Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

### Chapter 31 - Many years later, his heart would still beat with excitement …

"Heh, what a sharp tongued little girl!" Why, did Feng Lixin still want to leave a seed in your stomach before he goes to hell to inherit the Feng Group? You were burnt beyond recognition, and now you're marrying a wife? " The woman who spoke was Feng Yiming's wife, Ge Xinhui.

"Enough wisdom, don't nag her. "We have more important things to do!" Feng Yiming led his entourage upstairs to the medical ward.

Butler Mo stopped at the stairs, "Feng Yiming, what are you planning to do by bringing so many people?"

"Do a medical appraisal for my nephew Feng Lixin. He wanted to see if he was still fit for the position of chairman of the Feng Group. In view of the principle of fairness and justice, I have brought the medical examiner, as well as the three senior members of the board of directors. " Feng Yiming was overbearing.

"Feng Yiming, Lixin is your nephew, are you really looking forward to his death? "Don't push it too far!" Butler Mo waved the baseball bat in his hand, "With me here, it's not up to you to behave atrociously!"

"Madam, quickly call Second Young Master!" Nanny An rushed out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife in his hand. She told Xueluo as she rushed to the stairs, and stood beside Butler Mo, guarding the stairs that led to the second floor.

Seeing how Housekeeper Mo and the Nanny An protected Feng Lixin, Xueluo was filled with gratitude. She took out her phone and was just about to call, when she realized that she didn't have Feng Xinglang's phone number.

"Madam, my phone is in my room. There is the Second Young Master's number on it." The Nanny An reminded.

"Catch that girl, don't let her call Feng Xinglang!" Feng Yiming was still a little afraid of Feng Xinglang, who did not know his place.

Seeing the two muscular men rush towards him, Xueluo picked up the chairs by his side and threw it towards them, winning the time to run into Nanny An's room. She locked the door to her room, suppressed the fear in her heart and her worry for Feng Lixin, and started to look for Nanny An's phone in panic. 's phone was placed on the cabinet beside the bed and charged it without a hitch.

The sound of the two strong guys knocking on the door made Xueluo even more nervous.

When Feng Xinglang picked up the call, he almost collapsed, "Feng Xinglang, come back quickly, come back quickly."

"What happened?" Feng Xinglang asked coldly as he dashed out of the office.

"Feng Yiming brought a lot of people with him. He said that he wanted to conduct a medical appraisal for Lixin." Xueluo tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart.

"Stop him! He must not be allowed to enter the treatment room! I'll be right back! " Feng Xinglang shouted.

"Oh, good. "Ahhh!" The door was smashed open, and Xueluo let out a miserable scream.

"Xueluo... Xueluo! " Feng Xinglang called twice, but the other side of the phone was a complete mess.

***

When Feng Xinglang rushed back to the Feng Family, the whole villa was filled with tension.

Butler Mo had trained before. It was no problem for him to fight one against five. But Nanny An and Xueluo could only be considered to be close to the mark. At this critical moment, Butler Mo had to divert his attention to take care of Feng Family, Lin Xueluo. Therefore, he was forced to passively resist.

The more Butler Mo resisted, the more Feng Yiming suspected that his nephew, Feng Lixin, was no longer capable. From the point of view of medical appraisal, he was no longer qualified for the post of president of a corporation. The reason he brought along the Forensic Expert and Senior Elder was to force Feng Lixin to abdicate and give up his position to him.

Xueluo held onto the baseball bat that Butler Mo gave him tightly as he guarded the entrance of Feng Lixin's medical room. Since Butler Mo and Nanny An were willing to sacrifice their lives for Feng Lixin, she, as his wife, had even more of a duty and responsibility to hold on to this door.

Feng Yiming had not only brought the medical examiner and the company's senior, but he had also brought four muscular men with him. Housekeeper Mo was somewhat outnumbered. Under their third round of attack, the knife in his hand was knocked down to the ground and he hit the wall unsteadily with his center of gravity. The four muscular man's accomplices immediately separated Butler Mo from them.

Xueluo was the only one left at the entrance of the medical room. Facing the four fierce and fierce men, to be honest, Xueluo was very afraid. But as a wife, especially when she saw Housekeeper Mo and Nanny An getting injured in order to protect their husbands, the tenacity and tenacity of her bones multiplied.

"Feng Yiming, I already called the police. The police will be here soon. You trespassed into the house and bullied your own nephew. You and Lixin were originally born of the same roots, why are you in such a hurry to get along with each other! " Xueluo knew that he couldn't beat them, and could only reason with them.

Her goal was clear, which was to stall for time until Feng Xinglang returned. At this moment, Feng Xinglang seemed to have become the savior that she hoped for in her heart.

"Girl, move aside." It's just a medical appraisal that makes me feel like I'm going to kill my nephew. If you don't get out of the way now, I'll throw you down with me. " Feng Yiming was getting a bit impatient.

"I won't let you! Yes, step over my dead body! Feng Yiming, let me warn you: this villa is equipped with surveillance. Your actions will become the proof of your actions! Just wait until you're in jail! "

Actually, Xueluo didn't even know about the surveillance. This was just an excuse for her plan to delay the war. His goal was still to stall for time, so Feng Xinglang would be able to gain an extra second.

She clearly remembered Feng Xinglang's words: Stop him! He must not be allowed to enter the treatment room! She also believed that Feng Xinglang was definitely on his way back to the Feng Family.

Feng Yiming looked around guiltily. Especially the two forensic experts, they also seemed to be worried. The charge of trespassing on a private property can be used to seal one's head. It is not a small offence to force a medical appraisal without the consent of the person concerned or the guardian.

"Yiming, don't waste time with this damn girl!" (TL: Yiming = Yiming = Yiming = Yimen = Yiming = Yiming = Yimen = Yimen = Yimen = Yiming = Yiming = Yiming = Yiming = Yiming = Yiming = Yiming = Yiming) She was waiting for Feng Xinglang to return. "Drag her away from me." Feng Yiming's wife, Ge Xinhui reprimanded, and took the lead to rush forward to snatch the baseball bat in Xueluo's hands.

Xueluo instinctively defended herself as she raised her baseball bat and smashed it on Ge Xinhui's head. He did not manage to control his strength well, perhaps because he was too nervous, Ge Xinhui's forehead immediately flowed with blood.

"Smelly brat, you dare hit my wife!" Feng Yiming was infuriated, he raised the dagger in his hand and slashed towards Xueluo.

Xueluo instinctively covered his head and squatted down.

"Stop!" A ghostly figure that was almost like a whirlwind came flying over. Apparently, it was too late for him to grab the saber. The man used his left shoulder to protect the woman who was crouching down. The dagger pierced through the suit on Feng Xinglang's left shoulder and knocked Feng Yiming to the ground in the next second.

Many years later, whenever Xueluo recalled this scene, his heart would uncontrollably palpitate with excitement. She was as beautiful as a shrine, descending from the sky in front of her, like a valiant knight guarding her.

Fresh blood dyed the white shirt inside the torn suit red. In his fury, he ignored the pain on his left shoulder;

"Second Young Master, stop hitting him. Someone's going to die."

In the end, the furious Feng Xinglang was hugged by the waist by Butler Mo and Xueluo, only then did that group of people manage to escape.

Holding onto the man's waist and smelling the man's blood and tobacco, Xueluo's tears, which had been suppressed, finally rolled down as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.