Chapter 155

Xueluo didn't reply, but plunged into the night.

"Ma'am, ma'am..." Housekeeper Mo rushed out. By the streetlights to catch the fall of snow.

Grief and indignation can not be compounded, the snow fell all the way. The only thought in her mind now is to leave Fengjia. Far away from Fengjia, never come back here. Get out of this place where she's devastated.

Housekeeper Mo's pace is still vigorous, and it's no problem to catch up with the snow. In the chase out of the villa area, see the stumbling snow is about to be overtaken, a speeding motorcycle whistling.

"Snow down, get in the car!" With a deep roar, xueluo quickly stepped on the motorcycle. Then the two roared away together.

No matter how old and strong housekeeper Mo is, he can't catch up with the motorcycle burning oil. In this high-end villa area, there are few taxis. Housekeeper Mo can only watch the motorcycle disappear from his eyes.

However, from the direction of the motorcycle, it should have been waiting here. And Mrs. snow should know the motorcyclist.

Housekeeper Mo thinks of a man, Xuelong, who came back to find his wife!

At least they were picked up by acquaintances. Wife's safety should not be a problem. Mo housekeeper quickly turned back to the community, to inform the second young master, let him drive out to recover Mrs. snow.

Seeing Mrs. xueluo running away, aunt an was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Let's not mention that the second young master cheated his wife xueluo. In case xueluo's wife is pregnant with the young master of Feng's family, and she is so sad that she can't stand such a toss!

Aunt Ann knew that she was too slow to catch up with the snow. Thinking about something, she rushed to the guest room downstairs.

In the room, Feng Xinglang had already taken off the man-made leather goods, but he was still sitting in a wheelchair thinking.

It doesn't seem to be anxious or worried about running away from home in the snow.

"Second young master, no, Mrs. xueluo has run away from home! She was still crying when she ran out. I'm afraid it hurt her heart this time. " Aunt an reports her wife's whereabouts to Feng Xinglang.

In fact, there is no need for Aunt an to report. What happened in the living room has been well spread to Feng Xinglang's ears.

Especially the woman hysterical roar out of that sentence: you are all liars! I hate you! I hate you all!

This woman is really strong. I'm really angry when I say I'm angry, and I'm so angry!

"Second young master, go after Mrs. xueluo. It's our fault. We should apologize. " Aunt an gently persuades the second young master Feng Xinglang, who has been silent for a long time.

"Why do you come back? Let her continue to run wild with me? " Feng Xinglang gave a cold hum.

His handsome face condenses, and he must be unhappy. Just show a casual, indifferent appearance.

This said, really surprised aunt ANN, asked suspiciously, "second young master, are you not going to chase his wife back?"

"Feet on her! She wants to go. Can I stay? Besides, do you want me to chase her back and lock her in the glass room upstairs? " The voice of Feng Xinglang was chilling.

Aunt an was completely stunned: for Mrs. xueluo, it's better not to chase back because she wants to be locked into the glass room!

The motorcycle with snow roared all the way, as if for fear that someone would catch up.

Snow creeps on the man's back, sobbing low. She is really young, can not restrain such grievances and bitterness. She has not been able to do things without surprise, not to mention the joy and anger.

Sad is sad, she really want to cry. Snow has been very bear their grief.

Half an hour later, the speeding motorcycle with snow stopped at the bottom of an apartment building near the school.

When the helmet is removed, Fang Yiyan's concerned handsome face appears in front of the snow. Of course, we know it's Fang Yiyan. When Fang Yiyan asked her to get on the motorcycle, she recognized his voice.

Fang Yiyan didn't comfort xueluo, but let her sob. Only in the middle of a few paper towels, let snow wipe tears and nose. He took off his windbreaker and put it on his shoulder.

"Do you need shoulders?" Fang Yiyan asked.

The snow shook her head. Two people just sat on the steps in front of the stairs, a low sad choking, a quiet company.

Sobbing for a while, the snow stopped crying, "Fang Yiyan, thank you."

"Thank me for what? Helped you break through Feng Xinglang's conspiracy? " The other side asked. He sighed again, "if I knew you would be so sad, I would not tear him down!"

Fang also understood: the more sad the snow fell, the more worried she was about the man named Feng Xinglang.

Fang Yiyan had a strong and bad premonition that Feng Xinglang might take advantage of such conspiracy to forcibly occupy the snow.But Fang also said that it was really inconvenient to ask about snow fall. He didn't know her well enough to ask anything.

"Don't you tear him down? Are you going to be Feng Xinglang's accomplice like them? "

After a long sob, the snow seems to have not been able to get out of her resentment against Feng Xinglang. She urgently needs to vent her emotions. So Fang Yiyan became her outlet.

"They? Who else? " Fang Yiyan asked with a frown.

Snow pursed her lips, as if she didn't want to say anything more about it. Who else, aunt Ann and housekeeper Mo. It is even possible that Feng Lixin himself was involved. Then this family is too weird and despicable!

I don't know what the meaning of Lin xueluo's cheating her! She Lin xueluo is just an ordinary little woman. Can she use this big family to bully her?

Seeing that xueluo didn't answer his question, Fang Yiyan didn't continue to ask. Instead, he made a firm promise: "xueluo, our words are your solid backing at any time."

Snow between the nose slightly sour, bitter crawling heart. She didn't know how to answer Fang Yiyan, because xueluo knew that Fang Yiyan thought about her. Although this idea is based on her acceptance of him, he will not force her.

"OK, 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 on the steps.

Upstairs? Is it where he lives? To change a few months ago, the snow may be able to readily accept. At that time, he was still in a relationship with her by name. He also has a lot of respect for her. The key is that Yuan Duoduo, a big light bulb, accompanies us every time.

Now, he has been crowned with the name of his wife.