Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

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

Chapter 888 - Picking a Pet

After being locked up in the dark basement for a few days, Lan Youyou finally started to feel sick.

But her steps were urgent.

"Youyou, are you alright?"

Feng Lixin, who was carrying his daughter, seemed to be struggling to catch up with Lan Youyou.

Lan Youyou did not reply Feng Lixin. Ignoring his existence, he quickly walked forward.

"Papa, put the ball down. I've got legs! "

This is what big brother Nuonuo told her. Little cutie has already remembered.

In order to catch up to the woman, Feng Lixin had no choice but to put his daughter back to the ground and lead her away. This way the father and the daughter would be able to move a little faster.

At the entrance of the Shallow Water Bay, when the Butler Mo saw the three of them coming out, he immediately went up to them.

"First lady, you're back? Since you are back, then let's spend a good day with the First Young Master. "

The Butler Mo was kind enough to try and persuade the wife of the Feng Family, Lan Youyou, who was in a hurry.

"Where's Feng Xinglang? "Where is he?"

Lan Youyou did not answer Butler Mo's concern. Instead, he pushed open the door of the nanny van to check if Feng Xinglang was hiding inside the carriage.

Unfortunately, it had disappointed Lan Youyou. Feng Xinglang did not hide in the nanny van s and command Feng Lixin and Lin Xueluo to enter the Shallow Water Bay to save her!

"Second Young Master went to work for GK Venture early in the morning. He's not in the car! "

Butler Mo answered Lan Youyou's questions and searched blindly.

Would Feng Xinglang abandon her and go to work? Lan Youyou did not believe it!

She knew that Feng Xinglang was a man with arrogance and good face. He would not use his identity as her 'biological son' to sincerely request Hetun's help.

It was Lin Xueluo who called Hetun 'Father' and 'Father', just like Hetun. She called him 'Father', that was really despicable!

Lin Xueluo licked his face and recognized the Hetun as his' father '. If she could please the Hetun, would it be able to stabilize her position in the Feng Family?

Lan Youyou no longer had the mood to care about these empty things!

Even if Lin Xueluo called the Hetun his father, what could he do? He could obtain Feng Xinglang's entire person? Or the whole heart?

If it wasn't for Lin Xueluo giving birth to a son for Feng Xinglang, she probably wouldn't even be able to enter the gates of Feng Family!

Lan Youyou got into the driver's seat and immediately started the engine.

"Youyou, where are you going?"

Feng Lixin rushed over, opened the driver's door, and grabbed onto Lan Youyou's hand that was holding onto the steering wheel.

"Leave me alone!"

Lan Youyou fiercely pushed Feng Lixin and stepped on the throttle, causing the business car to speed away.

Being hit by the parabolic force from the business car, Feng Lixin's center of gravity became unstable, and he was smashed down heavily onto the concrete ground.

"First Young Master, be careful!"

If not for the Butler Mo quickly grabbing onto him, this fall would have taken half of Feng Lixin's life.

"Papa, did you fall down?" Is Mama sick again? "

As Feng Tuantuan helped Butler Mo up his father, Feng Lixin glanced in the direction where the MPV drove off with tears streaming down his face.

"First Young Master... You can keep her people, but you can't keep her heart! "

Butler Mo sighed, "First Young Master, just treat it as Old Mo begging you: Give up Lan Youyou! That way, you can live a good life with the lumps! "

Feng Lixin stiffened for a moment.

"Don't... Papa, don't give up on me! I'll be fine! "I want my Mama!"

Butler Mo's words caused the cute girl to cry in sorrow.

Looking at his daughter's injured appearance, Feng Lixin's heart ached.

The Butler Mo's words made a lot of sense, but the needs of his daughter were equally clear.

Different positions and perspectives determined different ways and means of thinking!

Pausing, as he thought about something, Feng Lixin immediately asked: "Old Mo, what about Ye Qing?"

"He was severely injured when the Hetun threw him out. He insisted on following me, but I think his arm was probably broken. So I sent him to the hospital."

Feng Lixin sighed and nodded slightly. In Ottawa, Yo helped the family of three a lot.

"Papa, where did Mama go?" Will she come back? "

It seemed that for Mommy Lan Youyou to get sick and leave so easily, the little cutie was exhausted and helpless.

Feng Lixin was speechless!

He knew where his wife Lan Youyou was going. But he didn't want to tell his daughter.

Even if he had to abandon his own husband and daughter, that woman would definitely go and find the one he loved!

"Papa, will Mama look for my Uncle?"

Feng Lixin originally wanted to avoid the question, but did not expect his daughter to take the initiative and ask it herself.

"I don't know either …"

Looking into the distance, Feng Lixin, who had cooled down, sighed lightly.

"Then can we call Uncle and ask?"

The little cutie insisted on this topic. She didn't realize at all that her father didn't want to answer her.

"No need to ask!" Are you hungry? "Papa, bring me a bunch to eat!"

Feng Lixin picked up his daughter Feng Tuantuan easily.

