After Feng Xinglang left the Feng family, Feng Lixin did not see Xueluo again.

First, because the marriage certificate was sealed and locked in the safe, and the most important proof was lacking and Xueluo explained all this clearly; There is also an inferiority complex that stems from Feng Lixin. He really didn't want to show his ruined face to the snowfall.

The snow falls, of course, sadly. But she was even more helpless.

Feng Lixin didn't eat much for breakfast, and Aunt An kept sighing. From Aunt An's mouth, it seems that the eldest young master and the second young master had a quarrel again yesterday.

Feng Xinglang stepped on the morning light and returned to the Feng family. There seemed to be a palpable sense of anger. He threw the suit in his arm straight on the sofa, and pulled the tie around his neck dryly.

Xue Luo saw the blood stains on Feng Xinglang's white shirt at a glance. Most of it had dried out on the shirt and turned dark brown. There are a few places that are still bright red, and they must have just flowed out.

The man was injured? Xueluo instinctively stepped forward to care about Feng Xinglang's injury; But the moment he stepped on his legs, he forced him to calm down.

Lin Xueluo, Lin Xueluo, you can't forget this man! You have to draw a line with him and keep the distance that a sister-in-law and brother-in-law should have. You can't go beyond the thunder pool anymore! Not even half a step!

"Ah, Second Young Master, why are you bleeding? Are you hurt? Where did it hurt? When Aunt An saw Feng Xinglang in a blood-stained shirt, she immediately rushed over eagerly, and asked about Feng Xinglang's injury with great distress.

In fact, the blood stains on Feng Xinglang's shirt were not snow-dropped. It's Lan Youyou's woman's. It took him a night to pry the slightest bit of information out of her mouth about the mastermind behind the scenes.

"Ma'am, ma'am...... Come over and help the second young master cut his shirt, the second young master is injured. Aunt An cried out in panic as the snow fell silently beside her.

But the snow fell but did not move. Ban Xiang said coldly: "Aunt An, you go to Steward Mo!" I'm not available. ”

After Xueluo said this biting cold sentence, he turned around and walked towards the guest room downstairs without looking back. Although her heart is worried to death, what she shows is a kind of indifference.

Looking at the back of Xueluo who left resolutely, Aunt An was stunned for a moment and muttered to herself, "What's wrong with Mrs.?" My husband was injured and didn't come over to help, so why didn't he even look at it and walked away? ”

Feng Xinglang's gaze coldly locked on Xueluo's back as he left indifferently: And yesterday, this woman was just happy under him, but at this moment, it was so cold that it was strange!

Are women so unkind? The villainous woman named Lan Youyou is even better than her!

"Old Mo ...... Old Mo, come and see the second young master, he is injured. Aunt An saw that she couldn't keep Mrs. Xueluo, so she shouted in the direction of the study.

"Aunt An, I'm fine. These blood stains are not mine, just take a shower. Feng Xinglang stood up and walked up towards the master bedroom on the second floor.

Throughout the day, the snow fell on the second floor for half a step, let alone caring about Feng Xinglang's injury. It's like Feng Xinglang is a stranger who has nothing to do with her! To be precise, someone who should be stranger than a stranger!

Lying on the still festive marriage bed, Feng Xinglang's eyebrows were heavy: How ruthless can a woman be?

Like Lan Youyou, first designed to hook the heart of the eldest brother Feng Lixin, and then tortured him to death? Even if he died, he died so willingly!

Feng Xinglang didn't know: How wide of heart do you have to be to be unforgetful of a woman who cruelly harms herself?

But Feng Lixin really did it! When he was dying, he refused to let Feng Xinglang continue to investigate Lan Youyou's evil deeds! And blindly helped her cover up, help her cover up.

This sleep was accompanied by a nightmare of hatred. Feng Xinglang didn't sleep soundly. Instinctively, he reached out to touch it, but he didn't find the woman he wanted to cuddle into his arms and fall asleep.

Feng Xinglang got up with dryness.

At the huge dining table downstairs, Xue Luo was eating a simple dinner alone.

It is not accurate to eat with it. Because the snow falls and just sits at the table and watches quietly. After hearing the sound of powerful footsteps behind her, she struggled to put the food in her mouth. It's like chewing wax, but pretending to be delicious.

Feng Xinglang sat down beside Xueluo, a little dissatisfied with the woman's ignorance of him, "I want to eat noodles and do it." ”

It's this very uncle's arrogant command tone again!

"I know that you are noble, but if you are polite, it will show your gentlemanly demeanor!"

Xueluo raised her head and met Feng Xinglang's eyes: like the vast ocean, deep and mysterious, a whirlpool instantly swept her into the center.

My heart throbbed again!

Why can't I resist talking to this man so much? Isn't it good to be a transparent person?

"And am I a gentleman enough yesterday morning?" Feng Xinglang raised his thin lips, and the smile he evoked was really charming.

The words of "......" stirred up Xueluo's pretended calm heart like a deer.

Xueluo bit her lip and was silent. Of course, I won't make spaghetti for this rude man.

Seeing that the woman did not move. Feng Xinglang was not annoyed, and said lightly, "If you don't want to do it, you don't want to do it, why do you still show me a face?" It's your duty to serve me! If you have time, take a look at the three from the four virtues! ”

"......" Xue Luo was speechless and choked. I'm too lazy to say more to him.

