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　　Chapter 187: The Business of 'Deceiving Brother'

　　"Aiya, that's great, someone finally answered the call from First Young Master."

　　Nanny An also recovered from her surprise. She, who had been in such a bad shape a moment ago, was relieved. In any case, First Young Master only called everyday, there was no need to meet Lan Youyou in person.

　　And this woman imitated Miss Lan Youyou's voice, imitating it so vividly that ordinary people would not be able to discern her voice. It was to the point that it could be used as a fake.

　　That's right, normal people could not even tell the difference, how could he, Feng Xinglang, be so meticulous in choosing the fault? This proved that his understanding of Lan Youyou was deeply rooted.

　　Of course, Xueluo could smell the subtle relations.h.i.+p between Feng Xinglang and himself. Actually, there was no need to sniff anymore. They were openly flirting with each other. Anyone with eyes would be able to see that.

　　Xueluo was truly saddened for Feng Lixin: This legal wife of his is unknown to Feng Xinglang, and the woman he loves is also a lover of Feng Xinglang! There were tens of thousands of women in this world, how could Feng Xinglang like to provoke his big brother Feng Lixin's women?

　　In fact, Lan Youyou's abuse was not wrong: Feng Xinglang was a hypocritical and despicable hypocrite. On the surface, he looked like he respected and cared about his big brother Feng Lixin, but behind his back, he did this sort of 'swindling' business.

　　"Miss Leng, I'll have to trouble you to stay here for a few days to answer my brother's call. No more than three minutes at a time. If you don't know, then go ahead. Talk to my brother about what I've listed for you. Remember: Each time, mention the need for him to take a good rest and be ready for further skin grafting. " Feng Xinglang sternly and coldly warned the surnamed Leng simulator about the things he needed to pay attention to.

　　"Yes, Mr. Feng. "Then I'll go practice first." The woman surnamed Leng carried the apparatus with audio adjustments and followed Nanny An to the guest room downstairs.

　　Xueluo took the opportunity to escape Feng Family.

　　But how could Feng Xinglang give her that chance? With a scoop of his long arm, Xueluo's waist was hooked over, and he hugged her tightly by the arm of the man.

　　"Where are you going this weekend?" Feng Xinglang asked with exhaustion and sleepiness.