affairs, just like your brother. Uncle Xiang was right not to hand over the company to you." 。" Even if Grandpa He doesn't believe me, I can convince him to take you to the hospital for another chec...They were all using her younger brother to suppress her.

Feng Mu, Wang Zhi Shan...

Everyone says that growth sometimes only happens in an instant, but hers was a process of being oppressed time and time again, powerless to resist. It hurt, pain that was unspeakable.

But she had no other choice, her brother was more important than her life... She really couldn't afford to lose him!

Meng Lan went to the kitchen and put on an apron to make a Chinese breakfast for Wang Zhi Shan. But within five minutes, she was sent back by the maid Lily with a disdainful snort, "Madam Feng said she doesn't like Chinese breakfast, asking you to remake it into a Western style one. However, I think you better make English, Japanese, and European breakfasts as well, otherwise, Madam Feng won't be satisfied."

Meng Lan's face suddenly paled. This was a huge project, when would it be finished

But if she didn't do it, how could Wang Zhisan possibly let her off the hook...

"Okay, I understand." Menglan replied in a low voice, without any unnecessary chatter. She directly tied an apron around her waist, picked up a spatula and started working busily.

By the time she had finished making breakfast from several different countries, it was almost lunchtime. Her hands were rubbed raw from working so hard, but Lily didn't even take a break. Instead, she carried the untouched breakfasts back to the kitchen.

"Madam Fu said that it was already noon, and she didn't feel like eating breakfast. She asked Miss Meng to prepare lunch together."

After saying that, she proceeded to dump all the breakfast dishes right in front of Menglan into the trash can. She clapped her hands and said with a dismissive tone, "Just do it."

Looking at the maid's departing figure, Meng Lan's eyes gradually darkened. Watching the breakfast that had taken all morning to prepare ultimately become a pile of trash, her lips were bitten white by her teeth.

A bitterness spread through her chest, even her tongue felt a bitter taste.

She propped herself up on the stove, opened the sugar box, and scooped a spoonful of white sugar into her mouth. A slight sweetness lingered on her tongue, and she felt a little better.

Meng Lan once again created a feast for lunch, this time with a special touch. She packed a bento box and had her bodyguard deliver it to Feng Mu's company. The rest of the delicious meal was enjoyed by Wang Zhi Shan.

After settling them in, Menglan dragged her weary body out of the kitchen. The smell of oil smoke permeated her entire being, leaving her with no appetite for dinner. Just as she was about to head upstairs for a bath, the maid Lily emerged carrying a bucket of water.

"Hey, where are you going Seeing you're so free, why not just sweep the hall while you're at it"

Menglan was called over by her. Not wanting to cause trouble, she silently took the mop and bucket.

Since I've already done so much, it doesn't hurt to do this one more thing.

In the hall, the maids had already set up the bridal chamber. Wedding photos of Feng Mu and Wang Zhi Shan were hung everywhere, with lanterns and colorful decorations, making it especially beautiful.

The maids around were buzzing with excitement, discussing among themselves:

"Great, you guys look at Mr. Feng and Miss Wang, they're really a perfect match! Their future baby will definitely be especially beautiful~"

"I'm getting more and more excited for the wedding!"

In the midst of all the commotion, Meng Lan walked through the living room with a stoic expression. She appeared calm and unfazed by the rumors swirling around her, but her unsteady gait betrayed her facade.

Menglan bent down and started mopping the floor. It took her a while to finish this area, but before she could straighten up and rest, Lily's eyes flashed with malice. She took a few bites of the apple in her hand and then directly threw the core onto the floor.

Meng Lan glared, "You..."

"Oops, so sorry~" Lily blinked innocently but swayed her hips as she walked closer, kicking the bucket beside her with her foot. "Look how clumsy you are! Well, since it's spilled, guess we have to mop again!"

Menglan stood her ground, not dodging. The water surging from the bucket splashed onto her pant legs, icy and bone-chilling, with a sickening stench.

She clenched her fists, standing there, looking a little ridiculous.

When the wall fell, everyone pushed. Immediately, a few female maids chimed in and berated Lily, "Lily sister, can you please treat people better"

"Well, after all, she's still President Feng's guest. What if she reports us..."

Lily let out a dismissive "hmph" and nonchalantly picked up a pear from the fruit bowl on the coffee table, munching on it without a care. She declared, "Let me tell you, in this house, Miss Wang is the one who calls the shots. We just need to take good care of Mr. Feng and Miss Wang. As for everyone else... ignore them!"

She deliberately raised her voice, drawing a chorus of jeers from the living room. All eyes were on Menglan, some with pity, others with disdain...

Throughout the entire ordeal, Menglan's expression remained composed. She didn't retaliate at all. She crouched down to clean up the mess and, grabbing a mop, started cleaning the floor again.

She had seen plenty of such troubles in the Dream Hall.

The more you resist, the tighter they'll grip your weaknesses and humiliate you even more.

Besides, what kind of childish tricks like Lily's could even matter It's obvious that Wang Zihui is behind this whole thing.

Lily watched Dreamland completely unmoved, like hitting cotton with no force. Anger flashed in her eyes, and she snatched the rag directly, "Alright, don't just stand there anymore, go wipe the wedding photos."

Saying that, she forcefully shoved a cloth into Menglan's palm. "Remember to wipe it clean, after all, it's placed in the living room, you can't get it dirty."

Menglan's fingers clenched tightly around the cloth, suppressing the urge to resist. She took heavy steps towards the wedding photo on the tea table, which hadn't yet been hung up.

In the picture, Feng Mu is wearing a white suit, tall and handsome, holding Wang Zhi Shan in his arms. She is wearing a white wedding dress. The tenderness in his eyes is something she has never seen before...

Menglan wrung out the towel, forcing herself to act nonchalant as she wiped at the photo frame. But the more diligently she tried, the heavier the mist in her eyes grew.

'Splat!' Tears rolled down her cheeks and landed on the photo frame.

She frantically wiped with a towel, but the water stains just multiplied. In her ears, his confident and flamboyant voice echoed like a recording, "Feng Mu, let's make a bet, okay I bet... after graduation, I will definitely marry you and become the most beautiful bride in the world for you."

"Feng Mu, if you get married and the bride is me, I want you to propose to me in front of the whole world. If the bride isn't me, then I will definitely appear and crash your wedding!"

Mulan lowered her head, her bangs falling to cover her sorrowful expression.

She looked at the bride in the photo, smiling sweetly. She instinctively reached out and lightly traced the wedding dress in the picture. It wasn't her, the bride really wasn't her...

A sudden, inexplicable tightness gripped her chest, pain so intense she struggled to breathe.

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