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　　Chapter 267: A Man's Last Self-esteem

　　She, Lin Xueluo, still needed to keep her face, live with her life, and with the little girl in her belly.

　　"Feng Xinglang, the person Lan Youyou likes is you, but I am your brother's woman. If she sees us sleeping together, she will go crazy! If she's really crazy, she'll drive your brother crazy too. "

　　Xueluo saw that he could not move Feng Xinglang, and immediately brought him out.

　　As expected, upon hearing that Lan Youyou would drive his big brother Feng Lixin crazy, Feng Xinglang immediately leaped up.

　　Maybe Feng Xinglang didn't care about the feelings between her and Lan Youyou, but he definitely wouldn't care about his big brother Feng Lixin.

　　"Pack it up yourself."

　　Feng Xinglang put on a pair of pajamas and jumped down from the window. His actions were extremely skilled, as if he had been through a hundred battles.

　　Watching Feng Xinglang flip the window and leave, Xueluo laughed bitterly: What do I count as with this man? Annihilate the husband's wife?

　　It was done, Xueluo did not have the time to feel such sorrow, he immediately closed the window with his bare feet, and stuffed all of the man's clothes and shoes into the innermost corner of the closet.

　　The room had been a mess when she'd rummaged for her marriage certificate.

　　After that, Xueluo started to take care of himself, and erase all traces of the man last night.

　　Butler Mo was unable to stop Feng Lixin. Watching him press the switch on the wheelchair with all his might, Dr. Jin could not bear to do so. He pushed him to the bridal chamber on the second floor.

　　There was a good show of raping someone outside the bridal chamber on the second floor.

　　"Youyou, what's wrong? "My hands are bleeding..."

　　Seeing Lan Youyou's hand being pierced by the reverse thorns of the wooden chair, and her blood flowing down her arm, Feng Lixin felt so much pain that he was almost unable to speak.

　　After seeing Feng Lixin on the wheelchair, Lan Youyou became even angrier.

　　"Feng Lixin, are you even f * cking a man? Your wife and your baby brother are having fun in this room! Look at your head full of green, Feng Lixin, you are almost frightened to your maternal grandma's house! "

　　Lan Youyou began to ruthlessly humiliate Feng Lixin.

　　"Youyou, your hand is injured. I'll get Doctor Jin to bandage it for you."

　　Feng Lixin did not mind being humiliated. In his eyes, there was only Lan Youyou's injured and bleeding hand.