Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

Sure enough, that man still instinctively wanted to protect Lan Youyou: Find the culprit for her, find any possibility of him getting away with it!

Xueluo was laughing until his teeth were trembling.

Sensing that Lin Xueluo\'s reaction was a little intense, Basong slightly frowned: "Did the BOSS\'s words really have an effect?"

Could it be that Lan Youyou was really Feng Xinglang\'s old love? But Lan Youyou was clearly Feng Lixin\'s wife?

Alright, this was not something a close bodyguard like him should consider!

"Madam, please rest well. Don\'t think too much!"

Basong\'s words of consoling Lin Xueluo caused his eyelids to narrow.

What about this Basong? Or did he lack shrewdness? Why was his words filled with the intention to sow discord?

Regarding the possibility of Lan Youyou being convicted of murder, Xing Ba and the others did not tell Lin Xueluo.

Because in their eyes, it didn\'t matter what crime Lan Youyou would end up as! Hetun would never allow the vicious Lan Youyou to stay by Lin Xueluo\'s side again.

To the Hetun, killing Lan Youyou was something that he could do easily. No matter if she, Lan Youyou, was planning it or not, she could not avoid death!

Therefore, Xing Ba and the others did not let Xueluo know about the \'poisoning incident\' that the police had investigated. That would only increase her worries, and then, she would play with Feng Xinglang in a different way!

Lin Xueluo making a ruckus with Feng Xinglang was equivalent to making a ruckus with the Hetun. The result of making a ruckus with the Hetun s was that they, the group of foster son s, would have to live an uneasy life according to the foster father Hetun\'s mood.

Basong\'s words\' Don\'t think too much \'seemed to have already had the opposite effect: it would be difficult for Xueluo to not think too much!

After Basong left, Lin Xueluo\'s entire person had fallen into desolation.

Poison driver, hallucination, looking for mastermind?

That man was working hard to find an excuse for Lan Youyou!

His anger and resentment had transformed into sadness and coldness!

Glancing at Lin Xueluo who was sitting motionlessly on the sickbed, Xing Ba\'s eyes darkened: Is Feng Xinglang really going to think of a way to excuse Lan Youyou?

You really don\'t take your wife seriously?

It didn\'t feel like that at all! The slap yesterday was crisp and loud!

Feng Xinglang wanted to investigate this matter thoroughly, it was understandable, but if he really wanted to exonerate Lan Youyou from this situation, it would be a little too excessive!

Xing Ba did not utter a word to comfort the sad and sad Lin Xueluo.

Perhaps it was that slap on Lin Xueluo\'s face that made him feel that a woman was a terrifying and mischievous creature!

He only needed to protect the safety of Lin Xueluo and her son! As for the rest, let her adjust it herself!

"Xing Ba, I want to see number fourteen. Can you find a wheelchair and push me over to see him? "

Xueluo called out to Xing Ba, who wanted to turn around and leave.

"14 is still unconscious, there\'s nothing much to see!" "Besides, you\'re not allowed to enter the ICU."

Xing Ba tactfully rejected Xueluo\'s request. If he went to see the unconscious Xing Shisi, it would only add to his sadness.

Xueluo was silent. There was a long silence.

She really wanted to go and see the unconscious Xing Shisi, but she felt fear and unease in her heart. She was really afraid that Xing Shisi would become a vegetable like what Xing Ba had said, or become a cripple for life … That would be too cruel!

"Rest well!" My foster father will take care of Lan Youyou cleanly. "

After he consoled himself, Xing Ba left the sickroom. He had probably heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside the ward, getting closer and closer. There should be as many as three or four people. Other than my foster father and Old Tweleve, there should be two more … Stranger.

"Mr. He, is Xueluo\'s injury serious? How could this be? This damnable Lan Youyou, why is he still lingering around like a ghost! "

Yuan Duoduo was worried for Xueluo for the entire night. After learning about it late last night, and she, Gentleman Bai, felt bad for the twins, so no matter what, she did not let Yuan Duoduo come to the hospital last night in the early morning. Moreover, she had Feng Tuantuan to take care of.

Yuan Duoduo, who had sneaked out of the Bai\'s mansion with a servant\'s cart early in the morning, coincidentally met the Hetun downstairs at the hospital.

The reason why the lofty Hetun answered her question, was entirely because of her tall and bulging pregnancy.

Hetun could not help but think: If only his son Feng Xinglang could have a few more children. A fifteen years old was too little and too lonely. So many people couldn\'t get their hands on it.

Seeing that both Hetun and Xing Shi\'er were staring at his stomach, Xing Shi\'er, in particular, simply gave him an incomparably astonished look.

It seemed to be exclaiming: How can Yuan Duoduo\'s stomach grow so big? Wouldn\'t it split open?

Not only Xing Shi\'er, even Xing Ba who had opened the door to the ward to welcome the foster father Hetun was equally shocked.

"I\'m carrying twins, so my stomach is especially big!"

Yuan Duoduo caressed his stomach and casually explained.

"Ah, twins? Was it a boy or a girl? Or is it the birth of a dragon and a phoenix? "

Hetun was suddenly interested in this topic. That envious gaze seemed to want to express: If only Xueluo was also pregnant with a twin, that would be great!

"I still don\'t know what gender is …"

Yuan Duoduo looked at the ward inside, "Mr. He, I will be going in to see Xueluo first."

Behind him, the Hetun muttered to himself with a sigh, "Sigh, if only Xueluo could also be pregnant with a twin, how wonderful that would be! So there\'s no need to fight over fifteen years! "

Xueluo only laughed coldly when he heard Hetun\'s words.

Thinking about how Hetun had once forced her to accept Feng Tuantuan and even made her think of him as her own son, Xueluo felt his heart being twisted in pain.

The Hetun probably wished that his son could sow the seed all over the place and give him eight grandchildren!

"Xueluo, how are you? Let me see, where is the injury? Look at the wounds on your chin and neck.

Yuan Duoduo anxiously looked for the injuries on Xueluo\'s body.

However, Xueluo\'s expression was dark, and he indifferently replied: "Duo Duo, you\'re here."

"Why is this Lan Youyou still lingering? Are you done yet? "

Yuan Duoduo started to curse, "What is Feng Xinglang doing eating? How can you allow a crazy woman to hurt her wife and children time and time again? "

With this, Xueluo fell silent once more. She could not say that her own family was impartial and would think of ways to justify the woman who had murdered her wife. That way, her heart would ache to death!

"Duo Duo, can I trouble your Bai Mo to find a lawyer for me? Better, more experienced lawyers. "

"Good!" I\'ll call Bai Mo right now! "

"No rush …" I\'ll thank you first. "

Xueluo\'s dejection caused Yuan Duoduo to be somewhat puzzled, "Xueluo, what\'s wrong? Did you quarrel with Feng Xinglang? "

Logically speaking, if this wife was injured, shouldn\'t her husband be the one who asked a lawyer to sue her?