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　　Chapter 155: Escape from Feng Family

　　Xueluo did not answer Butler Mo's question. Instead, he buried his head into the darkness of the night.

　　"Madam, madam …" Butler Mo rushed out. Using the street light, he went to stop Xueluo's footsteps.

　　Grief and indignation could not be helped as Xueluo stumbled as he ran. The only thought in her mind was to leave Feng Family. Leave the Feng Family from afar and never come back here ever again. Leaving this place that made her so sad.

　　Butler Mo's footsteps could be considered vigorous, catching up to Xueluo was not a problem. Just as he was about to be caught up with the stumbling Xueluo outside the villa area, a motorcycle whizzed by.

　　"Xueluo, get in the car quickly!" The person roared and Xueluo immediately got on the motorcycle. Then, the two of them whistled through the air.

　　No matter how old and robust Butler Mo was, he couldn't catch up to the motorcycle that burned oil. And in this high-end villa area, there were rarely any taxis. Butler Mo could only watch the motorcycle disappear from his sight.

　　But from the direction in which the motorcycle had just come from, it seemed to have been waiting here all along. Furthermore, should be familiar with the driver of the motorcycle.

　　Butler Mo thought of a person — the senior who came to Feng Family to look for his wife, Fang Yi!

　　At least he was taken away by an acquaintance. Madame's safety shouldn't be a problem. Butler Mo immediately turned around and returned to the small district to inform Second Young Master to let him drive the car to get Xueluo's wife.

　　Seeing Xueluo's wife running frantically away, Nanny An was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Let's not talk about the fact that Second Young Master lied to his wife, Xueluo, if by any chance Xueluo was already pregnant with the young master of Feng Family, and she ran around in grief and despair, even Jing Yu wouldn't be able to stand it!

　　Nanny An knew that she was slow, and that she could not catch up with Xueluo.

　　In the room, Feng Xinglang had already taken off the man-made leather armor, yet he was still sitting on the wheelchair, deep in thought.

　　It seemed like he wasn't worried or worried about Xueluo running away from home.

　　"Second Young Master, it's bad, Madam Xueluo ran away from home! She was still crying when she ran out. Nanny An reported his wife's whereabouts to Feng Xinglang.