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One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

Chapter 1137 didn't feel smelly at all?

Feng Xinglang remained silent, unable to read her emotions.

"Man, get out of the car to see your mommy."

She paused, and then said meaningfully, "Perhaps in a few days, you will never see her again."

"Then Uncle and Big Brother Nuonuo will be waiting for you guys."

Feng Tuantuan acted good. With big brother Linnuo's help, he moved his short legs and climbed down the carriage.

"Bang, bang …"

Lan Youyou could barely make a sound anymore, but she could clearly see her daughter getting off from the black Lexus.

Even though Lan Youyou was unable to see the person inside the car through the dark attached window, he was able to clearly feel the existence of that man.

In that moment, Lan Youyou turned his head, as if he did not want the people in the carriage to see her face.

"Mommy... "Mommy …"

They rushed towards the carriage, but were hugged by Mo Ranran around the waist.

"Good girl, your mommy's body is still very weak and can't withstand the cold. Will you talk to Mommy when you get to the house? "

Mo Ranran had seen Lan Youyou cough up blood before. That scene was so horrifying.

The room had been arranged as a ward: tools for transfusion, medical equipment for monitoring vital signs.

It was not difficult to set up the set within a few hours, because Butler Mo had been preparing these medical instruments for First Young Master all this while, just in case.

The Butler Mo sincerely treated Feng Family Feng Lixin as his own son and served him. It was much more than the effort he put into his daughter.

He just didn't expect these medical instruments to be used in such a way.

Lan Youyou held his daughter's hands tightly. She wanted to say something, but her voice was stuck in her throat, and she didn't have enough strength to utter it.

Facing the scrawny mother, Feng Tuantuan seemed to be a little afraid.

Even an incredibly beautiful woman, without the support of her muscles, would undoubtedly be a skeleton.

This strange looking mommy made Feng Tuantuan subconsciously lean into Feng Lixin's embrace.

"Mommy, take a good rest …" They were about to leave. Uncle and Big Brother Nuonuo are still waiting for me … "

Sure enough, that man was in that car!

Seeing that Mommy still hasn't let go, the little guy hurriedly said, "We're going to find a job with Auntie and Uncle! Uncle didn't want his aunt to go, but since his aunt insisted on going, they started to argue! Then, my aunt secretly ran away … "

How was this really noisy? It was clearly due to him spoiling that woman.

"Mommy, can you let go? Otherwise, Uncle and Big Brother Nuonuo would get anxious from waiting! "

The little thing became anxious and took the initiative to struggle free from Lan Youyou's grasp.

With regards to Lan Youyou, his mother, Feng Tuantuan, it seemed that Feng Tuantuan was already a stranger.

What was strange was not only the appearance that had changed … Perhaps, what he could remember was his mother getting sick and then beating him up crazily. What followed was the scolding of Papa and him!

"Goodbye Mommy, goodbye papa!" Goodbye Sister Ranran! "

After glancing at Mommy on the bed, the little guy ran towards the door.

"Bang, bang …"

Feng Lixin wanted to rescue his ignorant daughter, but he was stopped by Mo Ranran.

"Brother Lixin, please leave. With her here, Sister Youyou will not be able to rest and recuperate peacefully. "

It was only then that Lan Youyou noticed: Since when did Feng Lixin have a woman by his side!

All this while, even if Feng Lixin went to the prison to visit her, Lan Youyou had almost completely forgotten about her. This time, because of the appearance of a woman, he had met her face to face.

"Brother Lixin, you should also sit down and rest. You've been busy the entire night. "Can you still hold on?"

Mo Ranran forced Feng Lixin to sit on the sofa behind him.

"I'm fine..."

"You're still saying that you're fine?!" This sound is so weak that it's almost unable to keep up with the sound of the mosquitoes. "

"Cough cough …"

Butler Mo coughed lightly to remind her daughter. It was indeed inappropriate to be so concerned about her husband in front of his wife.

But Mo Ranran didn't even realize what Butler Mo was reminding her.

"Take a seat Brother Lixin, I'll go and prepare some nutritious porridge for you."

Seeing that Uncle's carriage was still waiting outside, Feng Tuantuan immediately ran over with a smile.

"Bundle, how's your mommy?" Feng Xinglang asked indifferently.

"Mommy doesn't talk, she's so skinny …" He looks so scared. "

The little guy lowered his head, and a trace of discomfort flashed across his little face.

"Then you should stay with your aunt and uncle in Uncle for the next few days."

"Really? Thank you, Uncle. "

Glancing at the heartless little fellow, Feng Xinglang pursed his lips in helplessness.

Actually, most people would be afraid of something scary and would instinctively yearn for something good. Not to mention that he was still a child whose mind had yet to mature.

When Feng Xinglang brought the two children to the talent market, he finally understood what it meant to have a sea of people as well as being unable to move an inch.

The two children stared at the black mass of people in astonishment, completely stupefied.

For such a large job fair, fresh graduates from all over the country, or those who didn't, would flock to it.

"So many people?" Where are we going to find Mommy? "

Bringing two children to squeeze into this job fair was obviously not going to work. Feng Xinglang could only bring them and wait outside.

The call to Basong was almost completely drowned out by the noise.

"Follow Madame closely. Protect her. If you lose him, that's your problem. "

"Got it."

Actually, Basong really wanted to say something: President Feng, why don't you come in and give it a try!

It wasn't until nearly 12 noon that Feng Xinglang finally gave up waiting for his wife, Lin Xueluo: her makeup had also been used, her hair was a mess, and she was limping while walking.

Feng Xinglang immediately stepped forward, "What's going on? Did you get into a fight with someone? Basong, what are you doing? "

Basong was even worse: because he had been protecting his wife Xueluo all this time, even the sleeve on his left shoulder had been ripped off.

"... He twisted his leg! "It hurts so bad!"

When he saw his husband Feng Xinglang, Xueluo humphed in grievance. He took off his 10 cm high heels and stepped on the ground barefooted.

"Thank you for your hard work, my wife! "Here, show it to your husband."

Feng Xinglang carried the woman who was injured and yet bent, and sat on his strong legs as he examined her ankles in pain.

Xueluo did not care about the people coming and going, and let the man carry her and sit at the side of the flower bed.

After walking for half the morning in her high-heeled shoes, the woman's feet were already bubbling.

The man then took the woman's foot and held it in his own palm, showing no signs of despising her.

"You don't mind the smell?" Xueluo scoffed.