fetime. Why would I tie them to me and come over to take a look every now and then"Mr. He used to come to Meng Hui Society only once every six months, but now he's here all the time!"Mr. He, as a subo..."What were you looking at just now" Xia Yihang pulled open the chair in front of her and slowly sat down.

“Thinking about Mengcheng and Jiajia,” Menglan twisted open the thermos lid, slowly pouring it into a nearby cup, and smilingly answered, “I think it’s better to just be a child. There are no worries, even if you get hurt, it won’t take long to recover.”

"Yeah." Xia Yihang also glanced at Jiajia, "This child, when I was with her, I couldn't see how happy she was. Only when she saw Niancheng did she act like a wild animal."

"They're all just children," Menglan chuckled lightly.

After she finished speaking, Menglan lightly sipped some warm water. Instantly, she felt warmth spreading through her body, a feeling of deep comfort.

"Summer Big Brother, you just said you had something to tell me, what is it"

After hearing this, Xia Yihang finally calmed down. His face was heavy. "I didn't want to talk about him, but since you're so curious, I should give you a clear explanation."

"Are you talking about Feng Mu"

"Yes." Xia Yihang nodded.

Meng Lan pursed her red lips, no longer continuing to speak up against it.

Yes, she also wanted to know... about what happened between her and Feng Mu, about why she lost that memory, and what exactly she had gone through. The more details, the better.

Xia Yichan stood up from her chair, her hands behind her back, and explained in a low voice.

" Niancheng is your and his child. I think you should already know that."

Menglan looked at him, "Yes, but we don't seem to be married yet..."

"Yes, you didn't marry Feng Mu, and haven't you ever thought about it Why are you a native of Haicheng, living in such a big city, but five years ago you came to Yun City with your child" Xia Yihang questioned her.

His rules were clear, every word was very sharp, and he went straight to the point!

Menglan's lips were tightly pressed together, and she murmured softly, "Of course I have thought about it, but it seems like everyone is very busy and no one wants to mention anything about Feng Mu. I don't have time to ask either..."

Xia Yichan's lips curled into a sarcastic sneer, and she spoke seriously, reminding him, "That's not because everyone is busy, it's just that they don't know how to reply to you."

"What is consciousness"

Menglan slightly raised her head, staring at him in astonishment.

If she could still find logic at the beginning, now she can't grasp any sense.

Xia Yichan gave her a heavy look, as if after making some great decision, he took out his phone from his pocket, flipped through a few photos, and then handed them to her.

“I know just saying it with my mouth doesn't hold much weight, so I collected some information about that year.”

"Read this carefully. After you're done, you should be able to figure out what your relationship with Feng Mu really is."

Hearing Xihan's words, Menglan's eyes held a hint of bitterness.

Her eyes were fixed on the phone, her throat moving slightly, a hint of fear in her eyes.

For a moment, a sense of foreboding washed over me.

"You're backing down" Xia Yihan looked at Meng Lan's unsightly face and slowly put away her phone. "In that case, you better prepare for next time. Let's see then."

Just as he was about to put his phone back in his pocket, Menglan suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm tightly, "Wait a minute, I want to see."

Since we'll have to face this sooner or later, it might as well be done openly and honestly. Let's get to the bottom of this once and for all.

"Good." Xiahan Xia's face showed relief, and as she spoke, she handed the phone to Menglan.

Menglan took it and, after a deep breath, prepared herself before looking at the phone.

As expected, the moment she saw the first picture, her face seemed to drain of all color, turning as pale as death.

It was a front page of a newspaper from five years ago. In bold, black type, the headline read: "Breaking News: Cracks Appear in CEO Feng's Marriage, Caught with Mistress Leaving Hotel at Night."

There were also several newspapers trailing behind, their headlines all so appalling.

“Explosive news! An in-depth investigation reveals the details of the woman who inserted herself into Feng Mu's marriage. It turns out she was once a beloved heiress of the Liu Group but has now fallen to a life of prostitution!”

"Fēng Mù's fiancée appeared for an interview, expressing her belief in Fēng Mù but strongly condemning the mistress!"

Although the newspaper is five years old and the print is a little blurry, from the photos stuck on it, this so-called third party who interfered in someone else's marriage is her!

So she was actually Feng Mu's mistress before

“Why” Menglan slowly put down her phone, momentarily stunned. “How could I have become a third party I hate this kind of thing the most! But I can't believe I've actually become that person!”

Xia Yichan looked at her painful expression and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

"Little Meng, those things are not your fault. It was Feng Mu who kept you bound and imprisoned, even forcing you to go to nightclubs with men to help him secure a deal." Xia Yihang stepped forward, gently stroking her face, her voice soft as she explained, "It's his wrongdoing, you shouldn't blame yourself."

And upon hearing his words, Menglan's head suddenly buzzed with a sound. She opened her mouth in disbelief and said, "Are you sure all of this happened to me Did Feng Mu really do this to me"

"There are more photos later on." Xia Yihang reminded her.

After listening, Menglan's face also became extremely heavy. She picked up her phone again, trembling as she looked at the other photos.

And when she saw her wearing a miniskirt, with delicate makeup, attentively accompanying the client, the last line of defense in his heart also completely collapsed.

It was as if a black cloak had been draped over her, and then suddenly someone appeared and ripped all her clothes off, leaving her feeling incredibly ashamed.

"Alright, that's enough!" Menglan said excitedly, her voice trembling. She gripped the water glass tightly, her face contorted with pain.

How could this be

How could she have done such a thing, and while her mind was completely clear...

"No, I don't believe it." Menglan's face twisted in pain. She threw her phone aside, her voice trembling as she whispered, "It can't be possible."

"Xiaomeng, accept reality," Xia Yichan said, gripping her arm tightly with a serious tone. "The newspaper up there couldn't be fake. Your relationship with Feng Mu is definitely not ordinary, but don't worry, it's all over now. We'll pretend nothing happened, okay"

No matter how he tried to explain himself, he couldn't calm Menglan's anxiety.

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