Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

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

Feng Lixin had already waited for over an hour in the night wind.

No matter how the Butler Mo tried to persuade him, he was unwilling to go inside the house and wait for Cong Gang.

Mo Ranran took out a long sleeve windbreaker and put it on Feng Lixin's body. Accompanying him in waiting outside the courtyard.

The one month of separation from her daughter had almost exhausted Feng Lixin's remaining life force. If not for his heart holding onto her young daughter, Feng Lixin would have died a long time ago. With Lan Youyou's death, her daughter Feng Tuantuan became his only son!

"Brother Lixin, drink some soup to warm your stomach. Nanny An just finished cooking. "

"No need. If you can't drink it, put it back! "

Feng Lixin kept looking in the direction of the entrance, afraid that he would miss every single vehicle that entered the district.

Seeing that Feng Lixin was so focused on making a comeback, Mo Ranran didn't keep insisting and drank the bowl of soup for herself.

Half an hour later, a black SUV steadily drove into Feng Family's villa.

Maybe it was because the Big Boss Cong Gang was sitting in the car today, so he drove with extreme caution.

"Clang! Clang!" "Bang …"

Feng Lixin immediately stepped forward; probably because he had stood for too long, his legs, which were already weak, trembled a few times. Then, with the support of Mo Ranran, he shakily moved forward.

"Papa …" Papa... I missed you so much! "

Just as the carriage stopped, Cong Gang opened the car door for Feng Tuantuan. At the moment it saw Feng Lixin, the little guy's anxious and sad emotions finally leaked out.

"Clang! Clang!" "Bang! Bang!"

His weak legs could not support the father and daughter pair's weight, so Feng Lixin half knelt on the ground, and tightly embraced her daughter Feng Tuantuan in his arms, and started to nuzzle his non-stop, "Is Bian Tou injured?"

"No one was injured... "But I really want to Papa!"

The uncontrollable sorrow burst out at this moment, the little cutie prostrated on Feng Lixin's shoulder crying pitifully.

A child who was almost five years old, yet was forcibly separated by a father and daughter by a month's worth of time. This kind of panic, fear, and helplessness had already surpassed the endurance of a five year old child like Xueluo.

Cong Gang did not get off the carriage.

Since Feng Xinglang was not here, there was no need for him to get off the car.

"Cong Gang, thank you so much!"

Feng Lixin stood up, and bowed to Cong Gang who was in the car window.

"No need for such a big bow! I am only doing this for Feng Xinglang! "

Cong Gang deserved it. He did not know Feng Lixin that much in the first place. It was as if they were two people that would never walk into the same circle.

Basong got off the carriage; Wei Kang got into the driver's seat instead. Even if Feng Xinglang was not there, he would still have to stay in the Feng Family.

"Mr. Cong Gang, have you eaten your dinner yet? Come in and have a bite to eat. " Butler Mo spoke out to urge him to stay.

Cong Gang did not reply, he only indicated that Wei Kang could start driving.

"Uncle Big Caterpillar, thank you for saving me …" He waved his small hands at the slowly rising window.

Cong Gang still did not reply. He was naturally so cold-blooded that he didn't like to socialize with others.

Watching as the SUV drove away, Feng Tuantuan suddenly started to wail.

"What happened to the group? Why are you crying? Is there something wrong? " Feng Lixin asked nervously.

"Papa …" Mummy was dead! There's no mommy left in the group! "

Feng Tuantuan could not help but moan and cry. Tears that were as big as beans dripped down, "I've become a kid without a mother!"

"Be a good girl …" Stop crying! Stop crying! And there was still the papa … Papa will be with us for the rest of our lives. "

Feng Lixin held his daughter tightly, and couldn't help but sob.

An hour later, Feng Xinglang received a call from Feng Lixin.

"Xinglang, Yuan Yuan has been sent back to Feng Family by Cong Gang."

"Un, it's good that you're back!" "You're not hurt, right?"

"No... Ran Ran had just bathed her and examined her body. Just a little bruise on the arm. "

"That's good! These days, you stay at home with the group. I'll be back in a few days. "

"Xinglang, thank Cong Gang properly for me, and let him risk his life to save you. You see what he needs, and I want to do my best to thank him. "

"Cong Gang, I will go and thank him! You don't need to care about this matter! You just have to take good care of them! "

"Alright..."

Feng Lixin was dumbstruck for a moment, "Xinglang, thank you too … Leave my wife and children and go find my daughter for me. "

"Brother, what are you saying!" We are a family that is on the same side, don't play around with us! "

"Xinglang, coax Xueluo and Nuonuo … I have implicated you, and caused Xueluo and Nuonuo to suffer. "

"My woman is not as petty as you think! Gentle and elegant, understanding... There are so many radishes in the orphanage, she can even treat them as her own, not to mention your daughter, Big Bro! Xueluo, this uncle and mother are also very worried! "

"Then come back earlier. I'm still looking forward to your return."

"Alright, let's go back as soon as possible."

When Feng Xinglang answered the phone call, Xueluo was right beside him. Xueluo had heard the words "my woman isn't as narrow-minded as you think".

