Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me Chapter 202

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Chapter 202: Bring Your Suns.h.i.+ne

A gift of 200 million! He really was worth a lot of money!

Xueluo really did not think that his uncle Xia Zhengyang would ask for the gift of two hundred million from the Feng Family. As the demon man had said, he was more expensive than gold!

The key was that before her uncle Xia Zhengyang could divide the gifts among two, he had actually taken all of the money!

Xueluo did not want to take the Feng Family's driver Xiao Qian's car, but he turned around and thought: "Aren't I in need of money right now?" Going back to school on a bus would cost money! Little money was also money, while ants were also meat. A little less is a little more! He still had to raise a child!

Thus, Xueluo sat in the Mercedes-Benz. At least, for this moment, she, Lin Xueluo, had the t.i.tle of Madame Feng!

The key was Xueluo had rushed all the way from school to the Military Region General Hospital, and from the Military Region General Hospital to Feng Family.

Inside the Mercedes-Benz was a s.p.a.cious and comfortable, extremely luxurious. Adding that n.o.ble limited edition Rolls Royce Phantom, Feng Xinglang's personal carriage — — the eye-catching Ferrari and the Lamborghini that rarely drove back to Feng Family, along with Butler Mo's Land Rover, the big Cherokee and a pickup truck that Nanny An used to shop on, Feng Family had a total of seven to eight cars.

It was only later that Xueluo found out that the villa beside Feng Family's villa had already been bought by Feng Xinglang. Usually no one lives there, just for cars and things.

"Madam, don't be angry at Second Young Master! That Miss Lan Youyou really liked tormenting Second Young Master recently, so his temper was a little bad! You've been living in school these days, but now it's quiet! " The driver, Xiao Qian comforted Xueluo, who had always been silent and silent.

Heh, he, Feng Xinglang's temper got out from Lan Youyou's woman, and Lin Xueluo wants to vent it out on him? He was also a paper tiger that bullied the weak and feared the strong!

"Little Qian, do you also think that my marriage to your First Young Master is for his money?" Xueluo sighed and asked.

The driver, Xiao Qian, pursed his lips. After a while, he finally said, "I only know that you, Madam, are a kind and kind person!"

Although the driver Xiao Qian knew that Second Young Master Feng Xinglang was disguising himself as to deceive Madam Xueluo, he did not know that the person Xueluo was marrying was not, but.

However, he could sense that there was an unclear relations.h.i.+p between and his wife.

From the driver's point of view, every rich and powerful family had their own dark and unspeakable rumors; some old lord messing around with his servants, some illegitimate child, some hidden breast milk, they were all normal people!

Good and kind? Xueluo smiled bitterly and stopped the topic.

Returning back to the dormitory, Yuan Duoduo wasn't there, but rather, he had gone to the cafeteria to eat lunch. Ye Zichen looked at his phone and found that she had WeChat him half an hour ago, but he didn't notice it. He must have been thinking about how much he had lost his mind.

All along the way, the man's words were like a curse that lingered in Xueluo's mind:

[A gift of 200 million!] If you were to exchange Lin Xueluo's body for gold, I am afraid that it would not be worth that much, right? You want a divorce, right? Let him, Xia Zhengyang, spit out the two hundred million in gift money first! As for the interest earned during this period of time, just treat it as me sleeping in your bed.]

A gift of two hundred million gold, Xueluo smiled bitterly: Why didn't I know I was so valuable? It wasn't bad if his uncle Xia Zhengyang reared him, but he could actually sell him for a sky-high price!

Must I ask my uncle Xia Zhengyang for the two hundred million in gift money? Apparently, it would not work and it would not work! Moreover, if he really came back, wouldn't he have been slept in for nothing by that evil man, Feng Xinglang?

He had already endured for a few months, but he couldn't bear it for nothing, right?

It was just that her uncle Xia Zhengyang's family did not split the loot with her, a 'whopper bride'!

Feng Xinglang definitely did not want her to divorce his big brother, right? Then let him, Feng Xinglang, give his big brother, Feng Lixin a good green hat!

After the feeling of loss pa.s.sed, Xueluo's heart was filled with pain that couldn't be wiped away no matter how hard he tried. Sleep? Hehe, I've been reduced to this state!

The little thing in his stomach felt the discomfort of the mother, as though it wanted to fight for its mother. As a result, a wave of disgust hit it, and Xueluo immediately rushed into the bathroom with his hands covering his mouth. After that, he threw up all over the washbasin in a sky-shattering manner.

Little cutie may want to use this kind of way to fight against Mommy's injustice, but it will only make Mommy more sad! Because it's still one with Mommy, mother and son!

After a series of dizziness and vomiting, Xueluo almost collapsed on the cold floor of the washroom. Since he did not eat in the morning, adding the fatigue from running errands, Xueluo was truly exhausted to the extreme.

Without even the strength to wash himself, Xueluo forced himself to rinse his mouth before he lay back down on the bed to sleep. She was too tired. Not only was she physically tired, but her heart was also tired! It was as if he had died once!

When Yuan Duoduo returned from finis.h.i.+ng his meal in the canteen, he saw Xueluo curled up on the bed, looking like a big shrimp.

"Xueluo, Xueluo, have you had lunch yet?" Yuan Duoduo slept soundly. It was the pitiful Xueluo.

Xueluo who was in a half asleep state could only whimper, looking as though he was in a difficult situation.

"Xueluo, what's wrong? Look at that broken Willow Defeat Flower of yours, has it been destroyed by someone? " Yuan Duoduo joked.

Xueluo opened his tired eyes, and indifferently looked at Yuan Duoduo's concerned face. In a soft and soft voice, he said: "Duo Duo, I think of Princ.i.p.al Chi! And those radishes! I really want to! "

Hearing Xueluo's words, Yuan Duoduo's originally elated smile became serious at this moment, "Actually, I also miss Princ.i.p.al Chi quite a lot! Like mother to me! But the more it is like this, the more I feel that: If I, Yuan Duoduo, cannot rise to prominence, I will truly be ashamed of myself, President Chi, for raising you! I always thought that after I have a bright future, I'll return to my hometown and visit them! "

"Duo Duo, you're wrong! Director Chi raised you, raised us, and that bunch of radishes. She doesn't expect us to return anything back to her. She only wants every one of us to be happy and healthy! "

Perhaps because he was also a expectant mother, Xueluo was especially able to understand Dean Chi's broad and generous love.

Hearing Xueluo's words, Yuan Duoduo suddenly felt uncomfortable. She hugged onto Xueluo's shoulder, and started sobbing uncontrollably.

In the afternoon, the two girls slept soundly. After having another big bowl of Lanzhou Ramen in the street of the university city, the two of them went to the orphanage to visit President Chi and take a peek at the group of cute little angels.

Every time he was unable to release his pent-up emotions, Xueluo would return to the orphanage to take a look.

Without question, this was one of Xueluo's ways of self-adjustment.

That group of children were practically all born with disabilities, be it small or big, light or heavy, but in Xueluo's eyes, they were all perfect.

Seeing them so lively and full of smiles, Xueluo's mood would also slowly become clear.

No matter where you go or what the weather is, bring your own suns.h.i.+ne.

Good!