Novel Full Chapter 134
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Chapter 134: Request for a marriage certificate
"No rush!" When you leave for the Massachusetts General Hospital, I'll give you back your marriage certificate so you can deliver it to that woman as a present. "
Feng Xinglang could vaguely remember that day, the reason why Butler Mo took out the brocade box containing the marriage certificate was because he wanted to give it to Feng Lixin as a form of greeting gift. He didn't expect to be robbed halfway through.
"It's fine if you don't want to give it to me. No need. I will directly say to Xueluo: You, Feng Xinglang, are her legal husband! If she doesn't believe it, she can go to Department of Civil Affairs and investigate. " Feng Lixin was not threatened by Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang smiled innocently, "But if I told her that the reason why I got this marriage certificate was to curry favor with you, Feng Lixin, for your skin transplant in the United States, would she be even more sad?"
After a slight pause, Feng Xinglang added. "Oh right, I like the child-making plan that you had Yan Bang arrange for me! But your dear sister-in-law doesn't like it! Because on the way back, she bought a pill! Also, I don't want to tell her myself that I slept with her just for the sake of routine! At least, I don't want to tell her myself right now! "
Feng Lixin was silent for a long time.
After a long while, he finally let out a weak sigh, "Xinglang, there will be a day when you will regret hurting Xueluo."
"After this, who would know? But at least for now, I do not have the slightest bit of regret! "
Feng Xinglang slowly moved to tuck the blanket back at Feng Lixin, "Brother, you should know how painful it is for a woman to be abandoned by the man she loves. But right now, she, Lin Xueluo, is at least dreaming! "
The indifference under the accumulation of his hatred truly shocked Feng Lixin.
"Xinglang, don't you want to have a child? A lively and cute little angel who is of the same lineage as you! " Feng Lixin asked tentatively.
"You know very well that my current mental state is completely unacceptable! Instead of forcing it on me, it will only be a disaster for the children of the new life! " Feng Xinglang deserved to be cold and heartless.
Feng Lixin fell silent once again. He couldn't help but reflect, "Am I being too hasty?" Was she helping her brother Feng Xinglang, or was she harming him?
and even brought the innocent Xueluo in!
"Let us brothers talk about something relaxed." Feng Xinglang interrupted the suffocating silence, "Tell me, how did you become bewitched by that fox spirit Lan Youyou! I've seen her before too... He also didn't think that she was so devastatingly beautiful! Have you slept with her? "
Every word that Feng Xinglang said had a purpose. So was such witty talk.
When he mentioned Lan Youyou, Feng Lixin's eyes flashed brightly, for a very brief moment;
"She's already dead, what are you still mentioning her for? Like I said, my injury has nothing to do with her! Is there any point in investigating a dead person? " Feng Lixin seemed to have smelled Feng Xinglang's intentions.
Even if it was the dead Lan Youyou, he would still do his best to protect her.
"Just a casual chat, bro, don't be so nervous." Feng Xinglang laughed blandly, "I am curious, if that woman Lan Youyou was still alive, would you still love her so much?"
Feng Lixin did not answer Feng Xinglang's question. Instead, he turned his head to the side and stared at the creased picture.
The answer was obvious.
The lady in the photo was Lan Youyou.
Feng Xinglang had tried to take away and destroy that photo, but what he got instead was Feng Lixin's Intensive Care Unit for two days and two nights.
In the face of his precious only life, Feng Xinglang still allowed his big brother Feng Lixin to keep the photo.
Perhaps in Feng Lixin's eyes, that picture of Lan Youyou, had become his only mental support.
Feng Xinglang found it hard to imagine: How could a man love a woman to the point of life and death?
At least until now, Feng Xinglang had not met a woman that he loved so much that he wished to die!
But that Lin Xueluo...
Perhaps she could only be a victim of this brotherly love!
When Feng Xinglang came out of the treatment room, his handsome face was filled with anger. The originally handsome face now had the mark of a demon from hell imprinted on it. It was filled with a sense of alienation.
At the dining table, Xueluo and Nanny An had already set up a sumptuous dinner.
It was exactly as Butler Mo said: The dinner consisted of Second Young Master Feng Xinglang's favorite meat from the East Slope Meat and the sizzling Steel Ox Willow.
Xueluo could see the anger on the man's face. In order to not create trouble for others, she set up the tableware, intending to return to the kitchen to eat with Nanny An and Butler Mo.
"Madam, why don't you sit with Second Young Master and eat. I can come in the kitchen. " However, the Nanny An did not give Xueluo the chance to leave. Instead, he forcefully pressed Xueluo down in front of the dining table.
Seeing Feng Xinglang sitting alone at the huge dining table, Xueluo obediently sat up. It was as if he had even received the title of Madame Feng. Although he did not like this man, he was still considered a family by the law.
"Madam, give Second Young Master a bowl of soup to warm his stomach first." The Nanny An reminded the quiet Xueluo.
"Oh, okay." Xueluo came to his senses and took the small bowl beside Feng Xinglang, and began to fill it with the warm mushroom soup.
The reason why he was in a daze was because Xueluo had yet to recover from the gentle caress of his fingers that were just outside the courtyard. Maybe the man had only wiped her cheeks because of the dirt on her, which clearly showed that he didn't have the slightest bit of emotion in his actions. However, because of this small action of the man, Xueluo thought back to the past for a long time!
Lin Xueluo, can you please be a little more promising? If you continue to act like this in the spring, you will not only be soaking in a pig cage, you will also be scolded by the morals!
Xueluo bit her lips, restrained her sentimental feelings and brought the filled mushroom soup to Feng Xinglang's side.
Feng Xinglang did not really like drinking this soup. After drinking two sips, he frowned slightly.
Xueluo sat at a distance between two seats. Most of the time, she just bent her head over the rice grains in the bowl. Just from the voice alone, she could sense what dishes the man had picked up and drink a few mouthfuls of soup.
Xueluo felt that he was really going to go berserk.
Suddenly, the meat on Feng Xinglang's chopsticks changed its direction and was sent to Xueluo's bowl. Without any additional narration, that solemn and handsome face had already issued an order: "You must eat it for me!"
Xueluo stared at the East Slope Meat in her bowl, then raised her head to glance at Feng Xinglang. She didn't disobey her will and returned the piece of oily East Slope Meat back to her plate, but she didn't eat it obediently either. Instead, she stuffed a piece of mushroom into her mouth.
"Why aren't you eating?" Feng Xinglang asked indifferently. It was a mild tone.
"This is too … "Too fat." Xueluo honestly muttered.