test. 。"It's just a hobby for throwing money, it doesn't really mean anything. " 。Toward the founding of a country, he spoke dismissively. 。He leaned back on the sofa, "How is that meaningless Archaeo...As soon as she reached the door, she saw that the bodyguard quickly appeared and blocked Dream Orchid's path.

Wang Zhisan coldly spoke from behind her, "You don't have to be a bridesmaid. Just leave the Feng family immediately. You better know your place, or you won't end up well."

"Oh But if I heard correctly, Feng Mu should have broken his engagement with you. Miss Wang, are you commanding me so openly Could it be that you've developed delusions" Meng Lan turned around and looked at her with sympathy.

Wang Zhisan's little face was flushed with shame and anger as she stepped forward, "You... scoundrel!" She raised her hand as if to slap Menglan in the face.

But before he could even touch her, Menglan grabbed his arm tightly. With just a little force, she made his face pale with pain. A flash of ferocity crossed Menglan's eyes, and she sneered.

"Miss Hui is still a lady from a well-to-do family, where did she learn this bad habit of just hitting people at random Don't try to use these tricks to insult me, they won't work anymore."

She has endured for too long.

Now that her younger brother is awake, she no longer has to endure this.

Especially when she saw those things in the study and learned that the Wang family was inextricably involved in the medical accident of that year, she decided not to leave any room for sentiment.

Wang Zhishan was pushed onto the sofa by her, her fingers tightly clenched the hem of the wedding dress, angrily growling in discontent.

"Stop her, she dares to run wild on my turf, give her a lesson!"

Immediately, the bodyguards surrounded the exit of Menglan's room. Some glared at her menacingly, while others tapped their wooden staffs in their hands, as if they could strike her at any moment.

Menglan, riding a tiger that was difficult to dismount and feeling uneasy, suddenly saw the door being forcefully pushed open.

Several men in black with sunglasses barged in and walked up to Wang Zishan.

"Miss Wang, we are here according to Mr. Feng's instructions to bring Miss Meng back to the Feng family. As for other matters, we won't disturb you." The man spoke impassively, waving his hand and taking Meng Lan away from the villa.

Wang ZhiShan looked at the group of people who suddenly appeared, her face turning green and white with jealousy.

But Menglan let out a silent sigh of relief, thankfully, she arrived just in time.

She followed the men into the car and returned to the Fong residence. She intended to ask them some more questions, but they drove away after dropping her off at the door.

She tucked away her helplessness, and Menglan walked back to the Feng family. Seeing that Feng Mu hadn't returned yet, she felt an indescribable sense of relief.

She hurriedly locked herself in her room, instinctively turning on the computer and rechecking the details of the medical accident from years ago.

She was completely flustered when the incident happened, especially since she was quite young at the time. She never even considered investigating it properly.

Now she intends to overturn her father's wrongful conviction, but doing so won't be easy.

Although the accident from that year had long since been quelled, thankfully, the media reports on it were still preserved. Meng Lan skimmed through a few, and she felt an unbearable tightness in her chest.

Even now, commenting on this, there's still only hatred and insults towards the father.

As can be seen, rumors can hurt a person very much.

Numerous doubts made Menglan feel a tightness in her chest, making it difficult to breathe.

She pulled open the drawer, taking out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. She lit one, leaning her head to the side as she did so.

Menglan curled up on the chair, her hair pinned back with a hairpin, a single strand of blue falling loose. In the swirling smoke, her delicate face held the beauty of someone fallen.

Bang!

The front door was suddenly kicked open.

Menglan hadn't even had time to put out the cigarette when her arm was suddenly gripped by a powerful force.

As soon as she raised her head, she bumped into Feng Mu's eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses. They seemed to glow a faint green, as if they could swallow her whole the next second.

"Your cravings are back again" Feng Mu coldly rebuked, "Do you have any semblance of a woman at all"

Dream Lan regained her composure, snuffed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and frowned, "Is it alright now"

"Mr. Feng, you're really laughable. You accuse me repeatedly, yet you barge into someone else's room without a shred of gentlemanly conduct"

"Sharp teeth and a sharp tongue!" Feng Mu said dismissively, "The entire Feng family is my territory, including—your room!"

"...Alright, Mr. Feng is generous. You can just say how much money you want."

Mulan sighed helplessly, raising her hand to press against her weary brow. She didn't want to waste any more words, "Just say it, what is it you need"

"I'm hungry."

"Dream Orchid, 'The chef downstairs probably hasn't gone to sleep yet.'"

"It's already eleven o'clock. It's really immoral of you to go and disturb other people's sleep!"

Feng Mu glared at her, abruptly pulling her from the chair and heading towards the kitchen downstairs.

Menglan:

Everyone can see that Feng Mu is selfish. Does he deserve to say such things

He dragged her into the kitchen against her will, Menglan could only tie on an apron.

She opened the fridge and found only a pack of instant noodles and some greens. She was too embarrassed to ask Zhao Shu for the key to the warehouse, so she could only take out the ingredients and quickly make a simple noodle dish.

The noodles were simple boiled noodles in broth, with a few pieces of greens floating on top. I thought that Feng Mu would find it undesirable when I brought it out.

But to his surprise, he readily picked up the chopsticks and started eating the noodles.

Seeing him eat with such relish, Menglan started to feel a little hungry herself. She even doubted if her cooking skills had really improved this much

She went back to the kitchen and served herself a bowl of noodles. After taking a few bites, she frowned, thinking the taste was just average.

How come Feng Mu eats this deliciously

"Is there more" Feng Mu put down his empty bowl and looked at her seriously.

"Gone." Meng Lan answered truthfully.

Feng Mu let out a faint "oh," at some point removing his gold-rimmed glasses. His gaze, seemingly tinged with an eerie green glow, was fixed on the noodles in her bowl.

Meng Lan was getting creeped out by the stare, "Want to eat"

"No."

His arrogant response, but the glint of threat in his eyes clearly said: Don't feed me, or you're dead!

Menglan was already exhausted, and with little appetite, she didn't want to argue. She pushed the noodles towards him. "Eat slowly, I'm going upstairs to rest first."

Her attitude was cold, as if she were merely completing a task.

This made Feng Mu feel displeased, his appetite diminished. Damn it, couldn't they see that he had already lowered his posture and took the initiative to make peace!

Well, she's just being difficult, isn't she

"What do you want to do" Seeing Meng Lan get up and leave, Feng Mu reached out in time to grab her arm tightly.

Hearing his discontent, Menglan lost her patience and sneered at him, "I should be asking Mr. Feng that question. Making dinner for you in the middle of the night, don't you think that's a bit childish"

"Okay, I've already made dinner. What else do you want"

Naive!

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