Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

"What do I mean? "Hahahaha..."

Seeing Xueluo\'s startled expression, Lan Youyou laughed until her branches trembled.

"Lin Xueluo, you pitiful bug, don\'t tell me you are still in the dark? Let me tell you this: Feng Xinglang already knew that there would be an ambush on the way to Bai\'s mansion, so he let you and the little bitch in your stomach lead the way, to lead my foster father away! "

"After you two have cleaned up the path to Bai\'s mansion, Feng Xinglang allowed his big brother Feng Lixin to follow closely behind."

"To put it succinctly, you and that little bastard in your stomach were thrown by Feng Xinglang to my foster father to be Feng Lixin\'s scapegoat!"

"Just thinking about it makes me pity him: one is his wife, the other is his own flesh and blood... "Hahahaha!"

It was as if at that moment, Lan Youyou was happier than if he had used his blade to dig out the rotten meat from Lin Xueluo\'s stomach!

Amidst Lan Youyou\'s mocking laughter, Xueluo\'s heartbeat seemed to slow down by half a beat.

It was as if she had been thrown into a bottomless pit of ice, so cold that she couldn\'t even catch her breath.

Xueluo could understand the deep affection Feng Xinglang had for his big brother Feng Lixin.

But she really couldn\'t accept Feng Xinglang pushing the mother and son pair to the Hetun as bait.

She could just take the little girl with her and leave, rolling far away! But how could he regard their lives as worthless?

The child in his stomach was Feng Xinglang\'s flesh and blood!

He couldn\'t bear to part with his elder brother, so how could he bear to part with his own child?

What kind of biological father was this?

Had Feng Xinglang cared about the feelings of the mother and son before?

One was his wife, the other was his child …

How could he do this to them?

He could sacrifice anything for his big brother Feng Lixin, and even give up his own life!

She understood him!

She could even take care of his big brother Feng Lixin for him for the rest of his life!

But why couldn\'t he, Feng Xinglang, just let them go?

One corpse, two lives!

In Feng Xinglang\'s eyes, was it really so insignificant?

Xueluo couldn\'t cry, and didn\'t know why. Therefore, she was laughing! Accompanied by Lan Youyou, they laughed together.

Xueluo\'s smile was somewhat sinister: Half of his face was dyed with blood. His disheveled appearance looked somewhat terrifying.

"Lin Xueluo, you are only suffering from such grievance, are you?"

Lan Youyou sneered, "There\'s something more painful waiting for you!"

She wiggled the dagger in her hand and wiped it with the flank of her finger.

"Lin Xueluo, when I dug out that piece of rotten meat from your stomach, do you think that bastard was still alive?"

Lan Youyou grasped his dagger tightly, and approached Xueluo, "I haven\'t seen what a three-month-old fetus looks like before!"

"No …" No! You can\'t do this! It\'s innocent! "

Xueluo anxiously used both hands to hold his stomach as he retreated, all the way to the wall, he had nowhere to retreat to.

"It\'s innocent? What about me? Am I not innocent? "

Lan Youyou picked up his own sleeve, "Look at the scar on my wrist, I cut it myself! I knelt in front of my foster father for three days and three nights, and only then did he agree to keep Feng Xinglang\'s life … "

"Your child is innocent, can the sacrifice I made be in vain?"

Lan Youyou shouted with all his might.

"Lan Youyou, each debt has its own master! It was Feng Xinglang who let you down, go and settle the score with him! What did you do to us weak mother and son? "

Xueluo refuted. She did not want to anger her, but at that moment, Lan Youyou seemed to be on the verge of losing control.

"You\'re going to die yet you still dare to talk back? Take your bastards and go to hell with you! "

Lan Youyou waved the dagger in his hand fiercely towards Xueluo, wanting to kill him.

Xueluo screamed in shock, instinctively using the folding chair to block the sharp dagger that Lan Youyou was about to slash at her.

Xueluo was tenacious! She would not give up on protecting the child in her womb until the very last moment!

This was the greatness of motherly love!

As long as she, Lin Xueluo, still had a breath of life, she would never give up on her child\'s life!

His own father could have treated his life as grass or even as bait; but she, his mother, could not! Never!

The sharp dagger cut into Xueluo\'s arm, she seemed to have forgotten what it meant by pain, and continued to raise her folding chair to fight against Lan Youyou.

Lan Youyou had learned how to defend himself. When Xueluo was at his wit\'s end, he was even more familiar with it.

The folding chair in Xueluo\'s hand was flung off by Lan Youyou. The dagger was raised above Lan Youyou\'s head once again, and fiercely slashed at his abdomen …

A black shadow flashed over and grabbed the dagger that Lan Youyou had raised up.

It was Xing San. the third foster son.

"Third Brother Xing, are you courting death?" Hurry and die! " Lan Youyou roared angrily.

"The one seeking death is you!"

Xing San coldly snorted, "Lin Xueluo is someone that foster father wants! She must be alive before her godfather could execute her! "I want her to die. You and I won\'t be able to bear the consequences!"

"You coward! Die! If godfather blames me, I\'ll bear the blame myself! "

The Lan Youyou who had lost control was undoubtedly unreasonable. All she wanted was Lin Xueluo\'s life.

"I\'m afraid you won\'t be able to bear it when the time comes! You won\'t even have the power to die! "

Clang clang, Xing San shook off the dagger in Lan Youyou\'s hand.

The moment Lan Youyou was dragged out of the door by Xing San, he collapsed onto the ground like soft mud.

It was almost as if he had died once!

Honey, are you okay? I\'m sorry I scared you!

Xueluo instinctively protected her abdomen as tears uncontrollably rolled down her face.

It was not because of Lan Youyou\'s brutal treatment just now, but because of that man\'s cold and disdainful treatment of her and her.

Her own husband, the father of her child, was still able to treat them and their children so cruelly. What did the brutality of others matter?

Outside the door, Lan Youyou shook off Xing San\'s pincers.

"Third brother Xing, you\'re going to die. How dare you interfere with this old lady\'s business?"

"Lin Xueluo, you can\'t move for the time being! You have to wait until your foster father finishes dealing with her. If you want to kill her or cut her into pieces, I don\'t care! "

In fact, Xing San had blocked Lan Youyou\'s path just now, which was equivalent to saving her life!

"What is your foster father going to do with her?"

"Foster father wants Feng Xinglang to make a choice between Lin Xueluo and himself!"

It seems that Cong Gang had guessed it right: the Hetun is an old poisonous fish, he really likes to be chosen by others.

"Is there still a need to choose, Feng Xinglang will definitely choose his older brother Feng Lixin!"

"What if it\'s with the child in Lin Xueluo\'s womb?"

Lan Youyou was silent.

This also helped Feng Xinglang to understand one thing: Feng Xinglang did not know that the white lotus Lin Xueluo made was pregnant!

Just then, Lan Youyou\'s phone started to ring.

The phone call was actually from Feng Xinglang.