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　　Chapter 681: Smell this hundred years of old jealousy

　　Feng Xinglang's words caused Xueluo to be fiercely startled for a moment.

　　"You … You told Lan Youyou about Wu Ji's background? "

　　It was as if Xueluo couldn't believe it: This man was really willing to tell such a cruel matter to Lan Youyou! He had even thought that he would be the scapegoat for his big brother Feng Lixin for his entire life!

　　Furthermore, just by looking at the way Feng Xinglang doted on her, she had completely achieved the care and care a father should have for his daughter.

　　Of course, Lin Xueluo knew that his' true story 'was definitely a devastating blow to Lan Youyou.

　　"Why did I tell her? Of course it should be who planted the seed, and who will solve the problem! I have been a scapegoat for four years, you can say that I have done my best! "

　　Feng Xinglang laid on the ground lazily, slightly squinting his eyes as he looked at the woman in close proximity.

　　Xueluo was silent.

　　After thinking for a long time. It seemed as if he was thinking about what Feng Xinglang had just said.

　　"Did you just say: After Lan Youyou found out about Bound Head's background, he took the initiative to ask for marriage to your brother, so that Bound Head could have a complete home?"

　　Xueluo was truly shocked: This was Lan Youyou's reaction after hearing the shocking news.

　　Too rational, too calm!

　　Even if it was her, Lin Xueluo, she would not have made such a rational and calm choice. Moreover, Lan Youyou was an extremely stubborn and willful woman!

　　"You also feel shocked?"

　　Feng Xinglang slightly raised his eyebrows, and then straightened his upper body, "I want to hear: As a woman, you make such a choice in Lan Youyou!"

　　Xueluo was silent again.

　　She stared deeply at Feng Xinglang, and bit her lips: "Did you feel extreme heartache when you heard that Lan Youyou took the initiative to marry your brother?"

　　Without waiting for Feng Xinglang to reply, Xueluo continued to speak sourly: "Don't worry, based on the feelings Lan Youyou has for you, as long as you hook her finger, she will immediately pounce into your embrace! Your big brother is not your match at all! Besides, you're single now. Isn't everything ready? "

　　Feng Xinglang's smile slowly spread across his handsome, slightly pale face.

　　"Nuonuo, do you smell the sour vinegar?"