Chapter 627 Buy, Buy, Buy!

again. Jiang Qingran's life is a life, but isn't Wang Wan's life a life too!"This was her first time crying since she got out of prison. She wasn't sobbing, just tears streaming down her face nonstop..."Bang bang—"

At that moment, the door was suddenly pushed open and Menglan walked in carrying a tray.

Feng Mu raised his head and when he saw her wearing a lace, hollowed-out nightgown, he couldn't take his eyes away, his Adam's apple bobbing.

Meng Lan carefully closed the study door and walked to his side, lifting the tray. The aroma of the food wafted up, "You haven't had dinner tonight, you'll starve your stomach if you don't eat at least a little."

Saying that, she slightly bent down and handed him her chopsticks!

And Feng Mu's gaze fell upon the unobstructed spring light on her chest, his eyes revealing a trace of heat. Although he sensed Meng Lan's ill intentions, he still subconsciously took the chopsticks from her hand.

He expressionlessly picked up the food on the table, and in a haughty tone, reminded him.

“I'm just giving you some face.”

"Alright, you, the esteemed CEO, are willing to grace me with your presence and eat my cooking. I'm truly honored. You flatter me, that's all." Dream Orchid responded helplessly, refilling his teacup.

After eating and drinking his fill, Feng Mu's handsome face gradually softened the coldness. He picked up a tissue and slowly wiped the corner of his lips, waving his hand, "Withdraw."

Meng Lan stood aside, motionless, until she saw Feng Mu cast his gaze upon her. Only then did she take a step and walk towards him.

She took a deep breath, her hands resting on Feng Mu's shoulders. She strode forward, straddling his thigh, leaning in and kissing Feng Mu's icy lips.

Although Feng Mu didn't respond to her, Meng Lan's face also began to heat up. Her soft and boneless hand skillfully unbuttoned his pajamas and wanted to reach further down.

"Ugh..." Suddenly, a sharp pain shot up her wrist, and her back slammed hard against the corner of the table.

"Just say it, what's your objective!" Feng Mu narrowed his eyes dangerously. He appeared serious on the surface, but his breath was already ragged and heavy.

"Whatever my purpose may be, I only have one small request." Menglan's fingertips circled on his chest, her lips turning down in displeasure. "Being locked up in the manor all the time, I'm so bored! I want to go shopping!"

After speaking, Feng Mu sarcastically laughed coldly, "Shopping This isn't your usual style."

"...So, will it work or not" Menglan acted coy, purposely swaying her hips on his thigh.

"No!" Feng Mu rejected her categorically, his whole body already heated from her rubbing against him. He instinctively grabbed her hand.

"Oh!" Menglan responded with a lost sigh, 'rubbing' off his leg in an instant. The hint of charm on her face disappeared completely.

As she was about to leave, Feng Mu tightly grasped her wrist, refusing to let go. He leaned down slightly, trapping her in his embrace. "You're really quite pragmatic," he murmured.

"Then what" Meng Lan blinked, "As a shrewd businessman, Mr. Feng should be clearer than anyone about the equivalence of interests, right"

She gently stroked her hair, but in the blink of an eye, Feng Mu pressed her down hard, his long fingertips gripping her jaw tightly. "I think you should have heard, whoever lights the fire, who comes to put it out!"

Meng Lan's eyes widened as she tried to decipher the meaning behind his words. Before she could react, her pajamas were torn to shreds, and her red lips were sealed by his...

The next day.

Meng Lan's waist and back ached as she struggled to get out of bed. She almost stumbled and fell to the floor. Now she understood, never try to play mind games in front of Feng Mu.

She not only made no progress, but was also completely defeated by him...

Menglan was so angry that she couldn't even taste her breakfast. She sat in the restaurant, staring at the pure white milk stains in the cup she was tightly clutching. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head: should she give Feng Mu a love potion

No, no!

When he wakes up, he might just throw himself to the wolves!

"Good morning, Miss Meng!" Suddenly, a chorus of greetings came from behind her, startling Meng Lan so badly that her hand shook and she spilled half her milk.

She stiffened her head and glanced back—

"Who are you" She looked at the line of black-clad bodyguards behind her, her face paling with fear. Oh gosh, wouldn't Feng Mu really throw her to the wolves

"Miss Meng, Mr. Feng has instructed us to take you shopping." The bodyguard at the front stretched his lips, trying to manage a smile, but... it was more terrifying than crying!

Stepping forward, he held out a black card with both hands. "This is from CEO Feng."

"Glug!" Menglan swallowed nervously, staring at the black card. She was stunned for a long time. "I just wanted to go shopping, but I don't need this many people following me. Can you guys stay home"

The bodyguard continued to laugh, a more sinister grin spreading across his face. "No, but if Miss Meng finds us to be an inconvenience, we can stay out of sight nearby."

"Damn it, Feng Mu! Isn't he insulting me with this money!"

Meng Lan hated it so much that her teeth were grinding, but luckily, even if she wasn't doing well, she was still free to go shopping.

She still took the black card from the bodyguard's hand. She didn't really intend to go shopping, but she wanted to take this opportunity to probe the enemy's situation.

Judging by this situation, Feng Mu won't let her meet her father alone for a while.

Then she had no choice but to return to her old ways—run away!

……

After changing her clothes, the bodyguard drove her to the most bustling skyscraper in the city center. As soon as she got out of the car, she coldly ordered, "Find a place to hide. I don't want to be so high-profile."

"Yes." The bodyguards replied, and quickly dispersed like birds and beasts.

Menglan walked into the building and started browsing from the first floor. Since Feng Mu paid for it, she wasn't being polite at all. She went to a jewelry store and directly handed her black card to the clerk, "Wrap up all your latest pieces of jewelry for me. I'll give you my address later, and have them delivered."

"Good, ma'am," the counter lady giggled.

Meng Lan didn't stop, she went to the second floor and then the third floor, buying almost all the clothes and bags from well-known brands. Oddly enough, she felt that the gloom in her heart had lessened.

No wonder people online say that shopping can cure all diseases.

She wanted to see Feng Mu's phone consumption records right now. They would definitely be ringing non-stop, and sure enough, after a while, Feng Mu sent her a text message: "Do you need me to ask Wang Ling over to take a look at your brain"

Dreamland sneered, raising a hand to retort: "Mr. Feng wouldn't even spare the money to buy a gift for a woman, would he"

Feng Mu: "How many meals are you planning to cook to repay me"

Be a big dummy.

Meng Lan wasn't going to pay him any mind. She put her phone in her pocket and continued browsing the shoe store. Suddenly, her phone rang again. It was Feng Mu sending her a very long list of dishes, valid only for tonight!

He's really never one to make a loss on a deal!

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