Chapter 150: Catch Feng Xinglang and Reveal Himself!

"Xueluo, don't you still believe it? Feng Xinglang is not a good person! He just wants to play with you! Xueluo, please stop being stupid, okay?" Fang Yiyan said urgently.

He wanted to come forward and hug Xueluo, but Xueluo used those photos to stand between the two of them, "Fang Yiyan, you are so excited. I believe in my husband! Whether it's real or pretending, this is all. It’s just our Feng family’s private matter and has nothing to do with outsiders!”

"Xueluo, I just want to help you!" Fang Yiyan said urgently.

"Fang Yiyan, it's over between us! Please don't approach me in this way again. I'm a married woman, and it won't have a good influence on you or me!" Xueluo said coldly, rejecting Fang Yiyan's help.

"Xueluo, why do you think so? I really just want to help you!" Fang Yiyan was eager to express his feelings.

"I don't need your help! Thank you!" Xueluo bowed modestly to Fang Yiyan, then turned and left.

At the moment when she turned around, Xueluo was already feeling confused.

In fact, Xueluo believed what Fang Yiyan said. Because she knew that Fang Yiyan was a very strict person. Without the certainty of the ninth level, he would not show her these doubts. And the doubts he analyzed were completely consistent with the doubts in her heart!

In other words, Xueluo already believed that the Feng Lixin she came into contact with was Feng Xinglang pretending to be one.

At least, it is seriously doubtful!

Therefore, Xueluo had to use facts to verify the doubts in her heart.

During this day's class, Xueluo was distracted. Even answering the roll call was done by Yuan Duoduo.

"Xueluo, what are you thinking about? What did Fang Yiyan tell you? It's made you lose your mind all day long." Yuan Duoduo asked.

"Stop asking, just listen to your class." Xueluo sighed slightly.

She remembered that night: the Feng family's landline phone was rang in the middle of the night. When she got up, she discovered that 'Feng Lixin' had covered her whole body with a blanket, especially his face, which was completely covered.

He also said in a nice way: He was worried that Xueluo would be scared when he saw it!

Thinking about it now, I guess that man was really worried that he would be 'scared' after seeing his true face! Because that's Feng Xinglang's own face! A face without disguise!

Any other doubts will be easily solved! For example: Feng Xinglang’s cell phone appeared next to ‘Feng Lixin’ twice in a row. It's not a coincidence at all! Because that ‘Feng Lixin’ was actually Feng Xinglang pretending to be him!

Deep anger and the desolation of being deceived came over her, and Xueluo gritted her teeth: Feng Xinglang, you are really going too far!

What do you think of her, Lin Xueluo? puppet? puppet? Toy? Or is it something to play with?

It's okay not to be respected, but now it's Chi Luoluo's humiliation!

Feng Xinglang, you bastard who kills with a thousand swords! If you think this girl doesn’t show off her power, you really think I’m Kitty Cat!

Xueluo came up with a bold idea: to catch Feng Xinglang and reveal himself!

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At the Feng family’s dinner table.

"Feng Xinglang, I want to see your eldest brother Feng Lixin. Tonight, we must meet!" Xueluo looked directly into Feng Xinglang's eyes, full of determination.

"Otherwise?" Feng Xinglang asked in a leisurely voice after taking a sip of the mouth-watering soup served by Aunt An.

That sycophantic gesture expresses: I won’t let you see me, what can you do to me?

"Otherwise I will...I will go on a hunger strike!"

Xueluo also thought of other means of coercion: such as jumping off a building, putting a knife against his neck, etc. But those are too heroic. Even if the revolution succeeds, only half of my life will be left. It's too worth it!

In comparison, hunger strikes are more reliable.

"Is this a hunger strike? Then you can just go hungry!"

Feng Xinglang didn't have the slightest pity for her, his unruly and evil look made him almost applaud.

Xueluo said nothing, stood up with a sigh, and walked straight to the guest room downstairs. She didn't expect Feng Xinglang to have mercy on her.

Watching his wife leave, Aunt An let out a slight sigh: Last night, when the eldest young master wanted to see the second young mistress, the second young mistress said that she was not feeling well and did not want to see her; when the second young mistress wanted to see the eldest young master, the second young master refused to let her go. See...how is this good?

"Second Young Master, are you really willing to let Second Young Mistress go hungry?" Aunt An asked distressedly.

She felt distressed not only for Mrs. Xueluo's body, but also for the young master of the Feng family who might have been pregnant in Xueluo's belly.

"If she wants to torture herself, let her do it. How old are you, and you still use such childish methods to intimidate me? Hungry might be able to stimulate the second development of IQ." Feng Xinglang said indifferently.

Aunt An didn't say anything, but she thought to herself: I'll go give my wife something to eat soon.

"Don't give her anything to eat. Otherwise, my punishment for her will be far more than just starving her." Feng Xinglang scolded her coldly.

Aunt An was startled and nodded repeatedly: "I understand."

Yes, yes, but that won't stop Aunt An from delivering food to Mrs. Xueluo. After all, the heirs of the Feng family are above all else. Even if the second young master blames herself, Aunt An admits it.

While Feng Xinglang entered the medical room, Aunt An quickly walked in carrying Xueluo's favorite potato pancakes and glutinous rice porridge.

The door to Xueluo's room was ajar, just to facilitate the entry and exit of 'Feng Lixin'. The hunger strike was just a means, and catching Feng Xinglang was her ultimate goal.

But the person who came in was not Feng Xinglang pretending to be Feng Lixin, but Aunt An, who was carrying food. While closing the door, he was still looking out the door, probably because he was secretly bringing her food without Feng Xinglang's permission.

"Madam, you must be hungry. Eat quickly." Aunt An quickly delivered the bowls and chopsticks to Xueluo.

To be honest, apart from Aunt An's unprincipled protection of the second young master Feng Xinglang and condoning his irregular behaviors, she had always cared for her, Lin Xueluo, in every possible way.

"Aunt An, I won't eat it! Just take it away!" Xueluo insisted.

Since it’s acting, you have to do the whole thing! And the acting must be realistic and realistic enough. Therefore, she firmly refused the food brought in by Aunt An. She just wanted Feng Xinglang to see that she, Lin Xueluo, was serious this time.

"Madam, why are you doing this? If you are angry with the second young master, you don't have to risk your own body." Aunt An was anxious.

From time to time, he glanced at Xueluo's flat belly that showed no signs of missing anything, and almost said directly: You can bear to be hungry, but the little baby in this belly cannot bear to be hungry!

It seems like Xueluo is really pregnant!

"I'm not angry! This is a protest! A strong protest!" Xueluo said excitedly.

In fact, Feng Xinglang just left just to give Aunt An the opportunity to secretly deliver food to Xueluo.

When Feng Xinglang saw the food that Aunt An brought out from the room intact, his handsome eyebrows frowned slightly: Does this woman really want to play?