Chapter 40 I Worship Money! Love Money!

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Do you still think he is a brother-in-law? Feng Xinglang's brows raised slightly, and he thought it was very interesting, but he seemed to feel a little bit sour, he wanted to feel dry but couldn't express it, and felt depressed.

Thinking back to applying for marriage in Feng Xingxin's name back then, I wondered if there would be no normal woman willing to marry into the Feng family. But he didn't expect Lin Xueluo, a seemingly normal woman, to do such an abnormal behavior.

"Tell me about your purpose of marrying into the Feng family? Don't say it so high-sounding, I just want to hear the truth."

Feng Xinglang's questioning tone was not like a questioning one, at least Xueluo couldn't accept his attitude. After all, in Xueluo's opinion, no one could care more about and protect his elder brother Feng Lixin's body and status than Feng Xinglang.

"Picture money! I worship money! I love money!" Since she is not allowed to say it in a high-sounding way, then say it in a cowardly and despicable way, maybe this man will believe it.

Maybe even Xueluo himself finds it hard to believe: she married into Feng's family just to understand uncle Xia Zhengyang's urgent needs, and to repay his kindness for nurturing him, if he can't get close to Feng Lixin, then take good care of his food Daily life, fulfilling her duties and responsibilities as a wife, that's all. As for Feng Lixin's money, what does it have to do with Lin Xueluo? She has hands and feet and can support herself.

A sentence that sounds like the truth may not necessarily be the truth.

Feng Xinglang glanced at Xueluo with sideways eyes, and said in a slightly cool voice, "Don't worry, I will satisfy your preferences in this regard."

"..." The man's words made Xueluo choke slightly. Which aspect of her preferences can be satisfied? Love money hobbies?

He thought that Feng Xinglang would humiliate and ridicule her wantonly, but he didn't. He even said that he wanted to satisfy her preferences? It seems that he is very warm-hearted for his elder brother Feng Lixin.

"Does your back hurt?" Feng Xinglang asked softly. Light and leisurely, with a trace of vitality.

The wind of the conversation jumped abruptly, Xueluo was still not used to it. Because Feng Xinglang cared too much about his elder brother, Ai Wu and Wu cared about her? But just now he laughed at that his skin was thicker than his, that's why he blocked the scalding pot for him.

Xueluo felt it for a while, but it was still burning hot. She can only hope that she doesn't get blisters, which would be an ugly scar. Everyone has the love of beauty. Who cares if there are no scars left? Maybe leaving a scar would be more suitable for Feng Lixin!

"It doesn't hurt." Xueluo replied lightly. Then fell silent, looking sideways at the galloping scenery outside the window.

The next second, Xueluo felt the back of the seat leaning back, and there was more space on her side. It was Feng Xinglang who was adjusting the backrest for her, so as to avoid her back being too close to the backrest of the seat, because it would hurt.

Xueluo's heart inexplicably warmed up. But the man's next words wiped away her previous touch, leaving only itchy teeth.

"It's best to take off the shirt, it will grind the wound. Scars won't be beautiful." When Feng Xinglang said these words, he was very tender.

Xueluo vigilantly grabbed the shirt on her body with both hands, and glared at Feng Xinglang angrily, with a defensive look of 'you dare'.

The fierce and lovely appearance of the woman made the corners of Feng Xinglang's lips curl up in a nice curve: it's actually quite interesting to tease this woman occasionally. At least at this moment, the mood will not be too depressed.

The Ferrari roared towards Feng's family like an arrow leaving the string. As for the medicine for treating burns, the medicines in ordinary hospitals must not be good. And a woman's back, is it that the group of idlers can look and touch it? If he wanted to come, it should be him, Feng Xinglang, who came in person.

The sports car parked steadily in the courtyard of the Feng family. As soon as Xueluo got out of the car, the man walked over briskly, and without a word, he carried the woman on his shoulders again.

"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Let me go!" Xueluo was ashamed. If a little brother-in-law is carrying her sister-in-law on his shoulders in front of the Feng family, if Feng Lixin sees it, how decent it is. Do you want her to live, Lin Xueluo?

Stepping steadily into the living room, Nanny An greeted her. Xueluo on Feng Xinglang's shoulder became even more embarrassed, and beat him again and again, "Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Let me down quickly! I have feet and can walk!"

But when all this fell into Nanny An's eyes, she had a smile on her face.

Feng Xinglang's upper body was half naked, tall and strong; the petite Xueluo was carried on his shoulders, and she was still wearing Feng Xinglang's shirt. Nanny An didn't know what happened between the young couple. Nanny An was really happy in the way of flirting and scolding that made them so ambiguous. The second young master and the second young mistress are finally developing in the direction of harmony and love!

It's so good! From this point of view, the marriage that the Eldest Young Master hastily arranged for the Second Young Master is quite worthwhile. Xueluo was indeed a rare and good girl.

Struggling to break Feng Xinglang's arms, Xueluo had no choice but to ask Nanny An for help, "Nurse An... Nanny An, help me..."

Nanny An just smiled, as if to say: Madam, if I don't help you, it's the best way to help you. It would be a happy event if you consummated the room with the second young master earlier!

Seeing that Nanny An not only failed to uphold justice for herself, but instead smiled so much as a helper. Xueluo's heart was full of sadness. The Feng family, including Nanny An and Butler Mo, protected Feng Xinglang so much that they had no principle. It was as if Feng Xinglang was allowed to bully her sister-in-law.

Xueluo inevitably regretted it now: If he had known this would end up like this, he shouldn't have acted like a hero and blocked the crock pot for this man. Because he was scalded and scalded to death! Anyway, it wasn't her, Lin Xueluo, who was hurt!

It's all right now, the result of my caring behavior at that time was that this man bullied me even more. It was inevitable that Xueluo felt sad again.

When passing by the medical room on the second floor, Xueluo suddenly yelled loudly, "Lixin...help me...your brother Feng Xinglang is being rude to me again."

Xueluo didn't want to disturb Feng Lixin's recuperation, but just wanted to use this method to intimidate Feng Xinglang to a certain extent, so that he could restrain his behavior.

"Lin Xueluo, why are you calling my brother?" Feng Xinglang sternly reprimanded. I just wanted to apply some burn ointment to her, but this idiot woman actually called her elder brother for help?

"Feng Xinglang, put me down..." Seeing that the yelling had an effect, Feng Xinglang became apprehensive, and Xueluo yelled several times again.

"I'll let you go when the medicine is finished!" Feng Xinglang ignored Lin Xueluo's clamor.

Perhaps in his opinion, this kind of flirting is what the elder brother Feng Lixin is more willing to hear. What a great way to show love!

In the wedding room, there was still a festive atmosphere.

Feng Xinglang was holding scald ointment in his hand, and was confronting Xueluo who was vigilant and clutching his shirt tightly.

"Just apply some medicine to you, don't make it look like I'm going to imprison you." Feng Xinglang said coldly.

"You put it there, I'll wipe it off myself!" Xueluo sounded wary.

"But I want to wipe it off for you!" Feng Xinglang sternly said.