Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

In the sickroom, Feng Xinglang tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

An indescribable feeling of dryness assaulted him. He simply half sat up, but when he exerted strength, he let out a stuffy groan of pain.

The wound on his ribs was so painful that he sucked in a breath of cold air.

It felt like his ribs were hurting because of the woman called Lin Xueluo.

Legend has it that God doted too much on Adam and hypnotized him with hypnosis. He molded the seventh rib into the shape of a woman, blew it with immortal energy, and made it into Eve!

Could it be that Lin Xueluo, that woman, had become his own broken ribs?

She was in pain, so his ribs hurt too?

Inconceivable imagination!

"It hurts again?"

Cong Gang asked in a low voice from the attendant.

He had long felt Feng Xinglang\'s tossing and turning about, and knew why Feng Xinglang was so agitated, hence he had kept quiet and did not pay attention to him.

"Cong Gang, how do you think that venomous fish from the Hetun is going to deal with me?"

Feng Xinglang randomly picked a topic to talk about. Actually, Feng Xinglang was still able to endure the slight pain on his ribs. However, this inexplicable thirst in his heart made him unable to sleep soundly. He felt that there was something weighing down on his heart.

Upon closer inspection, it was the blurry, blood-stained face of a woman.

"Didn\'t I already tell you? He will make you choose the questions!" A choice that hurts so much that you want to die! "

Cong Gang got up and walked over, then pulled off the duvet that Feng Xinglang was wrapped in, and checked the wound on his ribs.

"Didn\'t I already make my choice? Give up that stupid woman Lin Xueluo, and you\'ll be able to exchange her for my brother\'s safety! "

"Ah... "Scram!"

Feng Xinglang\'s previous words had not even finished, she was already crying out in pain. Because Cong Gang had actually pressed down hard on his injured ribs.

Lifting his leg, Feng Xinglang instinctively gave Cong Gang a fierce kick.

Anticipating that Feng Xinglang would resist, Cong Gang sidestepped that ruthless kick.

"Do you know if it hurts? The benefits of the Hetun just showed up on your body! "

Cong Gang let out a long sigh, "Don\'t worry, he will still make a big move, and will make you hurt a hundred times more than you are right now! to make you wish you were dead! "

"What else can he do? My brother is now in Bai\'s mansion, and since he dares to attack, Old Chu will have an excuse to invite him to the yamen for a meal in jail! "

Feng Xinglang scoffed.

"The Hetun\'s venom is pervasive! Do you think he\'s stupid enough to go against the yamen? He can\'t enter the Bai\'s mansion, but he can ask your brother to come out! "

Cong Gang helped Feng Xinglang fix the wound and sprinkled some medicine that was half anesthetized to help him sleep.

"You want my brother to come out of Bai\'s mansion? Do you think that is possible? "

Feng Xinglang scoffed, "If my brother can really walk out of Bai\'s mansion by himself, then that would really be a pleasant surprise to me!"

"What if Hetun uses his only beloved grandson to threaten Gentleman Bai to let him go?" Cong Gang asked.

Feng Xinglang was silent.

Before he ate, he had already called Bai Mo: Let Bai Mo either die in Night Villa and not go out; or else retract himself back to Bai\'s mansion and become a filial grandson that was filial for a few days; or hide in Yan Bang\'s Yulong City and enjoy life …

Although he said that, with Bai Mo\'s personality, who only knew how to insert a feather into a feather and think that he could fly, it was really difficult to make him stay in a place for a few days as a beautiful man.

"But with the Gentleman Bai\'s personality, he shouldn\'t be willing to use my brother to exchange for his grandson\'s …"

Feng Xinglang said indifferently. Gentleman Bai was a person who had roamed the martial arts world for dozens of years.

"Selfish!"

Cong Gang threw a word at Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang looked at Cong Gang coldly.

"In the eyes of the Gentleman Bai, your brother is just a guest, but Bai Mo\'s life is! Is it even comparable? "

He clearly knew that Feng Xinglang\'s IQ could understand the stakes involved, but he was adamant about not showing any mercy.

"Of course, for your brother to come out of Bai\'s mansion, there is no need to use Bai Mo to threaten Gentleman Bai! Actually, this move is not wise, Hetun should have even more sinister techniques! " Cong Gang added.

"A more sinister move?" Tell me about it! "

Since he was unable to sleep, he might as well listen to Cong Gang\'s analysis on the Hetun\'s conduct and behavior.

"I didn\'t expect this!" Cong Gang said indifferently.

"..."

Feng Xinglang looked at Cong Gang coldly again.

When the anesthetic effect of the sleep aid appeared, half an hour later, Feng Xinglang was fast asleep.

Cong Gang turned off the light, and just stood there in the darkness, quietly looking at Feng Xinglang\'s sleeping face.

Just like a baby bird, once it opened its eyes, it would treat the first thing it saw as its mother.

And the first person Cong Gang, who had made a trip to hell, saw the first thing he saw was Feng Xinglang!

Yan Bang had come in the early morning light.

He searched almost the entire Shen City.

In the end, he found Feng Xinglang at the \'most dangerous place, is the safest place\' that someone mentioned - the Feng Family.

"Hello, Mr. Yan."

It was the Nanny An who opened the door for Yan Bang.

"Where\'s Feng Xinglang?"

Yan Bang asked. It carried with it the fatigue of a night of suffering.

"Second Young Master is asleep in the treatment room upstairs. I\'ll get it for you. "

"No need! I\'ll go upstairs and find him myself. "

Yan Bang belonged to the strong type of body. His body was covered with the chestnut tendons similar to those of a bodybuilder.

As a result, his footsteps were not very light.

Cong Gang who was in the treatment room vigilantly leapt up, and after seeing that the person who walked in was Yan Bang through the Rotating Cat\'s Eye, he glanced back at Feng Xinglang who was soundly asleep, then quietly went into the washroom.

Yan Bang wasn\'t in any danger to Feng Xinglang!

The two of them and Bai Mo were so lucky that they could wear the same pants and play the same woman.

The door to the infirmary was unlocked. There was no need to lock the door!

Yan Bang strode into the treatment room, as though he was in the lead, and was a little anxious.

But when he saw Feng Xinglang who was fast asleep on the therapy room, his tense expression finally eased up.

He walked towards Feng Xinglang and quietly observed his sleeping appearance for a while. Then, he curled his index finger and took the opportunity to scratch Feng Xinglang\'s nose.

He was sleeping soundly!

Yan Bang took off his cashmere windbreaker and sat on the side of the medical treatment room.

Then, he quietly looked at Feng Xinglang who was in a deep slumber for a while, as though he could no longer endure, and used his finger to rub against Feng Xinglang\'s thin, water-like lips.

His lips were warm and clean.

"Why are you here?"

There was a sound of dissatisfaction.

Feng Xinglang finally opened his sleepy eyes. He only glanced at Yan Bang briefly, then turned his body and closed his eyes to rest.

Actually, when Yan Bang stepped into the corridor on the second floor, Feng Xinglang had sensed something.

The only person who could leisurely earn twenty to eighty thousand like him, was Yan Bang! The executioner of Shen City!