Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

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

Feng Lixin had not used up all of his energy to accept the news of Lan Youyou's death, but what followed after was an even more cruel choice.

His wife was dead, and he couldn't even protect her?!

But her daughter Feng Tuantuan's life was still fresh! She was only five years old, and his birthday was coming up in a month or so. Her life had only just begun … It was also a continuation of that woman's life!

The steel-like heart was refined like this! Sometimes, it was because Feng Xinglang protected Feng Lixin too much that Feng Lixin appeared to be more cowardly.

"Xinglang, then it will be hard on you: Let Xing San take away Youyou's ashes, and we can exchange them for the whereabouts of the lackeys. How the process will be carried out, I believe in you! "

Originally, he thought that Feng Lixin would cry, but he calmly made this choice. Even though his entire body was still trembling in fear.

"Alright... I'll do it! Brother, take care! Wait at home, she needs you! The father that no one can replace! "

Feng Xinglang did not speak any further with Feng Lixin, and decisively hung up the phone.

The moment he was hung up, Feng Lixin's body went limp once again … Almost fainting!

Fortunately, there was Butler Mo and his daughter Mo Ranran, who were supporting the sliding Feng Lixin steadily on the left and right of him.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Xinglang seemed to be in a bad mood.

Since he was young, he had always been protected and protected by his big brother Feng Lixin; after he grew up, he seemed to be even more anxious to protect Feng Lixin! However, the most innocent Feng Lixin, the one who had suffered the most, was still dragged into this grudge.

In fact, what Xing San said was very true: The reason behind everything that had happened was because of him and Hetun! Perhaps in the near future, he and Hetun would be able to sit at the same table and drink wine together. However, how could the injuries on an innocent person's body or heart be easily wiped away?

"How is Ah Lang? Have you had breakfast? "

Outside the door, the Hetun angrily asked and berated, "Seventeen, don't just stand there, hurry up and go to the hotel's dining hall and bring the breakfast over to Ah Lang! "How can we not eat?!"

"Good foster father!"

Xing Shiqi was even more tired. But the Hetun rarely cared about their living and eating. and that makes them able to survive on their own. " Ah Lang? Ah Lang... "It's Dad. Can you open the door?"

Hetun knocked lightly on the door of the room, skilfully and naturally calling herself father.

The door opened, and Feng Xinglang walked out.

"No need to trouble yourself. I'll go to the restaurant and eat something myself."

With that, Feng Xinglang who did not want to talk to Hetun anymore, stepped forward.

"Daddy will accompany you to eat!"

But Hetun was not sensible, he followed her son Feng Xinglang happily.

Xing Ba and Xing Shiqi followed along.

From foster father Hetun's happy face, Xing Ba could roughly guess what was going on. If she could get his only son to recognize his ancestors and call him father, then Hetun would probably be willing to part with her heart! As for Xing San and Lan Youyou, they were definitely not a problem!

It seemed that in order to find Feng Tuantuan as soon as possible, Feng Xinglang would even give him her own dignity!

However, it was difficult to guarantee that after this matter was concluded, this fellow would turn hostile!

Xing Ba kept having the feeling that Feng Xinglang's low attitude at this moment was definitely not normal!

"Ah Lang, Xing San's yacht has been circling around the sea … What do we do next? "

"Wait!"

"Not waiting?"

"Hm!" "Wait!"

Slightly paused, Feng Xinglang glanced at Hetun, "Let your people leave! With Xing San's caution, it will be extremely difficult for him to not discover us! "

"Ah Lang, your father didn't think of following you either … There was a position on the yacht. "

Hetun felt a little awkward. Because he had promised Feng Xinglang that she wouldn't interfere in Xing San's matters.

"Withdraw!" Otherwise, Xing San will continue coming around with us! "

"What if they really leave? That was letting the tiger back into the mountain! "What if Ol 'Three doesn't keep his promise?"

"This is not something you need to worry about!"

Feng Xinglang snorted, got up and left the dining hall.

The corner of Xing Ba's mouth twitched: You haven't even succeeded and you're already falling out with me?

"Ah Lang, eat some more … Shall I ask the cook to make a new bacon roll and take it to your room? "

Hetun trying to please his son so shamelessly made Xing Ba and the others feel bad.

Kindness was blood, and the crown prince was the crown prince. How could a group of foster son s even compare to the value of this identity and blood ties?!

… ….

Xing San had a suspicious nature. He allowed the boat to go around the ocean for two days before he left with Lan Youyou on the boat.

On the fourth day, Xing San waited for someone to come to his rescue.

Lan Youyou passed the past few days half-asleep. By the time she was fully conscious, the freighter was on the high seas, heading toward Malaysia.

It was not heaven she saw, nor was it hell. 's eyes reddened.

"Girl... You're finally awake? "

Xing San lifted the upper half of Lan Youyou's body, and rested a pillow behind her back.

"Third brother... "Where is this place?"

Lan Youyou looked at the room and could tell that this was not a hospital.

"Girl, we are safe! Third brother will take you away and live a free life. "

Xing San took a bottle of medical nutrition liquid and smeared it on Lan Youyou's lips, "Drink some."

"What?" We. We. Safe? "

Lan Youyou was slightly startled, but reflexively grabbed onto Xing San's arm: "Third brother, quickly take me to see the ball!"

It was precisely because he was worried that Lan Youyou would cause a ruckus and want to see her daughter that caused her to fall unconscious for the past three to four days. When they were relatively safe, he dared Lan Youyou to wake up.

"We can't go see the regiment yet. Because we are not completely safe! "

Xing San even moistened some nutrients on Lan Youyou's lips, "Maybe the people from the Hetun are following us! We can't expose their whereabouts to them! "

"No …" No …. Third Brother, I can't wait anymore! "

Lan Youyou was a little agitated, and continued to grip onto Xing San's arm tightly. "I know my own body very well, I won't be able to live for long …"

"Third brother will let you live to see the ball! "I believe in third brother!"

Xing San leaned over and kissed Lan Youyou on the forehead.

"No …" No …. I don't want to wait any longer! I have to see the ball, right now, right away! "

Lan Youyou was a little deranged, and his head was uncoordinated as it trembled.

One day later, Feng Xinglang received a text message from an unfamiliar mobile phone number: "Feng Tuantuan is at Ushmar."

What came next was also a photo of Feng Tuantuan and her detailed address.

The Feng Tuantuan in the photo was asleep. She should be crying herself to sleep, and there were traces of tears in the corners of her eyes.