Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already the morning of the next day.

He was the only person in the luxurious suite.

He could no longer remember who helped him into the room and washed off the stench of vomit.

Perhaps the only conscious thing was that he seemed to have been licked by a dog.

At the head of the bed lay the clothes that had been washed and dried. At the top was a box of imported stomach pills.

Feng Xinglang was familiar with this box of imported stomach medicine. It was a stomach medicine that was often kept in the Feng Family. He hadn\'t eaten it in months.

There were some in the Night Villa, was it just a coincidence?

Half an hour later, Feng Xinglang who had cleaned up walked out from the luxurious suite at the top floor of Night Villa.

Basong was still waiting in the car park. He didn\'t come back last night, so he stayed here.

But at around two or three in the morning, he saw Yan Bang driving downstairs.

"President Feng."

Basong immediately went forward and opened the car door for Feng Xinglang.

Knowing that they were going to drink together, Feng Xinglang brought Basong along.

"President Feng, are you going back to the Feng Family? Or straight to the GK? "

Since it was already time, Madam must have already sent Young Master Nuonuo to the kindergarten, and she herself had to go to school.

"Return to Feng Family."

Feng Xinglang hugged onto the leather chair in the back row as he closed his eyes to rest.

His stomach was much better now that the women had taken care of it. He hadn\'t had any pain from drinking it last night, but it wasn\'t too good either.

How strong must he be to think of allying with Third Elder Mo to have a drink with Yan Bang?

By the time they rushed back to Feng Family, it was already almost 9 o\'clock.

Everything in Feng Family was normal: the ones that needed to go to school, the ones that needed to work, the ones that needed to buy vegetables, had left.

Butler Mo was in the courtyard repairing his scissors.

When he saw Second Young Master Feng Xinglang return, he immediately put down what he was doing and went forward to welcome him.

"Nuonuo went to school?"

Glancing in the direction of the garage, Feng Xinglang massaged his aching temples.

"He went long ago. Before he left, he said that he was going to wait for \'bastard\'s father\' to personally come back to send him off. "

Butler Mo reported to Feng Xinglang truthfully.

Then he asked, "Second Young Master, have you had breakfast? There are even pastries made by the Nanny An in the kitchen. "

"I\'m not eating anymore, let\'s go to the company."

Just as Feng Xinglang was about to turn around and leave, he was stopped by a call from the Butler Mo.

"Second Young Master, Old Mo has a few words that I want to tell you. I won\'t take up much of your time. "

Feng Xinglang paused for a moment, then turned and swept his gaze across Butler Mo. Noticing the Butler Mo\'s serious expression, he nodded slightly.

In the study room, the Butler Mo quickly warmed some milk and pastries for.

"Second Young Master, although it is unavoidable for people to socialize with you, your body is still your own. It is also the body of the young master and Mrs. Xueluo.

Butler Mo\'s opening remark made Feng Xinglang frown. He drank a mouthful of milk and asked indifferently: "Madam is complaining about me?"

"Mrs. Xueluo is kind, she cares about your health!"

Butler Mo slightly raised his breath, "Last night, Madam received a phone call saying that you drank too much, causing your stomach to ache, so he hurriedly took out the stomach medicine to send it to you. Fortunately, I stopped his!"

"You sent the stomach medicine?"

Feng Xinglang put down the milk cup in his hand and asked.

"Fortunately, this was sent by me. If you ask your wife to send it over, how could she endure Mr. Yan\'s angry roar! "

Some words had already reached the point where they had no choice but to speak. It was a precaution.

For the peace and harmony of the Second Young Master\'s family, he had to increase their reputation and prospects. Butler Mo naturally wished for Feng Family to be well.

Butler Mo\'s words caused Feng Xinglang to sink his eyebrows. It was as if he had sensed what had happened last night.

"Who called my wife to say I had a stomachache?" he asked.

"I\'ve already told you about Basong. He was thinking for your health, too. "

Butler Mo was clear: with Second Young Master\'s wisdom and foresight, he would naturally guess that it was Basong. Therefore, he spoke a few words of fairness for Basong. In fact, from Butler Mo\'s point of view, this phone call was the right one! However, the method wasn\'t too good.

Feng Xinglang was quiet for a few seconds, then said, "You went to deliver the stomach medicine, did Yan Bang anger you?"

"Um …" Mr. Yan probably drank too much too. When he heard that I wanted to bring you back to Feng Family, he seemed to be especially angry. "

Feng Xinglang frowned once again, "He\'s just a lunatic. He knows how to act crazy from drinking too much, don\'t lower yourself to his level!"

"How would I dare!"

The Butler Mo smiled and said each and every word carefully, "It\'s just that Madam feels sorry for your body. Worried about your stomach. "

"What did Madame say?"

Feng Xinglang took a sip of the milk and asked.

"Madame did not say anything. When I heard that your stomach hurt again, I really wanted to rush to Night Villa to deliver the stomach medicine for you. I blame you for not taking care of your body. "

The Butler Mo said in a gentle voice.

Feng Xinglang was silent for a moment, "Yan Bang didn\'t hurt you, right?"

"No. Mr. Yan drank too much, but his voice was too loud.

Butler Mo replied with a smile.

Feng Xinglang did not reply.