What's even more excessive is that the man suddenly leaned over, brought the glutinous rice porridge bowl from in front of her, and then took a big bite to eat.

Feng Xinglang rarely drinks porridge. He doesn't like the blandness of the porridge. But I didn't expect to take the initiative to snatch the porridge bowl that fell from the snow tonight, and I drank so happily.

"The noble second young master of the Feng family actually ate what I ate and changed his sex?" Xueluo couldn't help but sarcastically sneer.

Feng Xing Lang Yingting's thick eyebrows raised slightly, as if he was smiling: "I've even eaten saliva, let alone a bowl of porridge?" ”

"......" Xue Luo was speechless again.

The ringing of Feng Xinglang's mobile phone resolved the embarrassment of falling snow. She wanted to get up and leave, unwilling to continue to deal with the man's evil man. But when he heard the content of the call, he paused again.

"Brother Long, this woman refuses to eat. I didn't get a drop of water all day. "It's Ye Shinian on the other end of the phone. He was about to be driven crazy by Lan Youyo.

"If she refuses to eat, then let her starve! Could it be that you want me to coax her to eat? ”

Feng Xinglang said coldly. For Lan Youyou, he also seemed to be a little helpless. After all, it is the woman that the eldest brother Feng Lixin has loved with his life.

"Then if she doesn't eat or drink for a day, will she die?" Ye Shinian asked uncertainly.

"She's dead, don't live either!" Feng Xinglang scolded sharply.

With a click, the phone was innocently thrown on the dining table. Feng Xinglang's handsome face was a little frighteningly gloomy.

After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang quickly drank the porridge in the bowl and walked away.

Seeing Feng Xinglang's upright back, Xueluo's throbbing heart slowly calmed down.

"Madam, why is the second young master gone again? I just made him braised noodles. Seeing Feng Xinglang leaving, Aunt An let out a long sigh.

Seeing that the porridge bowl that had fallen in the snow was taken and drunk by Feng Xinglang, Aunt An turned around and walked towards the kitchen, "Madam, I'll get you a new bowl and lick some porridge." ”

"No need to take it again, I'll just use this bowl." Xueluo took the bowl of porridge that Feng Xinglang had just drunk next to him, added a small half bowl of porridge to it and continued to drink.

Xueluo has no habit of cleanliness, of course, he will not dislike the bowl that Feng Xinglang has drunk. It's just that...... It's just that I always feel a little unspeakable panic.

***

In the underground warehouse of the GK Group, Lan Youyou lay delicately on a simple plank bed.

Young women have always been beautiful. Not only is it pleasing to the eye, but it is also pleasing to me.

"Brother Lang, the doctor just examined her and gave her an injection! Say that if you don't open your mouth to eat tomorrow, you will be able to infuse the nutrient solution. ”

Ye Shinian is pitiful and cherishes jade. What's more, Lan Youyou is still a woman who is very beautiful.

"Then give her a nutrient solution! As long as she can't die! Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

"Brother Lang, this girl's mouth is very hard, I guess she is determined not to say it. It's hard to come and go, why don't we try something soft? Ye Shinian proposed.

"Soft? What's a soft way? Crying and begging her? Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

You can see that she ...... She likes you. You treat her better......" Ye Shinian really couldn't bear to see such an innocent little girl being coerced by Feng Xinglang's violence.

Lan Youyou's white curves like condensed cream, like a shocking beauty snake, stirred up more spring scenes, and unreservedly presented himself in front of Feng Xinglang and Ye Shinian.

It's just that the blood marks on the woman's body that were strangled by the iron chain are really shocking to look at.

"You're going to make me treat her nicely? You obviously know that this woman just set up a beauty plan to kill my eldest brother Feng Lixin more than four months ago! You're going to make me treat her nicely? Feng Xinglang hissed forbearingly.

Ye Shinian was silent. He didn't know how to persuade Feng Xinglang, but he felt that it was really unbearable to use such a big punishment on a weak woman who was powerless.

"In the future, you will find a way to solve such a small matter like this refusal to eat. She really refused to eat, so she directly gastric injected! As long as you can't die! Wait until she's awake to let me know! Feng Xinglang stared at Lan Youyou on the board, and turned away coldly.

Seal the family.

Feng Xinglang stood by the window. With a slender and upright figure, the whole person stands as straight as a javelin! A cigarette was held between the slender fingers of the bones, and it was regularly brought to the lips and swallowed. The smoky side of the face is dyed with a faint melancholy color.

"Madam, the second young master ate and drank half a bowl of porridge for dinner, you can bring this braised noodles to him to eat." Aunt An brought the finished Italian braised noodles to Xueluo, and motioned for her to bring it to Feng Xinglang in front of the window.

"When he's hungry, he'll eat it himself!"

The snow fell lightly, and she didn't take the stewed noodle plate in Aunt An's hand, let alone send it to Feng Xinglang.

Turning around coldly, the snow fell and walked towards the guest room downstairs.

At the moment of turning around, Xueluo's heart hurts.

She was a little at a loss: what is the meaning of her existence in the Feng family!

She thought of divorcing Feng Lixin......