Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me

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A wedding dress is a woman's dream clothes.

It is an innate princess complex.

Just like which wonderful young woman is not good at Huaichun, I believe that whether it is a happy bride-to-be or a single woman among the boudoirs, they all have acacias for a gorgeous wedding dress.

Among them, Xue Luo, a divorced single mother.

In order to avoid the peak of traffic flow, the driver chose a newly opened road.

When passing by a bridal shop, Xue Luo's eyes were really attracted by the white wedding dress in the window.

I was in a hurry when I was married into the Feng family, and I didn't even wear a wedding dress.

She didn't look back until the wedding dress disappeared from the sight of snow falling.

The child Lin Nuo in her arms looked at the focus that Mommy had just focused on, and also saw the main wedding dress in the window.

I can see that my dear mommy likes that white dress very much.

Although the little guy felt that the white skirt was a little exaggerated, but since Mummy liked it, he felt that it was necessary to satisfy her desire to be beautiful.

"Mum, do you like that white dress?" The little guy asked.

When looking at his 5-year-old son in his arms, Xue Luo sighed slightly: The children are so old, what kind of energy is it?

Do you still want to let Feng Xinglang marry yourself with great fanfare?

He is so arrogant and high above him that he won't do such boring and troublesome things!

"Mummy just sees ... it doesn't matter if you like it or not."

There was a slight bitterness in the heart, and Xue dropped his head and kissed his son's face to calm his messy mood.

Xue Luo led his son Lin Nuo into the ward, and was seduced into his arms by a tall figure.

"Good boy, do you want to kiss my dad?"

Feng Xinglang held up his son Lin Nuo with one hand, and a ring around Xue Luo's boneless waist, a very contented gesture.

"Nothing! What do you miss? I just want to kiss my mummy!"

Said the little guy Xiaojiao. Don't forget to please your own mum.

"Anyone else? Are you afraid your dad is worried?"

Feng Xing Rambo sympathized.

"Feng Xinglang, you are so old, don't sell well! By the way, are you rich? I want money!"

Cold, what did the little guy think, and asked eagerly.

"Want money? What? Talk about your girlfriend?" Feng Xinglang asked with interest.

"What are you asking so much? You just have to give me money!"

The little guy hummed impatiently. Such a thing that can please my dear mommy, can't let the **** Feng Xinglang grab the limelight.

"Nuo Nuo, what do you want for money? Mommy has it here. Is it for candy or toys? Do you want to, Mommy can help you buy it?"

Xue Luo felt that it was a bit premature for a 5-year-old child to ask for money.

"Mummy, I don't want to spend your money!"

The little guy shouted, "Feng Xinglang, do you give it?"

"Here! It is the honor of my dad to give money to my dear son! Say, how much do you want?" Feng Xinglang refreshed.

How much? The little kid counted his fingers ...

Little things that are only 5 years old have no concept of money; I do n’t know how much it costs to buy a wedding dress!

"Then how much money do you think is appropriate for me?" The little guy asked in return.

Xue Luo immediately took out ten yuan from his handbag. "Nono, is ten yuan enough?"

"Ten dollars? So little? Beggars don't want it, okay!" The little boy looked disgusted.

A gold card was delivered to the little guy, "Take it hard! Brush! You know the password, your own date of birth."

"That's ridiculous!"

The little guy took the gold card given by his dad, and happily shoved it into his small schoolbag.

"Feng Xinglang! Don't even ask, just give your child a gold card?"

Xue Luo was anxious, "Your son is only 5 years old!"

"Don't talk about a gold card, it's a star in the sky, his father and my life, I'll gladly give it! Right, my son?"

"That's pretty much it!"

The little one did not hesitate, and kissed Feng Xinglang's cheek loudly.

*******

The person who is most concerned about the whole situation is not Feng Xinglang, Hetun, or Yan Bang, but Cong Gang who has been planning!

Everyone else has more comprehensive information in his hands. He watched the whole situation closely!

For a long time, Cong Gang was like a mysterious man.

"Boss, I found out: The person who went to the kindergarten to Feng Lin Nuo to send photo papers really turned out to be Lan Youyou! His name was Subaqua, a Thai boxer. It was the bodyguard of Hetun that poisonous fish was rewarded to the right daughter Lan Youyou. "

Cong Gang put back the gentleman Lan in his hand, and sneered sneerly:

"I'm afraid that Yan Bang would never think of it: he would plant it in the hands of a woman!"

"This blue yoyo is really poisonous. She has escaped from the dead, and has not forgotten to give Yan Bang a fatal blow!

Wei Kang does not seem to have a good opinion of Lan Youyo.

It's always an abomination to think a woman is too insidious. Not to mention like it.

"Lan Youyou is the righteous daughter of Hetun. She would let Yan Bang pass away, that's strange!"

"Boss, what should we do next?"

Wei Kang's inquiry left Cong Gang in a moment of contemplation.

"Weikang, in your opinion: Yan Bang fights Hetun fiercely ... who has a better chance of winning?" Cong Gang asked.

Wei Kang raised his eyebrows, "Yan Bangsheng is in the number, and Hetun wins is excellent ... The result is really hard to say! But if Hetun plays with Yin, it will definitely be Hetun!"

"What if you add Feng Xinglang?" Cong Gang asked again.

"Plus Feng Xinglang?"

Wei Kang froze for a moment, "Which is Feng Xinglang? One is his dad, the other is his base friend ..."

"What base friend? That's so bad!"

Cong Gang's eyebrows twisted slightly.

Wei Kang froze, and then silent.

It seems that he did not expect that a joke of his own would make Boss, who had been quiet for thousands of years, instantly unhappy.

"I think ... Feng Xinglang should be ours!"

Cong Gang restored his thousand years of indifference.

"It's ours? How is it possible! He will be like us, smiling at Hetun and Yan Bang killing each other?"

Wei Kang raised his objection.

Leng Shengsheng, Cong Gang overflowed a nasty sentence from his teeth, "Hetun deserves to die in my hands!"

"You try to tell Lin Xueluo first: Let ’s say someone went to kindergarten to put a picture paper for his 5 year old son without clothes on him! And that person, Lan Youyou's men, called Subaqui! Let that woman put pressure on Feng Xinglang: what a horrible woman a woman whose husband has repeatedly used for her life! "