Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

Slightly paused, Xueluo added another sentence: "I don\'t mind being the stepmother of this punching bag! "I was just afraid that I would feel wronged and wronged if I didn\'t take it seriously."

Feng Lixin had just taken a sip of the medicinal soup sent over by the Butler Mo s when he spat it back into his cup in a daze.

clearly knew that he was not Feng Xinglang\'s daughter, but Feng Lixin\'s.

Feng Lixin was very grateful that Xueluo did not expose his true identity, but he could not understand why Xueluo insisted on provoking Lan Youyou.

Maybe this was just a way for the two of them to \'communicate\'?

Feng Xinglang\'s chopsticks, which was used to feed his son Linnuo, stopped halfway. Suddenly, she realised that her idiotic woman was becoming more and more promising, to be able to fight Lan Youyou to a dangerous degree.

Was this stupid woman truly intending to be their stepmother? Or did her brother Feng Lixin already tell her his background, which was why she was so adept at it?

"Pfft!"

Lan Youyou was so angry that his face turned green, and directly cursed: "You\'re still thinking of being my daughter\'s stepmother? Go to hell! "

"If you don\'t want to do it, then don\'t want to do it! Youyou, don\'t be so excited. "Actually, I don\'t really want to be the stepmother of a group of people."

Xueluo replied leisurely.

It was as if he had just realised that arguing with Lan Youyou was extremely fun!

It turned out that she, Lan Youyou, had also gotten the chance to uncontrollably curse out loud.

"Don\'t even try to be a stepmother …" No stepmother! The stepmothers are all old witches! "

Feng Tuantuan was completely immersed in the understanding of her fairy tales.

"Pah pah! My mommy doesn\'t want to be your daughter\'s stepmother!" She has me as her own son! You look like an old witch to me! "

Seeing Lan Youyou \'pui\' his own mother, the 5 year old little friend Linnuo was unhappy and immediately raised his mouth. Of course he didn\'t want his mother to be a stepmother.

If this ruckus continued, the next round of the world war would begin.

"Nanny An, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and go upstairs to clean up the master bedroom."

Feng Lixin urged Nanny An, who was still standing at his original position, to go upstairs. In terms of emotions, the master bedroom on the second floor should belong to Xueluo and her son.

Besides, there was also a master bedroom on the third floor. Since she, Lan Youyou had occupied the master bedroom on the second floor, it was obvious what her intentions were.

"No need!"

This time, the one who stopped was Feng Xinglang.

"For the past five years, the master bedroom on the second floor has always been Youyou\'s. "She\'s already used to living here. Changing it back and forth is really troublesome."

As Feng Xinglang\'s words came out, Lan Youyou\'s beautiful face immediately overflowed with arrogance.

It was like a favorite concubine in the palace. He did not place her, Lin Xueluo, the actual Queen in his eyes at all.

To be more precise, she, Lin Xueluo, was just a lowly sinful concubine who had been beaten into the cold palace and lived to the point of being a slave despite her title as the empress! And from the beginning, she didn\'t even know that she was the real \'Queen\', who had requested certificates from the Emperor! A prince whom he thought he had married only with a handicap... What a lousy court play!

Now that he thought about it, if only he was the one who married Feng Lixin back then!

But thinking about it, it was not like that! If Feng Lixin never forgot about her, then she would definitely tangle with him.

Well, it was a long way to go.

But what did Feng Xinglang mean by that?

That was her marriage to him! Even if she was the genuine one, and the one that was disregarded, the Queen could come back at any time and she would not have the qualifications to argue with Lan Youyou?

Since he didn\'t have the qualifications, he didn\'t need to bring trouble upon himself. She, Lin Xueluo, didn\'t care where she slept or where she slept.

She had already thought about it: If I really can\'t leave tonight, then I will sleep on the floor in Nanny An\'s room.

Back then, when they were in Feng Family, she had squeezed into a small room with him as well.

However, Xueluo really wanted to know how he, Feng Xinglang, would arrange his son\'s affairs.

"Xueluo, you and your son should suffer a little tonight. You can sleep with me in the guest room downstairs. After Qibei Mountain City\'s villa is renovated, our family will move in. "

Feng Xinglang said warmly as he reached out to caress his son\'s head.

The latter half of Feng Xinglang\'s words had really made Lan Youyou quieten down: What did this man just say? Their family of three? Then what about her, Lan Youyou? And what about me and his daughter?

Xueluo thought that he would ridicule the mother and son pair, who were not worthy enough to stay in the master bedroom on the second floor, together with Lan Youyou. However, he did not expect that this man had other plans.

Move them out of the Feng Family? Xueluo\'s heart inexplicably palpitated.

Alright, Lin Xueluo, you\'re starting to have feelings again, aren\'t you?

"Xinglang, you … Are you sure you want to move out? "

Feng Lixin\'s expression became sad, and his words were filled with reluctance. The two brothers had lived under the same roof for nearly thirty years, yet they suddenly wanted to separate from each other. Feng Lixin found it hard to accept.

"Even Little Bundle is going to move out with Little Papa! I want to live with my little big brother! "

Little Princess Feng did not know about the war of words between the adults. She only wanted to have a playmate of a similar age to her to play with her every day.

"Feng Tuantuan, do you still have any shame? You papa Feng Xinglang doesn\'t even want you anymore! He only wanted his son! I don\'t need a daughter like you! "

With no way to vent his anger, Lan Youyou could only shout at his own daughter.

"Wow..."

Since she was young, she had almost never suffered any grievances before, so she immediately started to wail and cry loudly.

"What are you crying for? If you keep on crying, I\'ll kill you! "

Of course, Lan Youyou couldn\'t bear to beat up his own daughter, he had only pretended to scare the little thing, so as to achieve the effect of stimulating Feng Xinglang.

But how would she know that the person she truly provoked was Feng Lixin!

"Lan Youyou, are you crazy?"

Feng Lixin immediately carried his daughter Feng Tuantuan into his embrace, leaving the nearly hysterical Lan Youyou.

Although Feng Xinglang\'s heart ached for Feng Tuantuan who was purposely scolded and crying, but at this moment, he chose to remain silent as gold. He ignored the sharp cries.

"Come, my own son, and eat a piece of Eastern Slope. "Dad has already bitten off the fat for you …"

Feng Xinglang copied his son\'s tone and brought a piece of East Slope Meat that had lost all its fat into his son\'s bowl.

In that moment, Xueluo suddenly lost the urge to bicker with Lan Youyou. On the contrary, Feng Tuantuan\'s hoarse wails hurt her heart.

Alright, he had done it again!

Unexpectedly, even after Xueluo had taken his son Linnuo to the guest room downstairs to wash himself and sleep, he did not notice that Feng Xinglang had come to \'harass\' him.

Relying on it!

She spoke as if she was looking forward to that slut coming to harass them!