tly breaking his persona.It seemed… she felt that this He Hanchuan was a little different from the one she knew before.Lin Nalu gave a light cough. "It's not too early, let's have dinner. Auntie made...How ridiculous.

Now, Feng Mu is really getting married.

She daydreamed, eagerly anticipating her wedding. It was sure to be a grand affair...

"Bang!"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a familiar yet eerie voice came from outside, "What are you doing"

At his words, Meng Lan was startled. She raised her hand in a fluster to wipe away the tears on her face. Just as she had calmed down a little, her arm was suddenly grasped with an extremely forceful grip.

She was caught off guard, raising her head in confusion, her eyes meeting Feng Mu's chilling pupils.

Feng Mu looked at Meng Lan's expression, then lowered his head to glance at her wiping the wedding photo. His face was gloomy and could drip water, breathing heavily, "Who let you do this"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head, his hawk-like eyes glaring at the maids in the hall. “You better come forward yourselves!”

Seeing him angry, Lily and the others hurriedly knelt on the ground, too ashamed to even raise their heads.

"Say!"

In the silent atmosphere, the maids all shuddered.

Meng Lan frowned tightly, "No one forced me to do this." She didn't even glance at Feng Mu's face, her voice cold, "I did it willingly."

" "..." Feng Mu looked at her as she admitted to all her mistakes. His handsome face was alternating between blue and white, and the force with which he gripped her wrist increased bit by bit.

“Let everyone go, General Feng,” Menglan looked up at her, her eyes showing no ripples whatsoever, an emptiness that was terrifying. “You’re about to get married soon, don’t cause any more trouble and spoil your wedding.”

She was tired and didn't really want to bother arguing.

If she had only felt disappointment towards Feng Mu before, when Wang ZhiShan hung the wedding photos in the living room, her heart truly died.

Feng Mu was so angry that his breathing grew heavier, wishing he could pry open her head to see what was inside. She had been bullied like this and yet she didn't resist at all.

But he seemed to know better than anyone what was going on in this woman's mind.

She was utterly driven to despair.

Therefore, nothing could stir even the slightest emotion within her. Feng Mu never doubted that this Meng Lan was nothing more than a shell, indifferent to everyone and every hurt.

never would have cared about him.

Looking at Menglan becoming increasingly peaceful, Feng Mu's heart couldn't help but feel flustered. He clutched her tightly, afraid that if he wasn't careful, she would disappear forever... Did he truly not care

Feng Mu gritted his teeth, unwilling to give up, and forcefully threw the wedding photo in his hand onto the ground. He spat out angrily, "Liu Xinrui, can you be any more despicable"

After saying that, he ignored everyone's gazes and tightly grasped Menglan's wrist, leading her towards the back garden. He pushed her forcefully against the wall behind the rockery.

Meng Lan winced in pain, her face paling suddenly, but she remained composed, barely opening her red lips, "Mr. Feng, is there something the matter"

Feng Mu originally planned to explain the wedding photo incident to her, but seeing her so indifferent, a stone seemed to lodge in his chest, making him feel very uncomfortable.

Explanation

He found the very thought ridiculous. What on earth... would he explain

"Just let those people bully you" He sneered with disdain in his eyes, "So ferocious in front of me, how come, just a few maids, scared you"

"Oh." she replied faintly.

Without further ado, the high heels turned lightly, and she inquired again, "General Feng, if there's nothing else, then I'll take my leave."

Her tone was respectful, yet chillingly distant. Watching her poised to turn away, Feng Mu, a man known for his composure, felt an inexplicable surge of anxiety.

"The wedding house wasn't decorated by me. What's your attitude Damn it, do you think I would stoop to using such petty tricks"

"You're overthinking it, I don't think that way." Menglan's tone was nonchalant.

She didn't even bother asking for a reason, frowning and wriggling free from Kai Feng's grasp, her only desire being to leave.

“May I let you go” Feng Mu pressed her shoulders again, pinning her to the fake mountain, and said angrily, “Dare you be disobedient again Have you forgotten the terms of the agreement we made”

Again, relying on agreements!

Menglan could no longer bear his oppression. She suddenly raised her eyes, looking at him with a touch of excitement. “Enough, Feng Mu! What do you want from me Tell me, tell me!”

"That's a question you should be asking me." Feng Mu lifted his long fingers, tightly pinching her jaw. His dark and cold eyes stared intently at her, "Putting on that dead face all day for whom Huh Do I owe you anything"

Meng Lan’s jaw ached from being squeezed, but she didn’t shed a single tear. She stubbornly glared at Feng Mu, refusing to yield, “Fine, I owe you, so you can tread on me endlessly You let me stay, so I did. You told me to obey your orders, and I even refrained from offending your maid. What else do you want from me Do you want me to die”

Die

Her voice was so calm, yet it held a raging storm within. The glistening tears in the corners of her eyes pierced my heart with pain.

Feng Mu was stunned, looking at her with complex eyes. Such a eloquent man, yet when he saw her despairing face, he too was speechless.

But Menglan chuckled softly, her laughter like a wind chime, clear and ethereal.

She gently raised her hand, hooking onto Feng Mu's neck, tiptoed, and leaned close to his ear, "Mr. Feng, my life isn't worth much. If you can spare my brother, I'll give you anything."

"Shut up!" Feng Mu's face was gloomy, dead

How could she casually utter that word

Meng Lan didn't let go of him, raising her hand to gently caress his handsome face. Her eyes, full of charm, blinked softly, as if flirting.

Feng Mu gazed at her, at the woman before him who was making such intimate gestures towards him. They… were so close, yet he felt a chill run down his spine.

In Menglan's eyes, there was emptiness and despair. She said, "Didn't you ask me what I want The only thing I want is to leave you, but can it be realized"

"You're dreaming!" Feng Mu rebuked, like a lion awakening, his whole body radiating furious anger, "You better forever dispel this idea. I say you live, you live, I say you die, you die."

"You will forever bear the weight of the two lives I owe you, even in death, you will not find peace!"

"Liu Xinrui, don't be too naive. I won't let you go. For your entire life, you can't escape me even in death!"

The blood color on Menglan's face completely disappeared.

"Brother Feng, what are you guys doing" Wang Zhi Shan's voice rang out at that moment, completely out of place.

She was wearing a white dress, innocent and beautiful. But when paired with her furious and crazed face, it became terrifying.

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