Chapter 155: Escape from home (1/2)

Xue Luo didn't answer the butler's words, but plunged into the night.

”Ma'am, ma'am ...” Mo steward rushed out. Chasing the footsteps of snow falling by street lights.

Grief and indignation could not be added, and Xue Luo stumbled all the way. The only thought in her mind now was to leave Feng Family. Leave Feng for a long time, never come here forever again. Leaving this place where she was distraught.

Mo's housekeeper's pace is fairly robust, and it is not a problem to catch up with the snowfall. When chasing out of the villa area, when a slumped snowfall was about to be caught up, a galloping motorcycle came roaring.

”Xue Luo, get on the car!” The roar came loudly, and Xue Luo quickly stepped on the motorcycle. Then the two whistled away together.

No matter how old the Mo butler is, he can't catch up with the burning motorcycle. In this high-end villa area, there have always been few taxis, but the housekeeper can only watch the motorcycle disappear from his eyelids.

But looking at the direction the motorcycle was just coming in, it should be waiting here. And his wife should know the driver of a motorcycle.

Mr. Mo's steward thought of a person—Fang Yiyan, the senior of Fengshang who was looking for his wife!

At least it was picked up by an acquaintance. Your wife's security should not be a problem. The butler Mo immediately turned around and returned to the community to notify the second master and let him drive out to recover Mrs. Xue Luo.

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Seeing Mrs. Xueluo running away all the way, An An was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. Not to mention that the second master deceived his wife Xueluo. In case that Mrs. Xueluo was pregnant with Feng's young master, she was sprinted in such a sorrowful way, that is, the iron eggs of Jingjing also suffered. Can't be so frustrating!

An Ling knew that she was slow and could not catch up with the snow falling; thinking of something, she hurriedly rushed towards the guest room downstairs.

In the room, Feng Xinglang had dropped the artificial leather goods, but still thoughtfully sitting in a wheelchair.

It didn't look anxious or worried about Xue Luo's running away from home.

”Master No. 2 is not good, Mrs. Xueluo has run away from home! When she ran out, she was still crying, fearing that this time she hurt her heart.” An Zheng angrily reported to Feng Xinglang his wife's whereabouts.

In fact, there is no need to report to An An. Everything that happened in the living room just now passed into Feng Xinglang's ears.

Especially the hysterical cry of the woman: You are all liars! I hate you! I hate you all!

This woman is really strong. It's really mad to be angry, and so energetic!

”Master No.2, go after Mrs. Xueluo. We are wrong, and we should apologize.” An Zhuo persuasively persuaded that the second master, Jin Xinglang, who had been silent was Jin.

”What do you want to recover? Will she continue to scatter with me?” Feng Xinglang hummed.

His handsome face was condensed, and he must have felt happy. It just showed an indifferent look.

This said, An An really stopped him, and asked in confusion, ”Master Er, don't you plan to chase your wife back?”

”My feet are on her! She wants to go, can I keep it? Besides, do you want me to chase her back and lock it in the glass room upstairs?” Feng Xinglang whispered coldly, letting people shudder.

An Zhuo completely choked: For Mrs. Xue Luo, this chase would be locked into the glass room, it might as well not chase it back!