tter, then I don't have to go to work at the company anymore!"向晚 licked her dry lips and listened to his complaints for a while. She comforted him a few words, cheered him up, and then told him not to..."Because you are Chen's father, and you have given him so much, he will surely be overjoyed when he wakes up. I can't bear to see you suffer, morally and emotionally."

Meng Lan explained with extraordinary rationality.

With a few casual words, she effortlessly drew a clear line between them.

Feng Mu lightly lowered his gaze, concealing the trace of loss in his eyes. He gave a faint "um" in response.

And Menglan picked up a bowl from the table, ladled some soup into it, and offered it to Feng Mu.

"Give it a try, it should taste good."

"Good." Feng Mu reached out and took it, using a spoon to stir gently to disperse the heat before putting it in his mouth.

The rich and savory flavor of the soup stimulated his taste buds, causing Feng Mu's eyes to light up suddenly.

The taste was unexpectedly delicious!

"Not bad." Feng Mu lightly nodded, a hint of approval appearing in his eyes as he looked at Meng Lan, "Your skills are getting better and better."

Upon hearing this, Meng Lan couldn't help but lower her eyes and let out a chuckle, "It's nothing special. Maybe it's because I often make supplementary food for Nian Cheng, so my cooking skills naturally improved."

"These past few years have been tough on you." Feng Mu raised his eyes, his expression full of sincerity. "Now that you're back in Haicheng, we can support each other in everything. If there's anything inconvenient for you, you can leave the child with me, and I'll take care of him."

After hearing this, Meng Lan's fingers twitched slightly, "This is not necessary, Nian Cheng is very well-behaved, I can take care of him myself."

Although she had no personal experience, she had heard that the feuds between powerful families were particularly deep, and they placed great importance on their legitimate heirs. She dared not gamble with her own son!

Seeing a flicker of fear in her eyes, Feng Mu's brows furrowed tightly. He quickly changed his words,

"If you don't want to, I won't force you, relax."

Menglan lowered her head and didn't say anything more.

Since Feng Mu has already agreed, whatever else she says will just make her seem unreasonable.

This was probably the most pleasant meal they had since she lost her memory. Feng Mu only silently sipped the soup, very slowly, as if savoring it carefully.

After the meal, Feng Mu's face regained some color. He stood up and said, "It's getting late. You should rest well with the child. Give me a call if anything happens."

"Good."

Mulan lightly nodded her head and also got up to see him off.

When standing in the entrance hall, Feng Mu's footsteps paused slightly. He turned back, his heavy gaze fixed on Menglan.

After a long pause, he opened his lips again and said, "Good night."

"...."

Meng Lan was stunned for a while, and when she gazed at Feng Mu's handsome face, her heart beat heavily.

She pursed her lips, and then found her voice. "Good night."

When he heard her reply, Feng Mu felt as if a burden had been lifted from his shoulders. A slight smile curved his lips as he pushed open the door handle and walked out of the room.

"Bang!"

With a sound of the door closing, Menglan watched his figure disappear from sight. She placed her hand lightly on her chest and let out a slight sigh of relief.

It's really hard to imagine.

Now, she could even speak to Feng Mu with such calmness.

Only after she tried it did she realize that the feeling wasn't bad at all, she should... not hate Feng Mu so much.

……

Happy greetings.

Late at night.

"Ah!"

Towards Evening suddenly screamed in terror, shot up from bed abruptly, her gaze blankly fixed ahead, with beads of sweat covering her forehead.

She had just woken up from a very frightening nightmare about He Hanchuan.

This feeling of being pushed into an abyss by an unseen hand sent chills down her spine, leaving her drenched in cold sweat. Her heart pounded relentlessly, unable to distinguish between reality and a dream.

Especially the endless darkness in the room, drove her to utter despair.

In the past, whenever A-Wan had a nightmare, He Hanchuan would always hug her, gently pat her shoulders like soothing a child until she fell asleep.

But now, towards evening stretched out her hand to touch the pillow beside her, she could only feel the icy touch.

"Bang!"

At that moment, the door was suddenly pushed open and Li Sao walked in from outside. With a "snap," she turned on the light.

"Madam, what's wrong" She rushed to the bedside, her eyes filled with worry as she looked at the weeping A-Wan. "Did you have a nightmare Why... are you crying"

Did you cry

Towards the end, she was stunned for a moment. She instinctively raised her hand to touch her cheek, and sure enough, she felt a damp warmth!

"Aunt Li," she reached out and grasped Aunt Li's arm tightly, worry etched in her eyes. "Does it mean that if you dream about someone, it means they're having a hard time in reality"

"Madam, what are you saying" Li Sao hurriedly opened her mouth to comfort her, "Those are just some unrealistic rumors, don't believe them at all. I even heard that things dreamed about are often the opposite of reality."

"Is that so"

"Of course, madam, when did you become so superstitious"

Hearing what Li Sao said, Xiang Wan finally let out a breath and her expression wasn't so tense anymore.

"Madam, I think you dreamt of your husband" Li Sao asked softly, standing up and pouring her a cup of warm water from the water dispenser.

"Yes."

Yuao nodded lightly.

"You're just too worried about Mr. X, that's why you're having these delusions. Don't worry, everything is taken care of abroad, he won't be in any danger."

Li Sao said, pouring a cup of tea and slowly handing it to Xiang Wan, “You have to learn to relax. Just think of your husband as being on a business trip for half a month. It will be over in the blink of an eye.”

"No, this is different." Xiangwan's palm lightly caressed the water cup, her eyes were tense, and even her tone of voice trembled.

"Before, Hanchuan had also gone on business trips for a week without coming back, and I wouldn't be afraid at all. But this time, in my dream, I actually felt his real departure from me..."

Upon hearing this, Li Sao's face changed abruptly. She hastily interrupted her,

"Tut tut, madam, you mustn't say such things, it's bad luck!"

" "

Upon hearing this, Xiang Wan's face drained of all color, becoming as pale as death.

"Yeah, you're right." Xiangwan raised her hand and lightly patted her mouth. "I was talking nonsense."

Li Sao let out a heavy sigh, “Madam, don’t think of things in the worst light. General He has Shen Hao and so many others by his side, nothing could possibly happen to him. It's you who seems exhausted these days, you should get some rest.”

Wanye pursed her lips, but ultimately didn't say much more. She just sighed,

"Go out."

"Alright, you rest well first. Just call me if you need anything." Li Sao lightly nodded, picked up a cup from beside her, and turned to leave the room.

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