Chapter 120: How embarrassing!

Snow is impossible to imagine: how scared and terrified a child who is only five or six years old is often locked in a sunny room surrounded by a security net. How much psychological shadow and trauma have to endure.

"It must be you naughty, so Feng will lock you up, right?"

The voice of inquiry softened. Xueluo felt that he was fostering with his uncle's family. Although he was not to be seen, his daily diet and living were comfortable. How could Feng Xinglang suffer such abuse from his biological father?

Hunger for two or three days in a row ... For a child who is only five or six years old, the simple thing is the disaster.

Xue Luoxiang's statement was true. How could he be such a proud and powerful person to forge a sad childhood to win her sympathy? It is not necessary at all. It should be his feelings for a while.

"The only reason is: my illegitimate son shamed him!" Feng Xinglang smiled slightly. Also bitter and uninhibited.

"Well ... then your brother Feng Lixin doesn't care about you?" Xueluo thought of the two brothers' feelings so good, it should be deep-rooted brotherhood.

"When I was five or six years old, he was only seven or eight years old. At the time, I was quite repulsive to him. I should say that I was repulsive and hostile to everyone in the family, how could I accept his help! Remember One day he secretly served me meals, but I even put it on my brother's face ... "

Feng Xinglang still smiled, but such a smile would inevitably make Xue Luo feel distressed.

"You're really naughty. Your brother just wants to help you! Don't know people's hearts!" Xue Luo couldn't help but utter Feng Xinglang.

"That steak was very hot, and it made my brother's face a big piece of red! I thought my brother would go downstairs to sue ... but he said that he accidentally burned himself when he stole the steak!"

Feng Xinglang's steadfast eyes had a little ruddy meaning, he quickly turned his head, closed his eyes tightly for a moment, and then slowly opened them again.

Suddenly realized: No wonder their brothers would be so good. Feng Lixin was so good to Feng Xinglang's half-brother.

Xue Luo admires the deep affection between their brothers, and also envy their brothers to be so close to each other.

"Your brother is really good to you."

In fact, Xue Luo also wanted to make up for it at this moment: Since your brother is so good to you, why do you still flirt with her ‘sister-in-law’?

"So, everyone who has hurt my elder brother, I will not make them feel better. The blood compensation for the blood, the life compensation for the life compensation!"

Feng Xinglang had a clear and handsome face, and it was immediately cloudy.

Feng Lixin took care of his colorful childhood; but he couldn't take care of Feng Lixin's quiet life.

Therefore, knowing that Feng Lixin is suffering a lot every day, Feng Xinglang just doesn't want to give up his life.

Xue Luo's heart froze for a moment, she really didn't want to see the man in front of her, and she was always immersed in hatred and couldn't help herself. It seems that apart from revenge, there are no other bright spots in his life.

Glancing towards the medical room, Xue Luo lowered his voice and asked, "Feng Xinglang, haven't you found Lan Youyou's whereabouts? Your brother cares her so much, why can't she let her see you?" Meet? Maybe your brother will actively cooperate with the treatment as soon as he sees Lan Youyou. It won't be like now, just conservative treatment at home to maintain life! "

Wei Dun, Xue Luo elaborated his thoughts again: "Women are happy, and men should have the same state of mind. I think if Lan Youyou is willing to persuade your brother to go to the United States for further skin grafting, I think your brother must be Will go. "

Feng Xinglang has been listening to the woman's thoughts silently. It seems that her point of view from a woman's point of view does seem to be a little effective.

It is just that his elder brother Feng Lixin has promised that he will go to the United States for further treatment after his 30th birthday. Otherwise it's good to try this woman.

Seeing Feng Xinglang keep staring at himself, Xue Luo bit his lip a bit, "Be assured, I won't eat the blue vinegar. As long as your brother's condition improves, and he can undergo further skin grafting, I will The beauty of the adult blesses him to become a dependent with Lan Youyou's lover. "

"..."

In these words, Feng Xinglang frowned frequently: This little white sweet woman still thought she was the elder brother Feng Lixin's wife.

Lovers get married? Is that blue yoyo match? She was one of the masterminds involved in mutilating Feng Lixin. Sin should be dead!

"Since you have such a weak relationship with my elder brother, why still insist on seeing him?" Feng Xinglang asked calmly.

Xue Luo was stunned again by this man's powerful logic. Leng Buding remembered what he said last time: ‘My brother is a patient and ca n’t meet your needs in some way. ’

It is estimated that only a man with his colorful minds can come up with such a reason.

"Taking care of your brother, isn't it my responsibility and obligation to marry to seal the family? Since you are not convinced of Feng Xinglang and you are not willing to approach me, then I will follow your wishes and eat in your family. Drink well. Save effort and worry. "

Xue Luo did not want to discuss this topic with Feng Xinglang. Otherwise, this man will feel that he has a ‘non-divided thought’ about his elder brother Feng Lixin. Heaven and earth conscience, how could one possibly think of Feng Lixin in that respect?

