Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me Chapter 779

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Chapter 779 - Wedding Gowns Is A Women's Dream Clothes

The wedding dress was a woman's dream dress.

It was an innate princess complex.

Just like which young woman is not fond of spring, believe that the happy bride-to-be, or the single girl, all have been afflicted with lovesickness for a beautiful wedding dress.

Among them, there was even a single mother, like Xueluo, who had divorced before.

In order to avoid the rush hour, the driver chose a new road.

Pa.s.sing by a bridal shop, Xueluo's gaze was all attracted to the pure white wedding dress in the window.

When he first married into the Feng Family, he was in a hurry and didn't even wear a wedding dress.

Until the wedding gown disappeared from Xueluo's line of sight, she could only turn her head in frustration.

In his arms, Linnuo looked at his mother's focused gaze and also saw the wedding dress in the window.

I could see that my own mother loved the white dress.

Although the little guy felt that the white dress was a bit exaggerated, but since Mommy liked it, he felt that it was necessary for him to fulfill Mommy's desire to be beautiful.

"Mommy, did you like that white dress?" the little guy asked.

Looking at his 5 year old son in his arms, Xueluo then let out a small sigh: The child is already this old, what is the point of being hypocritical!

Could it be that he wanted Feng Xinglang to marry him in broad daylight?

He was so arrogant and so high up, he wouldn't do such a boring and troublesome thing!

"Mommy just looked. There's nothing to say about liking it or not liking it. "

With a slightly bitter feeling in his heart, Xueluo lowered his head and kissed his son's small face to calm his messy heart.

Just as Xueluo carried his son Linnuo into the sickroom, he was pulled into the arms of a tall and muscular figure.

"My good son, do you want to kiss your father?"

With one hand, Feng Xinglang carried his son Linnuo, and with the other, wrapped his arm around Xueluo's soft and boneless waist, he gave a very satisfied posture.

"Not at all! What do you think you're doing? I just want to kiss Mommy! "

The little guy proudly said. He didn't forget to curry favor with his mother.

"And they're biased against each other? Aren't you afraid that your father will feel sad? "

Feng Xinglang was sympathetic.

"Alright Feng Xinglang, you're already so old, so stop acting good! By the way, do you have money? I want money! "

Suddenly, the little guy seemed to have thought of something and asked anxiously.

"You want money? What for? Talking about girlfriends? " Feng Xinglang asked with interest.

"Why are you asking so much? You just have to give me the money! "

The little guy impatiently snorted. With this kind of thing that could make his mother kiss his heart, he couldn't let this b.a.s.t.a.r.d Feng Xinglang steal the limelight.

"Nuonuo, what do you want the money for? Mommy has it here. To buy candy, or toys? If you want it, Mommy will buy it for you, okay? "

Xueluo felt that it was a little too early for a five year old child to ask for money.

"Mommy, I don't want to spend your money!"

The little guy shouted, "Feng Xinglang, are you going to give it to me or not?"

"Here!" It would be the honor of his father to spend money on his own son! Say it, how much do you want? " Feng Xinglang said straightforwardly.

How much? The little guy counted with his fingers …

5 year old little thing, to have no concept of money; completely do not know how much it costs to buy a wedding dress!

"How much do you think is appropriate?" The little fellow asked.

Xueluo immediately took out 10 yuan from his bag: "Nuonuo, do you think 10 yuan is enough?"

"Ten dollars?" So little? Even beggars would not want it! " The little fellow had an expression of disgust.

A gold card was delivered to the little guy, "Take it and use it hard! You know the code, your own date of birth. "

"That's more like it!"

The little guy took the gold card given by his father and happily stuffed it into his own small bag.

"Feng Xinglang! You didn't even ask, and you only gave your child a gold card? "

Xueluo became anxious, "Your son is only five years old!"

"Forget about a gold card, even if it's the stars in the sky, I would still be willing to give him his life! Right, son? "

"That's more like it!"

The little guy was not stingy, and loudly kissed Feng Xinglang on the cheek.

The person who was most concerned about the entire situation, was not Feng Xinglang, not the Hetun, nor was it Yan Bang, but the one who had been controlling the entire situation, Cong Gang!

All the information in his possession was more comprehensive. He kept a close eye on the situation!

All along, Cong Gang was like a mysterious man.

"Boss, I found it: The person who sent the photo paper to Feng Linnuo in the kindergarten is indeed Lan Youyou's person! His name was Subakui, a kickboxer from Thailand. It's Hetun's poisonous fish. It's given to my adopted daughter, Lan Youyou's bodyguard. "

Cong Gang put away the bush lily in his hand, and let out a neither fast nor slow sneer:

"I'm afraid even before death Yan Bang would never think that he would actually fall into the hands of a woman!"

"This Lan Youyou is really vicious. Even though she escaped death, she did not forget to give Yan Bang a fatal blow! "

didn't seem to have a good impression of Lan Youyou either.

He always felt that a woman was too insidious and sinister. It was truly an abomination to him. Not to mention liking it.

"Lan Youyou is the adopted daughter of the Hetun. It would be weird if she let Yan Bang go!"

"Boss, what should we do next?"

Wei Kang's inquiry caused him to sink into deep thought for a moment.

"Wei Kang, in your opinion, Yan Bang is fierce with the Hetun … "Who has a better chance of winning?" Cong Gang asked.

Wei Kang raised his thick eyebrows, "Yan Bang wins in terms of numbers, but Hetun wins in terms of quality … The result was really hard to say! But if Hetun had s.e.x with Yan Bang, the victor would definitely be Hetun! "

"What if we add Feng Xinglang?" Cong Gang asked again.

"Adding Feng Xinglang?"

Wei Kang was startled, "Who does Feng Xinglang belong to? One is his biological father, the other is his friend … "

"What friend?" "You make it sound so bad!"

Cong Gang's sword-like eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Wei Kang was startled, and then silent.

It seemed that it did not expect that a single joke from it would cause the boss, who had been calm for a thousand years, to instantly become unhappy.

"I think. Feng Xinglang should be on our side! "

Cong Gang once again recovered his thousand years cold and indifferent face.

"Count us in?" How is this possible!? He will be like us, laughing at the Hetun and Yan Bang who will kill each other? "

Wei Kang raised his objection.

Coldly, a few sinister words came out from Cong Gang's mouth, "Hetun can only die in my hands!"

"Think of a way to report this to Lin Xueluo first: Say that someone went to the kindergarten and stuffed a picture of her 5-year-old son without his clothes onto a piece of paper! And that person was Lan Youyou's subordinate, Subakui! So that the woman could pressure Feng Xinglang: The woman that her husband uses his life to protect, what a malicious woman! "