Maybe the Butler Mo was right, as long as he gave up on that woman, he and his daughter would be able to live a normal life!

Feng Lixin had long since disregarded his own life;

But his daughter Feng Tuantuan's life had only just begun!

A daughter needs a healthy environment to grow up!

Bathing in the sun and rain.

The car that Lan Youyou drove away in was a nanny van that was transformed from a business car.

It stood out on the porch of the GK VCs' lobby.

This nanny van security car was something he recognized: it was the CEO's family's young master's personal car.

When the security guard stepped forward to open the rear door, he saw a beautiful woman come out of the driver's seat and run towards the reception desk.

When Lan Youyou rushed into the meeting room, he was holding a meeting with the middle management leaders.

The security guard in the CEO's office floor knew Lan Youyou. He knew that she was the CEO's sister-in-law, but in reality, she was rumored to have given birth to a daughter of the CEO in secret … And adopted by the CEO's big brother!

The rumors spread, and it became a well-known true rumor!

Therefore, the security guards only stopped him for a moment. However, from Lan Youyou's flustered look, it was likely that the security guards could not stop him.

At the head of the oval table sat the regal man.

His handsome face, deep eyes, and clear lips …

Feng Xinglang was indeed a handsome man. Moreover, his handsomeness was tinged with a hint of evilness.

When he saw Lan Youyou, who had suddenly appeared at the entrance of the conference room, Feng Xinglang's eyes instantly narrowed.

Why did this woman come out?

Are the foster son s of the Hetun already useless?

There was no doubt that it was impossible for Lan Youyou to defeat Hetun and his group of foster son.

There were two possibilities. One was that Hetun had released her, and the other was that Hetun had released her!

It was very obvious that with Hetun's stubborn personality, he wouldn't let Lan Youyou go on his own! Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone all the way to Ottawa to capture Lan Youyou!

Then there would only be the latter: Hetun had passively released Lan Youyou!

Who could make the Hetun do such a passive thing?

Big brother Feng Lixin and Ye Xiaonian?

Presumably, they did not have that much ability or power!

Who could it be?

"Ah Lang..."

He called out with a soft voice, as if it was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved.

Lan Youyou had used more than two months of torture to prove that he could not let this man go, and even more so, could not forget this man!

Even if she died, she wanted to die by his side!

A beautiful, mournful figure floated over to the top of the oval table.

Closer and closer, close enough to see the man's features; even the frown of the man's eyebrows.

"Ah Lang... I finally saw you! "

She kneeled beside Feng Xinglang's chair, tightly hugged onto the man's waist, and looked up at Feng Xinglang with a submissive attitude.

"You shouldn't have come back!"

Feng Xinglang's voice was indifferent, it carried a bone-piercing coldness, "Lan Youyou, your actions, are undoubtedly digging your own grave, do you understand?"

"So what if it's a grave... I just want to come back and see you. "

Lan Youyou lifted one of his hands, wanting to touch that man's cold face that was just inches away.

Yet, his wrist was mercilessly grabbed by the man.

"All of you, disperse!"

As Feng Xinglang's voice fell, the middle management, who were performing the ceremony, all dispersed in an orderly manner.

In the huge meeting room, only Feng Xinglang and Lan Youyou were left.

"Ah Lang, can we still go back in time?" the woman asked.

Feng Xinglang smirked, and retorted coldly: "What do you think?"

"Ah Lang... Shall I stay with you? I'll be good. As long as I can catch a few glances at you every day, I'll be satisfied! "

She gazed deeply at the man and used all of her tenderness.

"Too late! I gave you that chance! But unfortunately, you're too greedy! "

Feng Xinglang pushed the woman in his arms away. The back of the chair was a meter away.

"Then what are you going to do with me? Would you like to borrow Hetun's hand to get rid of me? "

Lan Youyou fell down onto the ice-cold marble floor and looked pitifully at the heartless and heartless man in front of him.

"You will know!"

The man's words had a profound meaning.

After ordering people to chase Lan Youyou out, Feng Xinglang fell into a period of silence.

Ten minutes later, Feng Xinglang called his wife, Lin Xueluo.

After the phone rang three times, it was cut off. Feng Xinglang endured his anger and continued to call.

One …. Two … Three times... Again and again!

"Lin Xueluo, now that you are so favored by yourself, you dare to make a phone call with your husband?"

The man's voice was slightly sullen.

The one pinching the phone, was indeed Xueluo, but the one who picked up the phone was not Xueluo himself!

After cutting off the call, Xueluo threw his phone on the table beside the swimming pool, then leaped into the deep water region.

"I feel that it's not appropriate to use the word 'tyrannical' to refer to Lin Xueluo … It's more like it will be used on you! "

"Xing Shi'er?"

Feng Xinglang snorted in dissatisfaction, "Where is Lin Xueluo?"

"I'm not in a good mood, I don't want to say it!"

Xing Shi'er directly hung up on Feng Xinglang.