Chapter 821 Holding Her

ke you being alone with other men." 。They were very close, and when he spoke, the smell of alcohol sprayed onto Xiang Wan's face. 。She wanted to step back, to create some distance between them, but t...After finishing everything, Feng Mu stood by the bed for a long while. He was about to leave, but at the moment he took his first step, he felt a pang of reluctance.

Thus, after weighing his options, Feng Mu still lifted the covers and took off his shoes, carefully crawling inside.

To prevent Menglan from waking up, he deliberately moved very gently, only occupying a small area by the bed, and held Menglan in his arms.

Holding Menglan's warm and delicate body, Feng Mu's heart seemed to melt away. He carefully stroked her head, treating her like a precious treasure, unable to let go no matter what.

Five years.

To outsiders, it seemed like only a few years had passed, but for him, it felt like an eternity. He couldn't count how many years he had spent longing to hold Menglan in his arms.

It's a pity, he didn't have much of a chance.

“Ugh…” Just then, the dream orchid he was holding suddenly groaned and frowned.

Upon seeing this, Feng Mu's handsome face turned rather ugly. He didn't know what to do for a moment. He never expected that the president of Feng Group would be caught in such a compromising situation.

Realizing this, Feng Mu's spine stiffened abruptly, and his whole person became awkward.

He was already preparing how to explain things to Menglan, but then he saw the latter just turn over and wave her hands in the air a few times, her voice filled with irritability.

"Oh, what a nasty fly! Get away from me and don't bite my son."

"......"

Feng Mu dared not breathe, lowering his head and quietly watching Meng Lan's self-talking appearance.

Menglan muttered for a while, then fell back into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Feng Mu finally let out a sigh of relief. The tension in his shoulders eased slightly, and a wry smile curved his lips.

That's good, I wasn't discovered.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to explain it clearly, let alone the fact that Menglan doesn't remember him now. If he did speak, she might mistake him for a thug.

Only when Menglan was confirmed to not wake up again did Feng Mu turn away.

Meng Lan truly felt sorry for her son. Afraid of mosquitoes biting him, she tightly embraced his body, refusing to let go.

But she was lying on her side, clearly uncomfortable. The weather was so stifling, and with Menglan holding her so tightly, Liu Niancheng's forehead was already covered in sweat.

Feng Mu looked at it and couldn't help but laugh and cry. He could only reach out and gently hug Meng Lan into his arms, separating her from her son.

"Ugh..." Menglan groaned.

She was still half asleep, not quite awake. She rolled over and mistook him for Liu Niancheng, hugging his waist tightly.

Feng Mu's tall figure stiffened, held tightly in her embrace. For a moment, he couldn't bear to push her away.

Night gradually deepened.

Feng Mu remained in that position, quietly gazing at Meng Lan's features for a long time, unable to tear his eyes away.

Perhaps only at this time could he openly look at Menglan without causing the other party to feel repulsed.

Love, undoubtedly, is humble.

Even the most capable person, when faced with someone in their life who can subdue them, will not be able to escape this hurdle. No one is exempt.

……

Miss Shan Shan, there's news from the hospital. Meng Lan... she has woken up!

On the dressing table, Gu Shan was wearing a red nightgown, her wavy hair cascading over her shoulders. She had delicate makeup on and was applying lipstick in her hand.

Originally, this was a very normal action.

But now, to do this at past one in the morning, it just makes the scene even stranger.

Behind her stood an assistant, respectfully bowing his head, stammering as he spoke, "Miss ShanShan, what should we do now Should we take action or not Just tell us what you want."

"Bang!"

Gu Shan slammed the lipstick in her hand onto the table, a hint of collapse appearing in her eyes. "Action What action I asked you to do something, and look at what you've done, it's simply terrible."

"The assistant lowered her head, but she wouldn't say another word. "

And Gu Shan seemed to have thought of something, hurriedly picked up the phone on the table, flipping through the address book. She heard a "ding" sound and immediately dialed the number.

After less than a minute, the call was answered. Feng Xing's groggy voice slowly came through, "Hello Miss, could you please check the time before calling someone next time"

"Cut the crap, I'm asking you why Meilan is still alive! How can she possibly be back!" Gu Shan's voice was filled with agitation and resentment.

"What Do I still need you to comment on my work" Feng Xing sneered, "Besides, didn't the police already give an answer Meng Lan crashed the car into a tree at the time, and she was wearing her seatbelt, that's why she survived. Can't you understand"

"Cut the crap." As soon as those words were uttered, Meng Lan's anger flared instantly.

I've already had people investigate. While the brakes were tampered with, it wasn't fatal at the time.

And don't think I don't know, the most important point is, even if Menglan didn't drive the car into the tree, you already had a car arranged nearby to come out and stop it in time. You never even thought about wanting to kill Menglan!

As soon as the words left her mouth, Feng Xing on the other end of the phone fell into a deep silence.

He didn't deny it, just let his voice turn cold, with a hint of displeasure.

"Do whatever you want, I've said my business is none of your concern. Mind your own."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Gu Shan's reply and hung up the phone with a "snap".

"You..." Gu Shan still wanted to say something, but the other end of the phone hung up with a "du du" sound.

"A bunch of jerks!" She was furious, her slender fingers clenching the phone tightly before hurling it forward with force.

The cell phone was smashed on the ground, instantly shattering into pieces.

Bastard.

It seems like she can't rely on anyone now, she'll have to solve this herself.

……

On the other side, Fengxing woke up and couldn't fall asleep anymore. He walked into the living room and flicked on the light with a "click".

Suddenly, the living room was bathed in warm light.

Even so, this dark night and the empty atmosphere in the living room still made him feel incredibly lonely.

Feng Xing suddenly felt like laughing.

From a young age, his goal was to compete with Feng Mu. All of his efforts were driven by the desire to stand shoulder to shoulder with him one day.

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