for it.""A-Wai was stunned, glancing at the girl's dress. It was a high-end designer series, one she couldn't afford to replace, "This dress is beyond my pay grade," she said. "But if you'd like, afte...The next second, Feng Mu slowly raised his head. Because of the alcohol, a blush colored his handsome face.

"Xiaorui," he looked at Menglan, his hawk-like eyes filled with sincerity, and cautiously opened his mouth, "I was wrong. For so many years, I made a terrible mistake."

For a moment, all the bodyguards and waiters in the room stared at Menglan with astonishment, their faces etched with disbelief.

What kind of woman could make Feng Mu submit

Upon hearing this, Menglan's nose felt a twinge of sadness.

She watched as Feng Mu pulled her hand, looking distraught and lost. His short hair was messy, and there was even a trace of pity in his expression. Her heart ached as if it were being ripped apart.

Suddenly, she felt that any revenge was meaningless.

The tragedy has already happened, no matter what we do, we can't go back to the past.

"Feng Mu, this world doesn't offer forgiveness for every mistake." Meng Lan's voice was heavy, her eyelids weighed down with fatigue. She spoke again, "Everything you've done is childish. If you truly cared, you would set each other free, and leave each other undisturbed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Mu's tall figure trembled slightly. He held Meng Lan's hand tightly and refused to let go.

Menglan lowered her eyes in disappointment, not expecting Feng Mu to truly let her go. She gave a wry smile and turned to leave.

As soon as she stepped to the door, she saw He Hanchuan walk out from the restroom on the other side. His tall figure stood before her, blocking her path.

"Hello, President He," Menglan nodded respectfully.

He Hanchuan faintly "um"ed, his voice slightly low, before asking, "Not bring him back"

"I'm injured, I can't move him." Menglan's voice was cold, as if she didn't care at all.

Just as she reached the door, she hesitated, her voice hoarse, reminding him word by word.

"Mr. He, please take good care of him."

He Hanchuan's brow was slightly raised, the corner of his lips curled into a smile, and his hands slowly slid into his pockets. In the end...he was a little reluctant

There's still a chance for the underdog.

"Take care of yourself, I still have to go home and hug my wife!" He Hanchuan's tone was feigning annoyance, he waved his hand, took the car keys from the bodyguard's hand, and walked out of the bar.

Looking at his departing figure, Menglan felt a little uneasy and hesitated on the spot. But then she thought to herself, since they had already drawn a line, there shouldn't be too much contact.

At this point, Menglan made up her mind and turned to leave.

Although Feng Mu was already quite drunk, those bodyguards and servers would never let him wander the streets.

……

This night, Menglan didn't sleep well. Perhaps it was because she was confined to the hospital ward, making her feel oppressed and suffocated.

The next day, Menglan had planned to go find Wang Ling and have a good talk, hoping to be able to leave the hospital early and go home to rest.

But unexpectedly, the door was suddenly knocked on with a "knock knock," and a man walked in who was completely unexpected.

Feng Xing was wearing loose casual clothes, her hair was messy, and she still looked like she hadn't woken up.

When he saw the pastries that Wang Ma had brought yesterday on the tea table, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickened his pace. "Not bad, you know I didn't have breakfast, so you prepared this specially for me"

Meng Lan just wanted to speak, but seeing him already took the pastry and shoved it into his mouth, eating it with gusto, she could only helplessly curl her lips.

"You came here, you couldn't be wanting to mooch off me for breakfast, could you"

"Pooh!" Feng Xing glared at her, "Do you think I have so much free time It's not because you called me yesterday. Do you have a brain How can you talk about that kind of thing over the phone"

After she spoke, Menglan's brows furrowed. At the time, she was truly scared, and only now did she realize it was inappropriate.

She was quick-witted. Standing up, she switched her phone to flashlight mode and carefully shone it around every corner of the ward.

"Seeing no signs of fluorescence, he let out a breath of relief. 'It's safe to continue,' he said."

Feng Xing had eaten almost enough. He patted his hands and nodded in satisfaction, "Not bad, did you learn it specially"

“No, when I used to manage the Dream Mansion, there were always a few customers who would discreetly place cameras in the corners. It was obvious at a glance.” Meng Lan went to the water dispenser and poured herself a cup of warm water, then walked over and handed it to Feng Xing.

Then, she sat down in the opposite chair, her face solemn, and spoke up to remind him.

"Let's cut to the chase. If we're going to work together, you need to tell me your real identity. Otherwise...what reason do I have to trust you"

Feng Xing's long fingers clenched the glass, bringing it to his lips for a light sip. His eyes held a thoughtful expression.

I thought he would be averse, but to my surprise, after not much deliberation, he spoke in a deep voice.

"I think you should have investigated enough by now. Uncle Two of the Feng family is my stepfather. As for my mother, she was originally an employee of the Feng family. She rose to become Mrs. Two of the Feng family thanks to her outstanding appearance."

Listening to his mocking laughter, Menglan's expression grew serious. She reminded him again, "I'm afraid it's not that simple, is it"

Feng Xing's handsome face gradually withdrew his smile, "bang" a sound put the teacup on the table, his tone was filled with hatred,

Let me tell you a story. There once was a girl named Xia Wan, a simple country girl. Her parents had arranged for her to be betrothed to the son of their friend just two months after she was born. The boy's name was Chen Su.

Xia Wan and Chen Su were childhood sweethearts. Perhaps because their parents always talked about arranged marriages, they gradually developed feelings for each other. Their marriage could have been happy, until one day, a brother who was over ten years older than Xia Wan suddenly appeared in her family.

At this point, Feng Xing's eyes flashed with intense hatred as she gulped down several mouthfuls of water from her cup.

When the water in his cup was gone, Menglan got up and poured him another. She patiently persuaded him.

If you don't want to say it, you don't have to.

Perhaps because she could too well feel the pain of having her scars ripped open, Menglan felt pity.

"It's nothing." Feng Xing raised his slender fingers and rubbed his temples, continuing, "That older brother is the son of Xia Wan's father's comrade-in-arms. Because the two families are relatively close, the comrade-in-arms sent his son to the countryside to experience life."

Although Xia Wan was a simple person, she was quite beautiful. Her older brother fell for her and pursued her passionately, but Xia Wan's heart belonged to Chen Su, so nothing came of it.

Chen Su was good in every way, but he had been suffering from a stomach ailment for a long time. After marrying Xia Wan, it gradually turned into cancer. They traveled all over the world seeking medicine, but to no avail. Their family was also bankrupted.

"Not until Liu's Group launched a new gastric cancer drug and recruited trial participants, with all treatment costs waived, did Chen Su take the gamble. However, she was unwittingly drawn into an internal power struggle that cost her her life!"

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