Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

Xueluo threw Xueluo onto a much more spacious and comfortable business vehicle. What followed was a cellphone.

Xueluo stared at the phone, and was startled: Who should I call to redeem myself?

His son Linnuo would definitely not do! The little thing is still so small, it\'s impossible for it to come and redeem us! Furthermore, she didn\'t want Feng Xinglang to know that she was indeed the son of his\' premature \'death.

He, Feng Xinglang, already had Lan Youyou and that daughter of his called Wu Huan, so it was impossible for them to have a place to stay.

Xueluo knew that he couldn\'t win against Feng Xinglang; he also knew that he couldn\'t defeat the ferocious Lan Youyou.

Therefore, his son Linnuo would only be safe in the hands of the Hetun.

Xing Shi\'er? Or was it the Hetun? Would they come to save him?

If they knew that he was in Feng Xinglang\'s hands, wouldn\'t it mean that their son Linnuo knew as well?

There was still one more person who could save him! That was the uncle of the police, who was always available, regardless of the reward.

Xueluo took the phone, glanced at Feng Xinglang, and started to cover up his desire to call \'110\'.

But before he could even dial the number, Feng Xinglang had already snatched the phone away and threw it at the windshield.

"The chance that you have been given has expired!"

Feng Xinglang ordered his men in the driver seat, "Drive! "Go to GK."

"Feng Xinglang, hurry up and drive my … "Let me off!"

No matter how Xueluo made a ruckus, beating and hissing, Feng Xinglang just stood there and did nothing.

"Lin Xueluo, the suffering that belongs to the two of us has only just begun!"

These cold words reached Xueluo\'s very bones.

Xueluo didn\'t know how he was carried from the private elevator all the way to the CEO\'s office on the top floor, nor did he know how he was locked in his resting room by this man.

All the cursing and cursing along the way, all the punches and kicks, all the indifference.

Then, Xueluo was pressed onto that familiar yet unfamiliar sofa. Five years ago, she had come here, and she had slept here.

Unexpectedly, five years later, she was still so unbearably pressed down by the man on the sofa.

In a muddled state, Xueluo felt that he had died time and time again.

In the beginning, Xueluo had still used all of her strength to resist, but later on, her resistance was shattered by him time and time again.

Xueluo felt that his body had already been honed to the point it bled, but this ferocious man was still unwilling to let her go.

Xueluo thought about begging for pity to this man in a low voice, but that stubbornness made her shut her mouth and clench her teeth.

What could they do if they begged for mercy instead of begging for mercy? Would it reduce his number of times, or would it weaken his strength?

The malevolence of a man seemed to destroy the heavens and earth. It was as if he wanted to die with her on this sofa.

But Xueluo did not want to die! Her own son was still waiting for her to return!

It had been a long, nearly century of torture.

It was only then that Xueluo realized that the \'fight to the death\' that the man had said was not a joke! This man would really kill her, in such a despicable and vicious way, in such a shameful and humiliating way.

In a trance, Xueluo felt like he had already gone to hell. There was no such thing as a mythical monster. Instead, there was a strange feeling that resembled warmth, but was also indescribably painful.

Xueluo wanted to treat himself as a puppet, to be manipulated by the man. Uncontrollably, she let out a soft humming sound. The man was once again filled with a vicious, suicidal rage.

Finally, Xueluo drowsily fell asleep.

Or perhaps he died.

Until she vaguely heard a voice that sounded like the sound of nature.

It was a little girl, probably only three or four years old.

"Papa …" Papa... Open the door! It\'s a ball! "

A grandmother\'s voice could be heard. It was extremely sweet and adorable. It was accompanied by the sound of a cute little girl knocking on the door of the lounge.

He knocked on the door many times, but did not get any response from the inside.

"Uncle Ye, am I in there?" "Why don\'t you agree to it?"

Ye Xiaonian raised the adorable little girl up high. Youyou tossed her up to a small height, then caught her firmly in his embrace and kissed her again.

"You have legs. Uncle Ye couldn\'t stand him! However, in the afternoon, he heard from his secretary that he had returned to his office. As for whether or not he\'s in the lounge, no one knows! "

"Then open the door and let the group in to take a look." The little cutie wrapped herself around Ye Nian.

"Yes, yes. However, Uncle Ye really wanted someone to kiss him. "

Ye Xiaonian squatted, which was about the height that Feng Tuantuan could reach kiss him.

But the little guy only pursed his lips, unwilling to take the initiative to kiss Yenian. Because Mommy Lan Youyou had warned once again: Girls are not allowed to carelessly kiss with boys!

After giving it some thought, the little cutie immediately ran out and returned with a beautiful secretary.

"Auntie Tang, can you give Uncle Ye a kiss?" "Uncle Ye wants to be kissed."

The cute Tian Zhi said.

Even if she wanted to, she couldn\'t do it in front of a kid.

"Auntie Tang, don\'t be shy. Last time, I saw you kissing Uncle Ye in the office, and you even drank Mimi. You don\'t even drink mommy\'s milk at such a young age! "

"..." Secretary Tang was so embarrassed that her face turned red.

"You little imp! "Why are you so likeable!"

Uncle Ye held her in his arms and kissed her a few times.

Only three people\'s fingerprints were recorded on the door of Feng Xinglang\'s resting room. Other than Feng Xinglang himself, there was also Ye Xiaonian and Nina.

However, when Ye Shu Nian looked at his fingerprints, he found that the door to the lounge was locked from the inside.

He frowned. For most of the time, the door to the lounge is not locked.

In other words: Feng Xinglang was definitely inside.

Since the Brother Lang was inside, why did he lock the door? Could it be that there was some kind of restricted level scene that was inappropriate for children happening inside?

While Ye Xiaonian was still confused, Secretary Tang whispered to him,

"At noon today, President Feng carried a woman back to his office. After that, he never went out!"

"Who?" Ye Xiaonian asked in a low voice.

"I didn\'t see clearly. It should be an unfamiliar woman. "

Secretary Tang did not know Lin Xueluo. She had only been here for two or three years, so it was normal that she didn\'t know him.

Ye Shaonian secretly snickered: "Hehe, after being a monk for so many years, I finally can\'t take it anymore!"

Wait, could it be that even Lan Youyou, that top-notch female spirit, couldn\'t fill up Brother Lang\'s stomach?

"What are you guys talking about? I want to listen to it too! "

The short Feng Tuantuan could not hear their whispers as he jumped anxiously.

Since it was an image that a child shouldn\'t see, then Feng Tuantuan, this child, would naturally be inconvenient to watch.

"Bundle, you\'re not here. Uncle Ye remembered: You just went to Uncle Bai Mo\'s place. I\'ll take you with me to find him. "

Ye Jiinian\'s voice was very loud, so loud that everyone in the room could hear him. He could be at ease with what he should do.

\'Clang! \'a loud sound was heard.

Xueluo purposely knocked over the ashtray beside him …