"You don't have to give me a high hat! "Actually, I'm very petty!" Xueluo snorted.

Feng Xinglang took the woman's slender waist and hugged her tightly. "My wife, to be honest, I really long to live a life of 'two acres of land, a cow; my wife, my children, a hot brick bed'!"

The man buried his head in the woman's neck, and his voice was full of fatigue and weariness.

"And a cow on two acres of land? is like a big boss, he already starved his wife and children to death! "

Xueluo coquettishly whispered, and asked in embarrassment, "Where … Are you alright? "

"Where?" The man deliberately adjusted his tone.

"The place where I bit him..." Xueluo mumbled in embarrassment.

"Wifey, you are really ruthless … And it was quite heartless! That is the messenger who brings you endless happiness, and you treat him like that? You don't want to be happy anymore? "

Actually, at that time, Xueluo only wanted to bite off Feng Xinglang's leg; but when he tore off Feng Xinglang's belt, the evil element that was hidden in her mind was suddenly mischievously bitten off by Xueluo …

The main reason was that the man's legs were too tight due to using too much strength, so Xueluo was unable to bite down;

"I don't want to!"

Xueluo was a little resentful, "In any case, that kind of thing doesn't matter to me! To be able to suppress your, Feng Xinglang's, desires, I would rather kill an enemy and damage myself by 800! "

… ….

The dinner was rather harmonious.

Feng Xinglang only focused on eating and allowed Hetun to speak those words that made him feel good about himself.

"Come, Ah Lang, let daddy toast to you."

As for the wine poured by the Hetun, Feng Xinglang did not reject any of them.

Since his son still had the task of creating a grandson and granddaughter, the Hetun only allowed him to drink red wine to nourish his life.

Xueluo did not accompany him to the table. She had always known her own limits. She was already used to reducing her sense of existence in front of a group of men. Even though she was now the daughter-in-law of the ruler of this Hetun family.

Xing Shi'er was not good at flattery. As he ate, he played with his younger brother by his side.

And Xing Ba had always been in accord with the foster father Hetun, in order to liven up the atmosphere.

After dinner, a discordant voice sounded.

"Fifteen, how about you sleep with your foster father tonight? My foster father has missed my family for the past few days! "

He really wanted to think about his grandson; but Hetun had another goal, which was to send his grandson away so that his son and daughter-in-law could live a better life together. It was a good idea to further fulfil his expectations of having a grandson or granddaughter.

A mere fifteen years old wasn't enough to be pampered!

"No way! I want to sleep with my mommy! "

Of course the little guy didn't agree. As she answered the Hetun's words, she also shot an unfriendly glance at her father, Feng Xinglang.

"Daddy and Mommy have very important things to discuss tonight!"

Feng Xinglang really had something he wanted to say to Xueluo, "Your biological son should be magnanimous, give your mother to your biological father!"

"No way! Mommy is mine! "

The little guy cried out in annoyance, "You can't keep seizing my mommy like this!"

In order to prevent any unforeseen events, the little fellow who had a sudden wisdom ran all the way into Xueluo's mother's bedroom. With a 'bang', the door to the room was very loudly slammed shut.

"..." Everyone was silent.

"This little thing has been spoiled by me!"

Since his granddaughter couldn't make it, it wasn't bad to talk about it with his son. "Ah Lang, I'll get Eighth Brother to arrange a room for you."

"Yes." Feng Xinglang just snorted lightly without saying anything else.

Feng Xinglang was really tired.

After a month of travel and exhausting himself, he had expended a great deal of energy. Fortunately, he was strong and healthy to begin with.

Hetun, who came to chat with her son, was affected by Feng Xinglang's tired snoring.

"Ah Lang, have a good rest. We father and son have a long way to go! "

After tucking in the quilt for her son, she quietly stood there gazing at him. Her eyes were filled with the deep love of a father, but she was unable to show it.

It was unknown if it was because of the unfamiliar environment, but Feng Xinglang's dream was not so good.

In the dark sea, the surging seawater was pushing a wall of water that was a few metres high towards the speedboat. Feng Xinglang could not see how many people were on the boat, and it seemed like there were his big brother Feng Lixin's blurry figure on the boat. Feng Xinglang was so anxious that he wanted to push the teetering boat away from the water wall to invade it …

But in the midst of his muddleheaded state, there seemed to be a pair of gentle hands tightly holding his feet, preventing him from taking a step forward.

A ray of sunlight appeared on the sea, turning the swaying boat into ashes …

"Brother … …" "Brother!" Feng Xinglang sat up in shock.

So it was just a nightmare!

It was another nightmare!

"Xinglang? Did I wake you up? I saw that you didn't even take a bath before thinking of helping you wash your feet... and sleep more comfortably. "

Feng Xinglang saw the woman who was squatting beside the bed. She was wiping the surface of his feet with a dry towel.

The woman was already so light, yet she still woke the man up.

Perhaps the woman hadn't thought of it at all: it was her care that had roused the man from his nightmare of misery.

"Xueluo..."

The man mumbled to himself before picking up the woman by the bed and hugging her tightly.