in my hands!" ”

"You have to find a way to tell Lin Xueluo first: let's just say that someone went to kindergarten and stuffed her 5-year-old son with a picture of his father not wearing clothes! And that person is Lan Youyou's subordinate, called Subaqua! So that woman can put pressure on Feng Xinglang: what a vicious woman her husband has repeatedly defended with his life! ”