Sometimes a word can give people hope, but it can also make them hopeless.
Feng Xinglang chose to give Lan Youyou hope.
While giving Lan Youyou hope, it is also equivalent to giving Lin Xueluo hope.
"At any time, you must light a lamp in your heart. As long as the heart lamp does not go out, there is hope."
Feng Xinglang's words were ambiguous and implicit.
But no doubt gave Lan Youyou hope. When he left Yuelai Tea Restaurant for a long time, Lan Youyou had been sitting still.
It was a long time before she picked up the glass of wine and smiled slightly: "Alan, respect our future!"
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When Feng Xinglang got into Cayenne, sweat dripped from his forehead.
He took a breath and opened the suit in the belly half open, and the shirt inside was already stained with blood.
The wound hadn't completely healed, and was just tossed by Lan Youyou in his arms again. It is estimated that the wound was cracking again.
"Rest assured, this can't hurt anyone! I have fixed your ribs slightly!"
There was a sudden, unhurried sound in the back row; when Feng Xinglang was alert, he looked at Cong Gang's annoying face.
"Dog, sneaky, do you want to scare me to death?"
Although he scolded Cong Gang so much, at the moment when he saw Cong Gang, Feng Xinglang's nerve that had been taut was able to slow down for a moment.
"'This third cup, respect the future of both of us' ... Feng Xinglang, you didn't go to become a film emperor, you really are a Qucai!"
Cong Gang satired Feng Xinglang while taking out the hemostatic medicine to treat Feng Xinglang's wound.
"You overheard me?"
Feng Xinglang was annoyed.
"Not only one of me! Xing San, they are overhearing!" Cong Gang disagreed.
"Ming Xingsan wants to ambush you, how dare you come?"
Feng Xinglang instinctively looked down at any suspicious person.
"So it's safe to leave in your car."
Cong Gang wrapped the gauze around Feng Xinglang's strong waist a few times, which could cushion the second injury caused by his movement.
Feng Xinglang has become accustomed to Cong Gang's intrigue. He's no stranger to his cold appearance in Cayenne.
Knowing that this place should not be stayed for a long time, Feng Xinglang launched Cayenne, resisting the pain in the waist, and accelerated towards the dense asphalt road. Of course, Xing San is not stupid enough to challenge Feng Xinglang in broad daylight!
After Cayenne drove a certain distance, Cong Gang in the back row suddenly said, "Go to Ximen's market! Buy some fresh beef."
Feng Xinglang spoke for a moment, thinking he heard it wrong.
Speaking more seriously, he and Cong were just escaping their lives. What other food market did he even go to?
"Why, dare not go?" Cong Gang's tone rose up playfully.
"Are you going to buy food with your life?"
Feng Xinglang gave a cold cry. What time is it, even thinking of buying food and going back to cooking?
"Why, just because Xing San is chasing us, we don't need to eat?" Cong Gang asked back.
"..." Feng Xinglang really couldn't understand Cong Gang's lifestyle and beliefs.
Of course, he didn't go to any Ximen market, but drove Cayenne directly towards the Feng family.
When An Zheng saw the return of the second master Feng Xinglang, it was naturally inevitable for a while to ask for warmth.
Even at the time of Fengjia's storm, An An did not forget to store the refrigerator in the house full of food.
The true meaning of life is the same!
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Even Xing San can see: Yifu Hetun's trip to Shencheng brought his first half of life's insights.
Although the means are still brutal, but behind this ferocity, there is a loneliness and helplessness of a strong man.
To be precise, Xing San did not participate in the first half of Hetun's life; he did not know much about the world before Hetun.
But Xing San always felt that Yitun Hetun seemed old!
Old is not only the face that can not compete with the years, but also the heart of Hetun!
When Xing San came in, Hetun was meditating quietly. It seems that he has been playing that sandalwood bracelet for longer and longer!
For Hetun: He has the wealth of a rich and powerful country, and the power to shake the world, so what is he missing?
Xing San didn't know, and couldn't understand what Yitun Hetun wanted!
I just feel that this time Yiyi Hetun's game with Feng Xinglang became muddled.
I want to get rid of it quickly, but it is full of a sense of blankness that the enemy will follow along after death!
No doubt, this is not the mentality that Hetun should have!
"Yuyou went to trouble again that Lin Xue fell?"
Hetun knew everything he had found. Lan Youyou is his only righteous daughter, more or less he will prefer.
The so-called preference is nothing but a kind of indulgence within the scope of principles.
"Yes! I stopped her."
Xing San truthfully answered Hetun's words. He knew he could not lie in front of Hetun. As soon as Hetun found that he had shown signs of lying, he would ruthlessly fight, and then chose a person from his son to replace it.
The last thing Hetun lacks is these tools called "Yizi".
"Yoyou is more and more presumptuous."
He Tun faintly. No blame, but not much temperature. He is an indifferent man.
"Her arrogance has brought you good news: Lin Xueluo is pregnant!" Xing San told the discovery to Hetun.
"What? That woman ... pregnant?"
Hetun seemed to be a little stunned.
"That's great news! I thought this woman's chips weren't heavy enough, and I couldn't attract enough interest in Feng Xinglang in the options!"
"Now it seems that her two-in-one option should be compatible with Feng Lixin!"
Hetun habitually stirred the sandalwood bracelet on his hand, said coldly.
In fact, in the process of arresting Lin Xueluo and Feng Lixin, Feng Xinglang already made a choice between these two options.
He did not hesitate to choose his elder brother Feng Lixin, and threw Lin Xueluo as a bait to Hetun!
Doing the same multiple-choice questions again is inevitably tedious.
And Feng Xinglang has given a clear choice. There was almost no hesitation in the selection process.
This obviously does not meet the original intention of setting up multiple choice questions in Hetun.
What Hetun wants is Feng Xinglang's unwilling choice!
It's not like it doesn't hurt now!
"The key Feng Xinglang didn't know his wife was pregnant with his child!" Xing San added.
"Well, this game is getting more and more interesting!"
He Tun's formidable Jun face showed a long-lost smile. "Now Feng Lixin has the option."
"But Feng Lixin is now in the Bai Gongguan. I heard that it used to be a military place and it was easy to defend! Yifu, what are we going to do next?"
He Tun thought up.
For a moment, he raised his eyes and glanced, "What about Yoyo?"
"Maybe toss Lin Xue again!"