Xueluo didn't answer Steward Mo's words, but plunged into the night.

"Madam, ma'am......" Steward Mo rushed out. Use the street lamp to catch the footsteps of the falling snow.

The grief and indignation were overwhelming, and the snow fell and stumbled all the way. The only thought in her mind now is to leave the Feng family. Leave the Feng family far away, and never come back here forever. Leave this place that left her grief-stricken.

Steward Mo's pace is quite athletic, and it is not a problem to catch up with the snowfall. When chasing out of the villa area, a speeding motorcycle roared towards him when he saw that the snow was about to fall and he was about to be overtaken.

"Snow falls, get in the car!" The person came with a deep roar, and Xueluo hurriedly stepped onto the motorcycle. Then the two roared away together.

No matter how old and strong Steward Mo is, he can't catch up with the oil-burning motorcycle. And in this high-end villa area, there have always been few taxis, and Steward Mo can only watch the motorcycle disappear from under his nose.

However, judging from the direction the motorcycle just came, it should have been squatting and waiting here. And Mrs. Xueluo should know the driver of the motorcycle.

Steward Mo thought of a person - Fang Yiyan, the senior who came back to the Feng family to find his wife!

At least it was picked up by an acquaintance. The wife's safety should not be a problem. Steward Mo hurriedly turned around and went back to the community to inform the second young master and ask him to drive out to recover Mrs. Xueluo.

Seeing Mrs. Xueluo running away all the way, Aunt An was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Let's not mention the fact that the second young master deceived Mrs. Xueluo, in case Mrs. Xueluo is already pregnant with the little young master of the Feng family in her stomach, and she runs away so grief-stricken, even if she is beaten with iron, she can't stand such a toss!

Aunt An knew that her speed was slow and she couldn't catch up with the snowfall; Thinking about something, she hurriedly rushed to the guest room downstairs.

In the room, Feng Xinglang had already taken off the artificial leather goods, but he was still sitting in a wheelchair thoughtfully.

It didn't seem anxious or worried about running away from home because the snow fell.

"Second young master, it's not good, Mrs. Xueluo ran away from home! She was still crying when she ran out, afraid that this time it hurt her heart. Aunt An hurriedly reported to Feng Xinglang where her wife was.

In fact, there is no need for Aunt An to report, everything that happened in the living room just now has already reached Feng Xinglang's ears.

Especially the woman who shouted hysterically: You are all liars! I hate you guys! I hate you all!

This woman is really fierce enough. It's really angry to say angry, and it's so fierce!

"Second Young Master, you go chase Mrs. Xueluo. It's us who didn't do it first, and it should be okay to apologize. Aunt An tactfully persuaded the second young master Feng Xinglang, who had been silent all along.

"What are you chasing back for? Will she continue to go wild with me? Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

His handsome face condensed, and he must not be happy in his heart. It's just a casual and indifferent look.

This statement really stunned Aunt An, and asked suspiciously, "Second Young Master, are you going to chase your wife back?" ”

"Feet on her! She wants to leave, can I stay? Besides, do you want me to chase her back and lock her up in the glass room upstairs? Feng Xinglang's voice was cold, making people shudder.

Aunt An was completely stunned: For Mrs. Xueluo, she will be locked in the glass room if she is chased back, so it is better not to chase it back!

The motorcycle carrying the snow was roaring all the way, as if it was afraid that someone would catch up with it.

The snow fell on the man's back, choking lowly. She is really still young and can't suppress such grievances and bitterness. She can't do everything without being surprised, and she can't be happy and angry.

It's sad to be sad, and she really wants to cry. Xueluo has already endured his grief.

Half an hour later, the speeding motorbike stopped under an apartment building close to the school, carrying the snow.

The helmet was removed, and Fang Yiyan's handsome face of concern appeared in front of Xueluo. Of course, Xueluo knew that it was Fang Yiyan. When Fang Yiyan asked her to get on the motorcycle, she heard his voice.

Fang Yiyan didn't make a sound to comfort Xueluo, but let her sobble lowly. Only a few tissues were handed in the middle and Snow Fall wiped away tears and snot. He took off his windbreaker again and draped it over Xueluo's shoulders.

"Do you need a shoulder?" Fang Yiyan asked.

Xueluo shook her head repeatedly. The two of them just sat on the steps in front of the stairs, one choked with low sadness, and the other quietly accompanied. Whimpered for a long time before Xue Luo stopped crying, "Fang Yiyan, thank you." ”

"Thank me for what? Helped you debunk Feng Xinglang's conspiracy? Fang Yiyan asked rhetorically. He seemed to sigh again, "I knew you would be so sad, so I wouldn't have demolished him!" ”

Fang Yiyan understood: The more sad the snow fell, the more she couldn't rest assured that the man named Feng Xinglang was.

Fang Yiyan had a strong and bad premonition: Feng Xinglang might use such a conspiracy to forcibly take possession of the snow.

But Fang Yiyan was really inconvenient to open his mouth to ask about Xueluo. He wasn't familiar with her well enough to ask anything.

"Don't demolish him? Could it be that you also want to become Feng Xinglang's accomplice like them? ”

After a long low cry, the snow fell, and it seemed that she had not yet been able to get out of her resentment against Feng Xinglang, and she urgently needed to vent her emotions. So Fang Yiyan became her punching bag.

"They? Who else? Fang Yiyan frowned and asked.

Xue Luo pursed her lips, as if she didn't want to say anything more about it. Who else could there be, Aunt An and Steward Mo. It is even possible that Feng Lixin himself was involved. Then this family is too weird and despicable!

I really don't know what the point of their family forming a group to deceive her Lin Xueluo! She, Lin Xueluo, is just an ordinary little woman, can she bully her with this big family?

Seeing that Xueluo did not answer his own question, Fang Yiyan did not continue to ask, but made a firm promise: "Xueluo, no matter when, my Yiyan is your solid backing." ”

The snow fell slightly sour in the nose, and bitterness crawled all over the heart. She didn't know how to answer Fang Yiyan, because Xueluo knew that Fang Yiyan was thinking about her. Although such thoughts are based on her acceptance of him, he will not force her.

"It's snowing, it's cold outside, let's go upstairs." Fang Yiyan stood up and stretched out his hand to pull up the snow falling on the steps.

Upstairs? Is it to go to where he lives? A few months ago, the snow might still be gladly accepted. At that time, he and her were still nominal boyfriend and girlfriend. He also has a lot of respect for her. The key is that every time there is a big light bulb of Yuan Duoduo as a companion.

And now, she has been named Mrs. Feng.

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