He stood up and lightly patted Butler Mo\'s shoulder, "I\'ll pick Nuonuo up from school this afternoon. and pick up the wife. "

"Alright, alright."

Butler Mo agreed immediately.

He knew that the Second Young Master was a smart person, and he would naturally know what some things he did not need to know.

On the way to the GK, Feng Xinglang remained silent.

Basong was unable to read Feng Xinglang\'s obvious emotions, he only felt that this Feng Xinglang seemed to be filled with haze.

Actually, when Old Mo called Feng Xinglang into his study, Basong was very nervous. He realized that the Old Mo would complain.

But throughout the journey, Feng Xinglang had not scolded him! Did the Old Mo not complain to him?

So what if he complained? His wife had indeed warned him: Stop letting the Second Young Master drink.

If you drink too much, you will have a stomachache. Basong had only found a better excuse.

"Basong, when Old Mo went to deliver the stomach medicine to me last night, did Yan Bang hit too hard?"

Feng Xinglang did not mention who called his wife, Lin Xueluo.

"For Old Mo, that push was pretty heavy! It almost took old man Mo\'s life! I was the one who helped him downstairs! "

Basong started to exaggerate.

"What did Old Mo say? made Yan Bang so angry. "

Feng Xinglang continued to ask without batting an eyelid.

"Just say that I want to feed you medicine." She even said that her wife was worried about him and wanted to bring him back to Feng Family to rest … But Yan Bang doesn\'t want to! "

Basong added on with a vengeful tone, "Say that tonight you belong to him! Let the Old Mo feel cold on one side! "

Yan Bang had indeed said these words before; but Yan Bang had said them for Basong to hear.

Feng Xinglang\'s handsome face was so cold that a layer of frost could be seen on it.

After around ten minutes, a sentence came out of Feng Xinglang\'s mouth, "If you dare talk to your wife too much in the future, don\'t even think about it!"

"Also, if I, Feng Xinglang, want your life, then no one in this world can protect you! You\'d better believe that! "

Feng Xinglang\'s gloomy words made Basong feel a chill.

Be it Yan Bang or Cong Gang, they would not offend and disobey Feng Xinglang just for a small fry like him!

Afternoon.

In the indoor sports stadium of Shenjia, there was a general meeting of the employment movement.

In the situation of employment is not optimistic, the entire stadium is almost full of seats. Some of them were graduating in their third year, while others were joining in on the fun.

Just as they finished lunch in the academy\'s cafeteria, Xueluo and her classmates came to the stadium to take their seats.

The middle area was almost full, with Xueluo and the others could only squeeze into the corner.

"With the severe employment situation in recent years, everyone is particularly concerned about the employment situation of university students this year. According to the latest information from the Ministry of Education, the number of university graduates this year has surpassed last year\'s 7.49 million, and the number of university graduates has reached a record high. It can be said to be a more difficult employment season in history …"

"Candidates still have some similar complex emotions: eagerness, weariness, anticipation mixed with anxiety."

"With the employment situation of university students getting more and more serious, more and more university students have chosen the path of starting a business."

Xueluo was listening intently, she did not notice that there was someone squeezing towards her.

Only when the strong arm wrapped around her waist did she turn her head in panic to look for the owner of this lowly hand.

"Feng Xinglang? "Why are you here?"

Xueluo gasped in surprise and lowered her voice. Finding her in such a crowded stadium was like finding a needle in a haystack.

"Surprise?"

The man smiled flirtatiously.

Xueluo rolled her eyes at the man\'s resentment and continued to silently listen to her lecture.

"Not good again …" You didn\'t call your husband for a whole day? "

The man leaned over and sucked Xueluo\'s earlobes.

Xueluo instantly trembled.

"So sensitive? Wife, you\'re too cute! "

"Feng Xinglang, in front of all these people, do you really want a little face?"

Xueluo secretly looked around, and berated in a low voice.

"As long as I can make my wife happy, what about my face … It doesn\'t matter. "

Feng Xinglang used his force to grab his, causing his to be pulled into his embrace, "Say, you love your husband! Otherwise, I\'ll kiss you! "

"..."

Xueluo stared angrily, "Feng Xinglang, do you have any shame?"

Feng Xinglang moved closer, and lightly pecked at Xueluo\'s cheek, "Hurry up and say that you love me! Unless you want me to kiss you fiercely! "

Xueluo was speechless. Why is this man\'s face thicker than a city wall?

"Feng Xinglang, please, you are shameless, I don\'t even have any face left!"

Xueluo wanted to get up and escape, but the man\'s arm was powerful, she could not escape.

"Then be a good boy and say you love me!"

The man\'s eyes rippled with the light of emotion, like a deep and mysterious ocean of rippling light.

"I... I love you. "

Xueluo really couldn\'t afford to lose face, she could only submit to a man.

"Darling, I love you too!"

As the man\'s words fell, Xueluo\'s brain was immediately suppressed by his large palm, and he moved closer to him; the man\'s lips fiercely kissed towards him. inch by inch, he looted the sweet taste of Xueluo into his own mouth …

Xueluo\'s red lips were tightly entangled by the man and she was unable to break free from his grasp. She was anxious and angry at the same time, and a glimmer appeared in her eyes.

After a deep and emotional kiss, Xueluo\'s lips were sucked by the man to the point that her lips were as tender and beautiful as morning flowers.

"My masterpiece. So beautiful. "