Madam Is An All-round Big Boss

C567 I'll Marry Her



C567 I'll Marry Her

Fenng Moye urged Che Jin, "Quick, get on the car and go to the hospital nearby. Yanfei, contact the hospital."    

    

Fenng Yanfei nodded solemnly, "Got it, brother. I am already contacting them."    

    

After the group got on the car, Fenng Moye hugged the unconscious Chung Rann in the car. His heart tightened.    

    

It was really the blessing of the heavens. Fortunately, nothing happened. Otherwise, he really would not be able to bear the pain of losing Chung Rann.    

    

Fenng Yanfei looked at Chung Rann who was covered in injuries and her heart admired her even more.    

    

She was really a modern woman who should learn. Other people would always think of retreating when faced with difficulties, but sister-in-law was different. She had never given up on herself in all her life and she had never been defeated by difficulties.    

    

She had always been thinking about how to solve problems and she also believed that as long as she wanted to solve it, she would definitely be able to solve it.    

    

She said to Fenng Moye, "Brother, after sister-in-law wakes up this time, we really have to let her have a good rest. When a person encountered such a disaster, it could more or less have a psychological impact. But I think sister-in-law might not have it, but it would be best to let her rest for a while. "    

    

"Yes, of course. But it's definitely not easy to play alone. Your studio should stop for a while as well. I'll leave the task of accompanying your sister-in-law to you."    

    

Fenng Moye was very serious about Fenng Yanfei's problem, and then he made a very correct decision.    

    

Fenng Yanfei suddenly felt that she was digging a pit for herself, but this person was her favorite sister-in-law, so she could not refuse him.    

    

"I know. Don't worry."    

    

Anyway, she was willing to accompany sister-in-law no matter what. Sister-in-law was such a good person.    

    

"Well, it's fine as long as you are willing. I don't trust anyone else to accompany me."    

    

Fenng Moye was now paying special attention to Chung Rann's safety.    

    

When they reached the hospital, they had already received Fenng Yanfei's orders to wait at the entrance. When Chung Rann arrived, he immediately pushed her towards the operating theater. However, Fenng Moye did not expect that the chief surgeon for Chung Rann was actually Master Rong.    

    

Rong Xueqin looked at the injuries on Chung Rann's body and said to Fenng Moye.    

    

"You don't have to worry. Even if I use all my strength, I will still bring Ran Er back from the Yama King Palace."    

    

Fenng Moye believed in Rong Xueqin. After all, he had been a doctor for so many years, and he was the person his wife respected the most. He didn't need to worry about Rann's life.    

    

"Sorry to trouble you, Grandpa Rong."    

    

"It's fine. You guys just wait outside."    

    

"Alright."    

    

Soon, Chung Rann was pushed into the operating theater. The lights in the operating theater were turned on, and the people outside waited for a long time.    

    

Duan Youlin and the others also felt that the corridor was blocked by them.    

    

Ho Chuan looked at the lights in the operating theater and started to feel inexplicably worried. He put his palms together.    

    

"Oh heavens, you must protect our boss. I will never marry a wife in my life."    

    

Duan Youlin also put his palms together. "Oh heavens, me too. As long as my sister's life is not in danger, I will never marry a wife in my life."    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped on the head by Duan Wenji.    

    

"Is there something wrong with your brain? How can you not marry a wife? Hurry up and stop talking. If the heavens hear this and really don't let you marry your wife in the future, I'll see what you'll do."    

    

Duan Youlin didn't care at all. "If you can't marry her, then you can't. As long as my sister is fine, that's fine."    

    

Duan Wenji kept urging him, "Hurry up. You've been talking so much nonsense with me here. Hurry up. Otherwise, the heavens will take it seriously. What if there really aren't any girls willing to marry you in the future?"    

    

Duan Youlin did not go back on his word as Duan Wenji had said.    

    

"If you don't want to marry, then forget it."    

    

Duan Wenji was completely furious. "If you don't marry your wife in the future, you will make our father mad at you. Do you know that?"    

    

"In the future, if no one is willing to marry him, I will marry him!" Fenng Yanfei walked through the crowd and walked in front of Duan Wenji. Her eyes were especially bright. She said firmly again, "If the heavens really make him unable to marry his wife in the future, I'll marry him."    

    

When Duan Youlin heard this, he asked in disbelief as if he had seen a ghost.    

    

"What did you say? If no one marries me in the future, you want to marry me?"    

    

Fenng Yanfei frowned, "What? You are not willing? But if you are not willing, then forget it. I will not force you."    

    

"No, no. I just feel that it is a little strange. You... Why did you suddenly..."    

    

If he remembered correctly, the two of them were like enemies previously. It was already not bad if they did not fight together, not to mention that Fenng Yanfei even said that she would marry him in the future. This was simply shocking.    

    

Fenng Yanfei shrugged indifferently, "You don't have to think so much. I am also not very keen on getting married. I just feel that it is the same no matter who I marry. Furthermore, I will be married in the future. I will put all of my focus on my work."    

    

As for the men nowadays, she didn't really like them.    

    

Duan Youlin was still a little shocked." Then why did you choose to marry me? "    

    

"Because you are the same as me. We all like you the same. We want to protect someone. " After Fenng Yanfei finished speaking, she looked towards the operating theater. "Do you still remember what I told you back then? Since you also like sister-in-law, then we are friends."    

    

Of course, Duan Youlin could still clearly remember that scene even now. Now that he thought about it, it was quite interesting.    

    

Actually, he liked Fenng Yanfei's personality very much. She was honest, serious, and not pretentious. He really hated those women outside. They pretended to be nice at all times, but in the end, they all came for his money.    

    

He did not lack money. If you were sincere, he would never be stingy. What he hated the most was that they came for his money, which was very disgusting.    

    

Duan Youlin turned his head and said to Duan Wenji proudly, "Big Brother, now that someone is willing to marry, you can't let me take back what I just said, right?"    

    

Duan Wenji was about to go crazy from anger. A sister who was related to him by blood was from the Fenng family. Now, even his own brother wanted to marry the daughter of the Fenng family in the future. Furthermore, this girl seemed to have a nickname given to her by someone in the Fenng family, Little Tyrant.    

    

That was called a dictatorship in the Fenng family, and no one dared to provoke her.    

    

Thinking about it this way, it was quite similar to Little Master's personality.    

    

This younger brother had grown up. There were some things that he really couldn't decide.    

    

Although he didn't say it out loud, in his heart, he absolutely wouldn't allow Duan Youlin to marry the daughter of Fenng family, unless he really couldn't marry her in the end.    

    

Fenng Moye looked at Duan Wenji's disgusted face and cast a sidelong glance at him."    

    

"What? Director Duan still dislikes my sister? Actually, it's the same for us. If your family's Little Master let our family's old man take a look at this Duan family, he might not be worthy of our eyes."    

    


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