ers!"Menglan's hand, which was tightly clutching the cup, trembled slightly. A few drops of hot water splashed onto her back."I know," she said in a hoarse voice, her head bowed. "But I still have to..."No...it's not like that, Miss. I believe the old master back then must have had his reasons, he would never do something as heinous as murder for personal gain..."

"Uncle Zhao, please stop talking. Take me to see my younger brother," Menglan said with a slight curl of her lips, stopping him.

However, she probably only has Uncle Zhao in this world who is willing to believe her. She can't help but feel a warmth mixed with a bitterness in her heart...

"Alright." Zhao Shu wiped away her tears and led her toward the back garden of the Feng family.

Along the way, Zhao Shu also took her to view many of the scenery in the Hou Garden of the Feng family. Although she had often come here before, Menglan couldn't help but stroll around for a while.

Uncle Zhao carefully observed her expression, his tone nostalgic as he reminded, “Although Young Master Feng replaced all the furniture in the house after so many years, there are some places he never allows anyone to touch. I think he probably wants to preserve some memories in his heart.”

Memories...

Meng Lan's eyes were dazed as she looked at every blade of grass and tree in the garden, and even the small waterfall nearby. A strange feeling stirred within her heart.

She and Feng Mu were childhood sweethearts, and the Feng family also possessed too many of her memories.

She still remembered that during every holiday season, she couldn't find Feng Mu's figure. She would sneak into the Feng family, and Zhao Shu would cover for her. She would hide behind that rockery and watch Feng Mu play basketball or sit on a rocking chair reading.

Sunlight poured down, falling upon the slender and muscular figure of the young man. It seemed that every movement he made was filled with the breath of sunshine.

Although several times, he was caught on the spot by Feng Mu, his neck was grasped, and looking at him with gloomy eyes, he sneered at himself, “Liu Xinrui, put away your little tricks. You only have this much ability. Run Keep running!”

And at that time, she wasn't tired at all. She shrank her neck like a quail and shamelessly smiled at him, "Shallow isn't it I didn't scheme against you, I just think that male gods should be secretly admired... well, maybe I miss you a little bit."

Meng Lan would seize any opportunity to take advantage, but every time she reached for Feng Mu's clothes, he would grab her by the collar and pull her away, disdainfully reminding her, "Liu Xinrui, have some shame. We don't have any relationship, so don't keep following me."

"Alright, young master, don't frown. Smile more, your smile is particularly handsome." Menglan took the opportunity to reach out and gently lifted his finger, pulling at the corner of his lips to form a slight arc.

When Feng Mu's face darkened and was about to get angry, she would run away as fast as she could.

Meng Lan would always agree to Feng Mu's promise not to come looking for him again, and she felt a special kind of satisfaction when she did. But in the blink of an eye, she would forget all about it and continue creating various coincidences to appear before Feng Mu and refresh his awareness of her existence.

Recollecting the past, Meng Lan's eyes welled up with a hint of loss. A bittersweet pang echoed in her heart, even bringing a touch of amusement.

Many times, she knew in her heart better than anyone else.

Maybe she had poured all her courage into chasing after Mu before, which led to her being calm and composed now, even indifferent to life and death.

She always thought Feng Mu liked her. Otherwise, why wouldn't he talk to other girls at school but would waste time pestering her Even when he scolded her, she felt a sense of happiness.

Now that she thought about it, she only felt that she had sunk to the lowest point. There was no one in this world who was born cold, it was just his warmth, he wasn't giving it to you.

If she hadn't been so stubborn at the beginning and tried to get closer to Feng Mu, would his impression of her in his heart be a little better now…

"Miss, your younger brother is inside," Zhao Shu hesitated before speaking. "But Young Master Feng specifically instructed that you only have half an hour for a visit."

"I understand, thank you." Menglan was pulled back to her thoughts and simply thanked before pushing the door open.

Although I had mentally prepared myself, my heart still pounded when I pushed open the door.

She didn't expect Feng Mu to let her accompany her brother all the time. The reason she fought so hard for this opportunity was just to see how he was doing.

As soon as she pushed open the door, a strong smell of disinfectant instantly filled her nostrils. Menglan frowned and saw Liangliang lying obediently on the hospital bed. The room was surrounded by various advanced medical equipment, and foreign doctors were examining him.

Upon seeing this, Menglan's face showed surprise.

What's going on, did Feng Mu specially find a medical team for her younger brother

As soon as she entered, the doctor greeted her and then left. Menglan hurried to the bedside, put down her bag, and looked at Liangliang's thin and pale face. Tears welled up in her eyes.

It's her debt...

If she had a bit more ability, and protected her brother well, he wouldn't have been imprisoned here by the seal.

Meng Lan looked at her younger brother's parched lips, stood up and helped him pour a cup of water. She used cotton swabs dipped in water to wipe his lips, but as soon as she touched them for a short time, she saw her younger brother groan in pain and slowly open his eyes.

"Sister" Her younger brother, Liu Liang, brightened at the sight of her. "You came! Am I dreaming"

As she listened to his words, Menglan's long eyelashes fluttered, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

“Sis, is it really you… This isn't a dream, how did you come here Many times I dreamt of you coming to see me, but when I woke up…it was just a dream.” Liu Liang excitedly sat up from the bed, but bending over to work pulled at his wound, causing him to cough uncontrollably.

"Just lie still, don't move." Menglan hurriedly reached out to stop him.

Liu Liang obediently let her lead him around, but his delicate white fingers tightly gripped her palm, his eyes staring intently at her face, afraid of missing any expression.

Mulan's nose suddenly ached, unable to bear looking at her brother's expression any longer. She had so much she wanted to say, but in the end, it all turned into a sigh, "Li-liang, time is pressing. Let's get straight to the point."

She lowered her head, leaning against his ear, and whispered to him, "Have you been bullied living here"

"No." Liu Liang shook his head obediently. "I know it was Feng Mu who locked me in here, but he didn't have anyone mistreat me. He even specially hired a team of international heart specialists for me."

"Sis, what kind of agreement did you reach with him Why is Feng Mu such a bad person…"

"No." Menglan smiled and refused, but there was a hint of forcedness in her smile. She was quite surprised inside. So, Feng Mu really specially invited a medical team for Liangliang.

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