Quick Transmigration Male Lead Transformation Plan

Chapter 72 Can You Control Me?
"It's pretty quick to come back, let's rest for a while, and go to bed after dinner."

Feng Luo's dark circles were obvious, Mo Xiaoyu looked at the time, and now he can't eat dinner after sleeping, so he should wait a while, he shouldn't be in a hurry for an hour or two.

"Well, how are you doing, is your arm better?"

"It's okay, but the doctor is always making a fuss and saying that he has to wait for you to come back to make a decision. Do you think I can directly refuse?"

Mo Xiaoyu pointed to the immobilized arm and showed it to Feng Luo. The palm outside the plaster was completely free to do various movements.

"Please bear with it a little longer. It's only been a month. It's getting better so quickly that it's easy to make people suspicious."

After returning home this time, Feng Luo did a comprehensive examination in the old house. Of course, only he, the old man, and the old man's exclusive doctor knew the result.

It's just that this result, even Feng Luo himself was a little confused, but generally speaking, it was a good thing, but it was the kind that could not be known by others, so we must be careful not to let people discover Mo Xiaoyu's abnormality.

"Trouble"

Sitting back on the sofa, Mo Xiaoyu looked at this arm a little irritated, but it seemed that it was too fast. It's okay for the protagonist to have this situation, but she doesn't have the aura of the protagonist, so she has to be patient.

After Mo Xiaoyu decided not to struggle this time, the plaster cast on her arm remained until the beginning of the university.

When she saw Feng Luo who brought the materials into the school with her, Mo Xiaoyu realized why he had no objection to the university affairs at all, and even looked forward to it. This guy had planned it in advance.

"Xiaoyu is angry?"

From being thrown blankly to being ignored along the way, Feng Luo felt that he was really innocent. Isn't it normal for him to go to college at his age?

"No, I'm just worried about my life in school. It's troublesome to be the center of attention of others!"

I also know that it is impossible for Feng Luo to keep a low profile in school, and let alone the issue of social status, his face is a bit too attractive.

But it doesn't really feel bad, at least the distance is close, and you can see it, so don't let him make any big troubles.

Only this time, Mo Xiaoyu found out that she had guessed wrong again. Feng Luo was very low-key in school. The hairstyle and other things are all done. If you are not very careful, you can only say that this is a more delicate nerd.

During the four years of college, Mo Xiaoyu lived a very comfortable life, which could be regarded as making up for the regrets in her own life.

It's just the only shortcoming, probably because she doesn't have any friends anymore, but she didn't feel much about it, but Feng Luo, who caused this situation, expressed guilt a few times, but was taken aside by Mo Xiaoyu.

"Xiao Yu, you have graduated from university, what are your plans for the future?"

Leaning on the car door, Feng Luo looked at Mo Xiaoyu who walked beside him. In fact, he was the most satisfied in the past four years. Xiaoyu had a great time playing, and so did he. The ease in college will never be there in the future , and at home.
Thinking of Grandpa's request, Feng Luo unconsciously tightened his face. This feeling of being controlled was really bad.

"I don't have any plans, what about you, can you help me figure it out?"

"Xiaoyu."

Mo Xiaoyu was just teasing, but now Feng Luo's mood happened to be delicate, so he fell into a strange and quiet atmosphere for a while.

"Grandpa said that I should have had enough fun and planned to arrange the rest of my life. This feeling of being controlled is really annoying, even though he may think it is the best for me. So, does Xiaoyu feel that I Too much?"

It's the first time Feng Luo felt so clearly how disgusting it feels to be controlled.

Naturally brought into his usual relationship with Mo Xiaoyu, it seemed that many things were decided by him, and he never even asked Xiaoyu for his opinion.

"If you don't like it, just find a way to refuse it. I know that as the heir of a family, you are not so free in everything, so your goal should be changed. The heir is not the master after all, right?"

Feng Luo is now in a paradoxical stage.

In the past, there were various struggles and conflicts within the Feng family, but these, after he initially obtained the approval of the old man of the Feng family, basically went smoothly, and these years, his inertia has been cultivated up.

Now, when the old man of the Feng family intends to arrange for him to do something he doesn't like, this is the only way to break this inertia.

It's just that the reorganization after fragmentation requires a lot of time and energy, and of course there are more calculations.

"Will Xiaoyu hate my previous arrangements?"

Compared with Mo Xiaoyu's various thoughts, what Feng Luo thought was actually very simple, that is Xiaoyu, did he hate him because of it?

".What makes you feel that you are controlling me?"

Laughing angrily at Feng Luo's focus, Mo Xiaoyu didn't expect him to be entangled with this, so, Feng Luo, how much do you care about your Feng family?
"Maybe it's an illusion, but don't you really find it annoying?"

"Let's go home first, and I'll let you know what the answer is."

Mo Xiaoyu opened the car door and got in. He looked at Feng Luo and raised his eyebrows. This is the school entrance. When he gets home, he will let him know what control means!
"It hurts, it hurts! I know it"

In the training room at home, Feng Luo was lying on the ground watching Mo Xiaoyu with a distorted expression.

Sure enough, his brain is not working well, this woman really doesn't care about those things before, or else he should have felt the pain long ago.

"Xiao Yu, as a girl, you need to learn what gentleness is, you are too cruel."

Feng Luo just lay on the ground unable to get up. Although his whole body was in severe pain, this feeling that reminded him that this was reality was actually not bad.

"What did the old man ask you to go back for?"

Sitting beside him, Mo Xiaoyu felt that he might have deliberately shed tears of sympathy for Feng Luo.

If he guessed correctly, this time the old man of the Feng family asked him to go back and get engaged, to marry a young lady who was not worth less than him.

"Let me go back to get engaged, get married, and take over the Feng family by the way."

It's not that the idea of ​​the old man of the Feng family is bad, he really wanted to hand over the Feng family to Feng Luo bit by bit, so he brought it up when he was still in good health.

Of course, the head of the Feng family who wants to be replaced smoothly, to prevent those children and grandchildren from being completely wiped out by Feng Luo, this may be the reason why the old man of the Feng family is anxious.

"You want to refuse?"

In the plot, Feng Luo refused, and the quarrel was so tense that he lost the support of the old man of the Feng family for a while.

It's just that now, the plot has been turned a few times, and Mo Xiaoyu is not sure what will happen.

As for the idea of ​​​​returning the plot, Mo Xiaoyu had thought about it as early as when he doubted the girl's purpose. He just let it happen. Anyway, even half the points are enough to change the uncle's medicine. Why should he have to force himself to do something he doesn't like? things.

(End of this chapter)