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　　Chapter 130: Adherence to the duties of a wife? Do you?

　　That's right, why is Feng Xinglang's phone in the car?

　　This was an obvious flaw. However, the pure Xueluo would not think of those places where she could not see the light of day.

　　Xueluo didn't know what type of phone Feng Lixin had used or what kind of ringtone he had set up, but she was familiar with Feng Xinglang's and his phone's ringtone. Furthermore, this was his personal phone. Under most circ.u.mstances, it would only be used to keep in touch with the Feng Family.

　　But now, there was someone on his phone that came to disturb him. He was the person who was calling him at the moment — Ye Yiran.

　　There was no need to guess, it had to be related to that evil woman, Lan Youyou. He didn't know how Ye Shaonian had been bewitched by her.

　　Feng Xinglang was not comfortable wearing this leather equipment in the first place. His goal was to announce his owners.h.i.+p of Xueluo at Shen Da City. Save those trees and trees from messing with Feng Xinglang's women.

　　"Xiao Qian, Madam is asking you, why is Xinglang's phone in the car?" Feng Lixin threw this flaw to the driver, Xiao Qian.

　　Xiao Qian immediately started sweating profusely. Second Young Master, it's fine if you play with your wife, but you actually dragged the innocent him down with you. Do you think everyone's brain is as good as yours?

　　Little Qian stammered for a long time, but still couldn't think of any reason to trick his wife, Xueluo.

　　After all, he could not tell his wife that the First Young Master on the carriage was actually Feng Xinglang who had disguised himself.

　　Then wouldn't they be broken by Second Young Master?

　　"It should be that Xinglang has used this car before." "How stupid." Feng Lixin immediately suggested to save the situation.

　　"Yes, yes, yes, Second Young Master has used this car before. He left in such a hurry that his phone was accidentally left in the car. " Little Qian held the steering wheel with one hand and wiped the sweat off his forehead with the other. Luckily, he was smart enough.

　　"Feng Lixin" gave the driver a cold glare: "When did you become so smart? I was almost fooled to death by you!

　　His phone started to ring again, of course, it was not convenient for Feng Xinglang to pick up the phone, so he turned to the driver, Little Qian, and shouted: "Close it!"