y, comforting He Hanchuan, "You've been beaten so badly, what does it matter if I take a hit"That taste, it's really not pleasant!He looked at her like a hawk, his eyes burning red. He had thousands o..."..."

The media erupted in a chorus of gasps. The Han Corporation was already hot news, but now, the newly risen young vice president had just returned from abroad and publicly announced his relationship This was a major bombshell!

So, they grabbed their cameras and started filming like crazy.

Menglan narrowed her eyes, which were stung by the flash of the camera, and looked at Hancheng's calm face. She secretly reached out and pinched his thigh.

Are you crazy

Do you know what you're saying

But Han Cheng remained calm. He slowly raised his hand, covered Meng Lan's eyes, and turned around, shielding her with his broad back from the cameras.

Menglan's vision plunged into darkness, her sight easing slightly, but her heart was in turmoil.

Just as she was about to push Han Cheng away, he clasped her waist with one hand, his warm and pleasant voice reaching her ear, "XINRUI, you have to get used to this slowly, this is your home now, and from now on, you are not allowed to look back."

From now on, never look back...

Menglan's whole body stiffened. She seemed to be momentarily deafened, only able to hear the pounding of her heart, which was about to burst out of her chest, revealing her intense excitement.

...Afterward… that word sounded clichéd, but to her, it felt incredibly distant.

"Take me away from here." Menglan clutched onto Hancheng's sleeve, her voice laced with pleading.

Take her away, she doesn't want to be seen.

Perhaps for others, receiving this honor would be something to be proud of, but she felt it was more of a burden.

Time had already smoothed out her edges. She was no longer the confident and proud Miss Liu she used to be. All she wanted now was to stay far away from Feng Mu, living a secluded life with her younger brother.

But... would it be possible to realize

……

In a smoke-filled private room, beer bottles piled up at their feet, several men of equal handsomeness and extraordinary ability were playing cards.

Tonight Feng Mu's luck is good, he didn't lose to He Hanchuan and Zhong Yuxuan's money. His thumb is skillfully rubbing the mahjong tiles, his brows twitching, he smiles again, "Hu! This round He Hanchuan you must drink!"

Ge Hanchuan's handsome face was particularly grim, wishing he could throw the mahjong tiles out the window. He irritably fished a card from his pocket and slapped it onto the table, "Feng Gou, don't blame your brother for not being righteous. I'll let you have all my money ahead of time."

"Get drunk, what's wrong with you Can't even handle your alcohol" Feng Mu directly picked up a dozen beers from under his feet, opened them, and slammed them in front of He Hanchuan, "Drink quickly, don't ruin the mood!"

All those who can sit here and gamble are a group of men who have achieved both fame and fortune. For them, money is the least of their worries. Gambling is simply a way to pass the time when they're bored.

If you lose, there will be many punishments, such as drinking. When we were playing in the past, I often asked girls for their WeChat IDs. But since several of my brothers got married, I have forcibly become a civilized person.

He Junchuan, with his handsome eyebrows, frowned. "I won't drink. Wanwan is pregnant recently and can't smell the smell of alcohol."

"Well done, old He." Zhong Yu Xuan kicked him playfully with his foot and chuckled, "Married just a few years and you already have your second child. Planning on having a daughter this time That'd perfectly fulfill Xiao Ya's constant desire to get betrothed to a little doll."

"Both men and women, they're all my He Hanchuan's offspring." He Hanchuan leaned against the back of the chair, his mouth nonchalant but his lips curled upward, his eyes narrowed, his face practically begging for a daughter.

"What a loser!" Feng Mu sneered disdainfully.

Zhong Yuxuan patted him on the shoulder, his tone serious, "You shouldn't make fun of others. In a few days, you'll be getting engaged yourself. When you have a daughter, you'll understand how it feels."

Feng Mu's brows furrowed. He had never been interested in marriage, and children, in his mind, were nothing more than tools for lineage continuation.

He shrugged, “I won’t.” So firmly.

"That's because you didn't marry the woman you loved." Zhong Yuxuan's words were laced with a different meaning. Tired of playing cards, he clutched the remote control and casually switched on a program.

"Tsk, where have I seen this woman before"

As soon as the words were spoken, a familiar female voice came from the television, "Hello everyone, my name is Menglan, and I'm a designer for Xiangshi Group..."

The two words ‘Menglan’ exploded in Feng Mu’s ear, his distinctly-boned fingers paused on the bottle of liquor, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at the television.

For a moment, the room was utterly silent.

Although she was only wearing a black casual outfit, the woman on the television screen couldn't hide her alluring figure. Holding a microphone, she walked into the spotlight.

Watching her negotiate with the judges for time and save the dress at the last minute, she won the competition with her own skills and earned applause from the audience.

Feng Mu's hawk-like eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze deep and complex, unreadable.

He had seen many beautiful women, pure ones, cunning ones, and those who sold themselves, but none had ever left him feeling so shaken.

The dream orchid before her was her.

But she also seemed... not like the one he knew.

Perhaps accustomed to seeing her in her humble and fawning demeanor, I almost forgot that she was once an excellent designer, radiating just as much brilliance under the spotlight.

The screen in the television flickered, and Menglan was being interviewed. Han Cheng walked up holding a bouquet of bluebells, embraced her, and whispered, "It turns out that the girl I've protected from childhood to adulthood is so dazzling." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"Whoosh—" Feng Mu suddenly stood up from his chair, his face darkened, a feeling of unease washing over him.

He watched as Han Cheng and Meng Lan embraced in public, jealousy surging through his chest like a sudden storm, a sense of crisis gripping him.

He felt himself losing control of Menglan more and more.

Damn it, she actually snuck away from under my nose and went off to fool around with other men

"He Hanchuan, you better watch your wife. She's learned how to steal people right under my nose" Feng Mu's voice was cold as he put on his suit jacket and headed towards the scene.

He Hanchuan's handsome face seemed calm and collected, but secretly, he stealthily kicked over a chair, blocking Feng Mu's path.

"Bang!" Feng Mu was tripped and stumbled, glaring angrily at He Hanchuan, "He dog, are you sick"

And He Hanchuan grabbed a handful of peanuts from the plate, gently kneading the broken skin with his thumb, "向晚 organized a department dinner tonight, you are not allowed to go."

"He Hanchuan, do you two intend to frame me" Feng Mu's voice was cold and menacing as he glared at him, "They eat their own food, I caught my own people. For the sake of brotherhood, you should mind your own business!"

He Hanchuan sneered and replied crisply, "I'll take care of this."

There's no way around it, who made Hualian so fond of Menglan She's determined to poach her into the design department at Xiangshi Group. It's his wife's request, so naturally, he has to obey.

Moreover, Menglan belongs to you, doesn't Mr. Feng have a wedding engagement coming up soon

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