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Chapter 347 - Feng Xinglang, you are shameless!
When he asked this question, Lan Youyou had a certain goal.
Even until this moment, she still did not know that the person Lin Xueluo was married to was not the crippled Feng Lixin, but her beloved man, Feng Xinglang.
The phrase "I'm willing to marry you" caused Feng Lixin to be instinctively excited.
"Youyou... Do you really want to marry me? "
If a person was too excited, his IQ could drop drastically. Especially against Lan Youyou.
Lan Youyou's flowing beautiful eyes instantly went cold, and with a emphasis, she said with a bit of annoyance:
"I just said — if!"
If only there was no 'if'!
Feng Lixin's heart was ruthlessly stung, and his entire person became dejected along with it.
"That depends on your performance! If you serve my big brother well enough and be docile enough and kind enough, I think my big brother will consider shaking off this Lin Xueluo who is so silly and sweet. "
Feng Xinglang took over Lan Youyou's words. In a way that goes with the flow.
With a "pa" sound, Lan Youyou put down Feng Lixin's medicine bowl.
"If your brother divorced Lin Xueluo, you could go pick up your brother's broken shoes, right Feng Xinglang?"
Lan Youyou's words were ear-piercing. No one else would feel comfortable listening to this.
Xueluo drank the moisturizing soup Nanny An had prepared for her without batting an eyelid, and no one could tell how much his expression had changed.
"Lan Youyou, why do the words that came out of your mouth sound so unpleasant? Thanks to this beautiful mouth of yours, people will inevitably think of you as a snake and a scorpion's heart! "
Feng Xinglang calmly fought with Lan Youyou.
It was as if Lan Youyou had taken the initiative to deliver himself to his doorstep at this moment, causing Feng Xinglang to feel that he now had another bargaining chip against the Hetun.
Maybe Lan Youyou wouldn't be able to threaten that poisonous fish, the Hetun, but it would still be effective to use Lan Youyou to lure away one of the foster son s at the side of the Hetun.
"Heh, Feng Xinglang, you, a mere brother-in-law, managed to get your big brother's woman to sleep. You can even do such a shameless thing, and you still have the nerve to insult me?"
Lan Youyou scoffed. They really wanted to throw Feng Xinglang and Lin Xueluo, these two shameless things, into the Pacific Ocean.
Didn't I tell you already? We two brothers are unable to differentiate between each other! "
Not only did Feng Xinglang not explain the relationship between him and Lin Xueluo clearly, it had even become darker and darker.
Xueluo had heard too much of these humiliating words. Although his heart was still in pain, he could already calmly face it.
After finishing the moisturizing soup, Xueluo started to eat the fragrant Iron Ox Willow with his chopsticks.
Any kind of insult or humiliation couldn't stop Xueluo from filling his stomach up.
She could ignore harsh words, but her body was her own, and the little fellow in her stomach was also her, Lin Xueluo's, precious treasure.
Niu Liu had always been Feng Xinglang's favorite, but tonight, Xueluo really wanted to try this cow-like willow.
The smell was enough to make a treasure drool.
After tasting it, it was extremely delicious. It was both fragrant and lazy. The gravy on his lips and tongue lingered on for a long time.
After eating it, Xueluo started to eat his second chopstick. It was as if she had not heard a single word Lan Youyou had scolded her with.
"Feng Xinglang, you are shameless!"
Lan Youyou was at his wit's end when he saw Feng Xinglang's thick skin that could drive tanks.
Shameless people were even more difficult to deal with than those who weren't afraid of death.
It was as if Feng Lixin could also hear it: The reason why Lan Youyou asked him was not because she really wanted to marry him, but because she wanted to humiliate Xueluo and Feng Xinglang.
And why would Lan Youyou really want to marry him?
To think that he was moved... What wishful thinking!
At this moment, Feng Lixin really did not want to let Lan Youyou continue humiliating him. To a woman, fame was important.
"Youyou, you misunderstand …"
"First Young Master, the medicinal food is cold. I'll feed it to you." The Butler Mo interrupted First Young Master.
"Old Mo, don't stop me, and don't hide anything from me anymore, this is unfair to Xueluo! She is already a member of our Feng Family, so we shouldn't let her admit to such slander and abuse! "
This time, Feng Lixin was determined to not keep it a secret from Lan Youyou.
"Youyou, the one Xueluo is married to is not me, Feng Lixin, but my younger brother, Feng Xinglang! Feng Family is only using my name to arrange a marriage, and the one who truly marries, is Xinglang! "
Feng Lixin's calm and solemn words stupefied Lan Youyou.
"Feng Lixin, what are you saying? Say that again! "
Lan Youyou's beautiful eyes flashed with a fury that could not be believed, as though she would explode out in an instant.
Feng Xinglang did not stop his brother Feng Lixin from continuing to speak. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and indicated to Butler Mo that he should lock the door to the guest hall.
Butler Mo quietly left the dining hall and walked towards the living room's door.
"Xueluo and Xinglang are husband and wife! Their relationship as husband and wife is protected by the law! "
Feng Lixin didn't want to make Lan Youyou sad, but as matters stood, there was no longer any need to continue concealing it.
The battle with the Hetun was already on the agenda, and the outcome was unknown.
Therefore, Feng Lixin did not want to let Xueluo carry such moral shackles anymore.
Listening to Feng Lixin clarifying things for himself, Xueluo was extremely moved in his heart.
She did not raise her head to look at Lan Youyou's furious face, but calmly ate the food in her bowl.
"What did you say?" The person this white lotus married turned out to be was … Your brother, Feng Xinglang? "Impossible …"
Lan Youyou's entire body was trembling. She had never imagined that Lin Xueluo's wife was Feng Xinglang.
How could this be? He, Feng Xinglang, was so arrogant, how could he possibly marry Lin Xueluo, this woman who was so ordinary that it seemed as if she was a pile of dregs?
"Youyou, this is the truth! Don't. "Don't be sad."
Feng Lixin didn't know how to comfort Lan Youyou, who was in so much pain.
"Ha... Haha... "Hahahaha..."
Lan Youyou began to laugh. He was laughing so hard that tears started to roll down his cheeks.
Then her laughter became shrill and shrill, as if she were using her own life to laugh.
"Youyou... What's the matter with you? Youyou, don't be like this. "
Feng Lixin pressed his wheelchair closer to Lan Youyou, and grabbed her hand that was tightly clenched due to anger.
"Youyou, Xueluo and Xinglang, they are in love with each other, let's just let them be."
Such comfort was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire. Turn Lan Youyou's suffering into deep resentment.
Lan Youyou glared at Xueluo with his pair of teary eyes.
Xueluo calmly met Lan Youyou's fiendish gaze. He wanted to explain something, but it felt like he had something stuck in his throat.
Could she tell Lan Youyou: Was she, Lin Xueluo, actually a deceived victim?