MTL - Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me-Chapter 30 Be your matchmaker for your husband

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In fact, a careful analysis is quite scientific.

First of all, Feng Xinglang does have a good skin. He has a strong physique and an upright figure; he is handsome and gold, and he is shrouded in a mysterious coat of Shencheng's new wealthy chaebol.

Except for not respecting her sister-in-law, he really didn't see any obvious shortcomings. Such a man is undoubtedly attracting the attention of ladies. Therefore, Feng Xinglang was so popular and scrambled in front of the Xia Jiaqianjin that it was no surprise.

But it's not to the point where the Xia family can compete for three thousand gold.

"Aunt, I'm going back." Xue Luo greeted.

"Xue Luo, don't hurry. Aunt Yan has made your favorite sweet potato cake, and you can eat a few before going back." Aunt Wen Meijuan's rare enthusiasm.

On weekdays, Wen Meijuan has always been cold and warm, and her enthusiasm for cold and cold has made Xue Luo somewhat flattered. She stayed.

In the study, Wen Meijuan was holding a small potato cake for Xue Luo, and she was pouring cold juice. At this moment, Xue Luo was moved by being treated as her own daughter. However, she was stopped by a request from her aunt.

"Snow is falling, you should also see it. You fancy sister Qin Fang's second master Feng Xinglang! You know, you're so proud of Sister Qin that you have never been able to see which one Rich and wealthy son. But this time, she really loved Feng Jia Er Shao Feng Xing Lang. "

The snow fell slightly on his lips. It seems that Feng Xinglang really sells well in the mind of Xia Jiaqianjin.

"You are Feng Lixin's wife now, which is Feng Xinglang's sister-in-law. You and Yiqin have been so good since childhood. It will not be a good thing to be a prostitute in the future! Therefore, you must Help you sister Yi Qin. I mentioned Yi Qin in front of Feng Xinglang, and said good things for Yi Qin. "

Xue Luo finally heard: Aunt Wen Meijuan asked her to be a matchmaker for Xia Yiqin and Feng Xinglang.

"Oh ... aunt, Feng Xinglang has a bad character, and I'm worried that Sister Yiqin will suffer." Xue Luo said gently.

To be honest, a man who is even thin with his own sister-in-law must not be better off. The thought of that man had invaded himself with his fingers, Xue Luo's teeth tickled. It was just that the family was ugly, and she was ashamed to mention it to anyone. Also to protect her husband's face. I just hope that Feng Xinglang can stand on the cliff and stop doing any bad incidents that hurt his brother.

"This man isn't bad, women don't love it! Besides, Feng Xinglang can become Shen Cheng's new wealthy chaebol, and he must have his superiority. The evil spirits are right, how can it be honest and honest!" Wen Meijuan dismissed it .

Aunt Wen Meijuan, is this in praise of the man? Poor conduct, how can we cover it with the phrase "man is not bad, woman is not loved"?

The snow fell silent.

"By the way Xue Xue, what kind of woman does Feng Xinglang like? Is it a gentle and elegant lady like Yi Qin? Or is it hot and beautiful? With Feng Xinglang's taste, he should like Yi Qin like my home Such a woman is right. "Wen Meijuan asked cheerfully.

"That ... I don't really know. Feng Xinglang ... he rarely goes home. He just goes to the medical room to see his elder brother. I really don't know what type of woman he likes. . "Xue said truthfully.

"Oh, it is so." Wen Meijuan regretted, "Then what do he like to eat on weekdays, do you always know?"

Xueluo clearly realized that if she didn't say anything today, her aunt Wen Meijuan would continue to ask questions forever.

"He likes pasta and steaks, and mangoes. I see domestic servants doing this for him often."

"You wait." Wen Meijuan exaggeratedly picked up the paper and pen from the desk, and actually wrote down the words Xue Xue just said.

Although Wen Meijuan is not cold or warm to herself on a weekday, she seems to be a great mother at this moment. For my daughter to marry a good family, it broke my heart.

That verifies the sentence: A child with a mother is a treasure!

***

Big top office of the president. The sun seemed exceptionally bright.

But the people inside seemed to hate such vitality. The mood determines the mood.

"Why is my brother's condition so serious? It is so bad that it almost depends on the ventilator to sustain his life? You dare to hide it?" Feng Xinglang froze with a thousand-year-old cold face, "If it were me What happened to my brother? I want your family, young and old, to be buried for him! "

Dr. Jin trembled slightly. He believed that Feng Xinglang, who had been devoured by hatred, could do it.

"Master II, I also hope that Master Master can recover soon. However, a person who even gives up on his own instinct to survive is not a medicine that can save him." Dr. Jin said profoundly.

"What do you mean? How could my brother have no sense of survival?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly.

Dr. Jin shook his head sadly and sighed, "Since the younger master learned of Miss Lan Youyou's death, the whole person has been decadent! He is not actively seeking medical treatment, but only allows me to treat conservatively every day."

"A woman can make him so depressed? Isn't my brother worth living for me?" Feng Xinglang snapped.

"It's two different feelings. It's like that sentence: Ask what is love in the world, and teach life and death to each other! Presumably the young master wants to follow Miss Lan Youyou."

The undulating chest almost came through. A well-crafted suit outlines his perfectly fit physique.

Feng Xinglang hissed a deep-striped tie and hissed and asked, "Tell me the actual condition of my brother. If you dare to hide it, you will never want to see your family again!"

"If it is only conservative treatment, your brother will not survive for three months."

There was a loud noise, and the dark-colored decorations were hit on the marble floor by Feng Xinglang's brain.

Xue Luo returned to Feng's home early, preparing An Feng's dinner with An Ying.

Worried that Feng Lixin would get tired of eating liquid food, Xue Luo made him some sticky fruit and vegetable porridge.

Xue Luo just brought the fruit and vegetable porridge out of the kitchen, and with a snoring, the double doors of Fengjia Villa were savagely opened.

Then, a lot of people came in. Xueluo recognized that two of them in uniform should be forensics. There were more than ten people in their party, and they blocked the living room stiffly.

"Who are you? How can you break into a private house?" Xuelui asked sharply, realizing they were not good at coming.

"Who are you again? The new babysitter? Let's go aside." The middle-aged man walking in front was called Feng Yiming, the uncle of the two brothers Lifeng Li. He has been holding on to the inheritance of the Feng Group.

"I'm Feng Lixin's wife, Lin Xueluo!" Xueluo said humblely, "My husband is in a hug and can't stand you! Please come back! Otherwise I'll call the police!"