So lazy to argue with someone like Feng Xinglang!

"I agree with your point of view now. In Fengjia, you just need to serve me alone!" Feng Xinglang said with a lip.

Xue Luo stared fiercely at the high-spirited man in front of him, and was so speechless.

The landline in the living room rang, and An An answered the call.

After speaking a few words, An Ying covered the microphone and asked Feng Xinglang on the sofa to ask: "Master Er, the wife's senior is calling the police. Now you are taking the police at the security office. The security captain will let you know."

Feng Xinglangfeng's handsome face evoked a sneer if anything, "Let them come in. Just say that the tea has been prepared and is waiting for them to drink."

After a moment's twitching, An Zheng finally returned to the captain of the security according to Feng Xinglang's meaning.

When I heard that he was a senior, Xue Luo thought of Fang Yiyan: Why did he go to the police? Do you still feel that you have not been beaten enough? It's really bad-tempered.

Xue Luo quickly stood up, trying to persuade Fang Yiyan.

"Stop!" Just two steps later, Feng Xinglang's harsh reprimand came. "Mrs. Feng, are you going out to meet that nerd?"

"Is it okay to persuade him to leave? Please be respectful of the scholar." Xue Luo topped the sentence.

"We don't need you to show your face in Fengfang. Your three virtues are: stay here at home!" Feng Xinglang said.

Really fed up with this man's arrogance. Xue Luo didn't ignore Feng Xinglang's domineering and strong, and ran back to the living room door without looking back.

At that time, Xue Luo hadn't reached out to touch the doorknob, and Feng Xinglang's sturdy posture even held her firmly in her arms.

When Fang Yiyan led the two policemen in, he just saw Lin Xueluo, who was nestling in Fengxinglang's arms.

Xue Luo was so hugged by Feng Xinglang that she was anxious and ashamed. She struggled hard, but did not think that the man's arms were like iron tongs, and they couldn't get rid of how they twisted.

"Be good, don't be embarrassed in front of the uncle of the police, how embarrassing you are. Go back to the room and you'll make it again!"

Feng Xinglang coaxed the woman who was not good in her arms with ambiguous words, her voice was not high or low, enough for Fang Yiyan to hear.

Xue Luo was ashamed, "Feng Xinglang, let go!"

She struggled to pull Feng Xinglang's strong arm around her waist, but the man was too strong, and Xue Luo couldn't shake it at all.

The two policemen did not seem to think that the development of the plot turned out to be this way: it was not known whether the young man and the woman were hugging each other, swearing, swearing, and never shy away from their attention.

"Mr. Feng, I'm so sorry. I'm here to disturb you at this late hour. But this Mr. Fang insisted that someone be placed under house arrest on the third floor of your villa ... we are also routine." The police chief led apologize.

"Oh, I had a little misunderstanding with this Mr. Fang."

Feng Xinglang glanced at Fang Yiyan, who was staring directly at the woman in his arms, with his thin lips rising, and the gentleman said, "I have a bad temper. I just met Mr. Fang holding a rose downstairs in my house. I rushed up and hit him. I will fully compensate Mr. Fang for the medical expenses incurred in the injury. "

What surprises Xue Xue is that Feng Xinglang did not embarrass the party, let alone the police.

"Since the misunderstanding is resolved, we will not disturb Mr. Feng and your family."

Reading countless police officers, you can see at a glance that this is a small fight between husband and wife. As for Fang Yiyan, she became a third person holding a rose in his wife's house. Being beaten should be the case. Not to mention that everyone agreed to pay the medical expenses. Naturally, big things become small and small things become small.

But Fang Yiyan didn't mean to leave, still staring straight at the snow falling in Feng Xinglang's arms.

She was obviously married to Feng Lixin. Why did she get so close to this conversion called Feng Xinglang? What is the relationship between the two of them?

It seems that Lin Xueluo's relationship with this called Feng Xinglang is not simple!

"Fang Yiyan, go back, I'm fine. I'm sorry to hurt you. The medical expenses will be closed."

Xue Luo now just wants to persuade Fang Yiyan. She really did not think about Feng Xinglang's uncertain man. Maybe when he got hit with the beastly heart again.

"Snow is falling, you're fine. As long as you're fine, I'll be beaten a little bit." Fang Yiyan's jaw and eyebrows were still bruised.

"Fang Yiyan, I'm really sorry ..."

The snow fell cold and felt: Feng Xinglanghuan's hands around her waist were slowly tightening and then tightening, and she was breathless.

This is Chi Chi's warning.