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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.

Actually, there was no need for Nanny An to report, everything that had just happened in the hall had already reached Feng Xinglang's ears.

Especially the hysterical woman's words: All of you are liars! I hate you! I hate all of you!

This woman was really fierce. To be angry was to be really angry, and to be so furious!

"Second Young Master, go and chase after Madam Xueluo. "We're in the wrong, so it's only right for us to apologize." Nanny An tactfully advised Second Young Master Feng Xinglang, who had been silent and quiet as gold.

"Why did you come back? Let her continue to behave atrociously towards me? " Feng Xinglang coldly snorted.

His handsome face was cold. Presumably, he was unhappy as well. He just showed a nonchalant and indifferent attitude.

With that, he stunned Nanny An and asked suspiciously, "Second Young Master, do you not plan on chasing your wife back?"

"Her feet are growing on her body! If she wanted to leave, could I still hold on? "Besides, do you want me to go after her and lock her in the upstairs glass room?" Feng Xinglang's voice was cold, causing people to shiver.

Nanny An was completely shocked. To Madam Xueluo, if she were to be locked in the glass hut after being brought back, it would be better not to come back!

The motorcycle that carried Xueluo whizzed all the way, as if it was afraid that someone would catch up.

Xueluo crawled onto the man's back and sobbed softly. She was truly still young, and was unable to suppress this sort of grievance and bitterness. She couldn't keep things calm, much less keep a straight face.

If she was sad, she would be sad. She really wanted to cry. Xueluo was already very patient with his own sadness.

After half an hour, the speeding motorcycle stopped in front of an apartment building that was very close to the school.

After taking off the helmet, Fang Yiyan's handsome face that was filled with concern appeared in front of Xueluo. Of course Xueluo knew it was Fang Yi. She recognized Fang Yi's voice when he told her to get on the motorcycle.

Fang Yi did not speak any words of consolation to Xueluo, but rather allowed her to sob softly. He only passed over a few tissues along the way for Xueluo to wipe his tears and mucus. He took off his windbreaker and draped it over Xueluo's shoulders.

"Do you need shoulders?" Fang Yi asked.

Xueluo shook his head. The two of them sat on the stairs. One of them was sad while the other was quietly accompanying them.

After swallowing and whining for a while, Xueluo finally stopped crying, "Fang Yi Yan, thank you."

"Thank me for what? Did I reveal Feng Xinglang's scheme for you? " Fang Yi asked. He then sighed, "If I had known that you would be so upset, I wouldn't have exposed him!"

Fang Yi understood: The more upset Xueluo was, the more she worried about that man called Feng Xinglang.

Fang Yi had a strong and bad premonition: Feng Xinglang could use this kind of scheme to forcefully take Xueluo over.

However, it was inconvenient for Fang Yi Yan to ask Xueluo about this. He had not yet become acquainted with her to the point where he could ask her anything.

"We won't expose him? Unless you want to be like them, and become Feng Xinglang's accomplice? "

After a long while of crying, Xueluo seemed to still be unable to recover from her hatred towards Feng Xinglang, as she urgently needed to vent her emotions. Thus, Fang Yiyan became her punching bag.

"They? "Who else?" Fang Yi asked with a frown.

Xueluo pursed his lips, as though he did not want to ask any more questions. Who else could it be, Nanny An and Butler Mo? It was even possible that Feng Lixin himself was involved. This family was too weird and too despicable!

He really did not know what was the point of deceiving Lin Xueluo with a group of his own! She, Lin Xueluo, was just a normal little girl.

Seeing that Xueluo did not answer his question, Fang Yi did not continue pursuing the matter. Instead, he spoke with certainty, as if he was promising: "Xueluo, no matter what happens, our words will always be your solid support."

Xueluo's nose turned sour, bitterness filling his heart. She didn't know how to respond to Fang Yi's words, because Xueluo knew that Fang Yi Yan had his own thoughts about her. Although this thought was based on her being able to accept him, he would not force her.

"Alright Xueluo, it's cold outside, let's go upstairs." Fang Yi Yan stood up and reached out his hand to pull Xueluo who was sitting on the stairs.

Upstairs? To where he lives? If it were a few months ago, Xueluo would perhaps still be able to happily accept it. At that time, he was still a couple in name. He was also quite respectful to her. The key thing was that he still had Yuan Duoduo, the huge electric light bulb, to accompany him.

And now, he had already crowned the name of the Madame Feng.