s leg traveled through the trousers, Xiang Wan fidgeted uncomfortably, “It’s mainly because Jiang Qingran was acting pitiful in front of him.”"You're speaking up for him" He stood up straight, his fac...If this were a normal situation, she definitely wouldn't have let it go so easily.

When she saw those burly men scared out of their wits, wetting themselves, she figured that this seal keeper's identity couldn't be ordinary.

In that case, she should just stay out of it and not rush forward rashly.

Feng Mu's brows were tightly furrowed. He didn't want to waste any more energy arguing with the proprietress, so he took out a card from his bag and handed it to her, reminding her in a low voice:

Since we destroyed the environment, we should abide by the rules and compensate you for what we owe.

The proprietress received the card with both hands, her eyes vacant. She remained speechless for a long time.

While Feng Mu did not continue to say anything more, he turned around and walked to Meng Lan's side.

He bent down slightly, and scooped Menglan up horizontally from the ground.

"No, let me go, I can walk by myself!" As soon as she felt Feng Mu's arm touch her skin, Meng Lan's face showed a look of disgust, instinctively wanting to push him away.

"Don't move." Feng Mu called out to her in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Menglan's whole body stiffened suddenly. She didn't know what psychology was at work, but she actually remained still and didn't move.

The next second, Feng Mu held her in his arms. Meng Lan's body was very light, like she was malnourished. Holding her in his arms wasn't difficult at all.

Realizing this, Feng Mu's brows furrowed, his eyes filled with displeasure.

It seems he really should find an opportunity to make this woman well again.

"Oh my, take care!" The proprietress finally reacted and hurriedly smiled, facing them with a welcoming face, she opened her mouth and shouted loudly, "This lady is truly blessed! To find such a considerate husband, she's so fortunate!"

At her older sister's words, Menglan's face darkened, and she instinctively opened her mouth to retort.

Just then, Feng Mu’s rough palm pressed against her waist, his voice laced with deep displeasure. “Even if you scream yourself hoarse now, it won’t be of any use. No one will believe you.”

"You..." Su Baige raised her eyes, glaring at him defiantly.

In the end, he still didn't say much.

But deep down, she despised Feng Mu fiercely in her heart. What a fascist! How could she have fallen for such a scoundrel

Soon, Feng Mu held her and walked to the downstairs of their apartment building, then pressed the button for their floor and took the elevator up.

But just as they were about to reach the door, Feng Mu was about to carry her home, Ke Menglan suddenly tightened her grip on his arm and refused to let go, "No, I want to go back to my own home."

Feng Mu looked at her stubborn gaze, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, "The key."

"Put me down, I can open it myself," Menglan insisted, her voice filled with annoyance.

Originally, in the barbecue shop, she did think this was the first time she saw such a bloody scene, her heart felt a sense of repulsion, and she was so scared that she couldn't move.

Just now, after calming down for a while, her mood had recovered. Gradually, she wasn't as scared anymore.

...doesn't even need anyone to hug.

Hearing Menglan's words, Feng Mu's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Let me go!" Menglan emphasized her words, speaking in a cold and blunt tone. "I'm fine now, I can walk on my own."

Feng Mu didn't say anything more, loosened his grip, and gently placed her on the ground.

As soon as Menglan's feet touched the ground, she pulled a house key out of her bag, inserted it into the lock, and with a "click," opened the door.

Meng Lan had just stepped into the room when Feng Mu followed closely behind.

Just then, Menglan reached out and pressed her hand against the door, trying to shut it with all her might.

But Feng Mu had anticipated her actions long ago. He had already taken a step forward, and just as she was about to close the door, he stretched out his hand and pressed it firmly against the door frame.

"Bang—"

Meng Lan's plan had completely failed. She was pushing and shoving with Feng Mu, neither one willing to let go easily.

"Let go of me." Meng Lan glared at him defiantly, her eyes blazing with anger. "I warn you, this is trespassing! I can call the police."

"You can try," Feng Mu's lips curled into a disdainful smile. "You can go see if the police will listen to you."

“You…” Menglan was so angry she could barely speak.

Although she secretly scolded Feng Mu for his shameless behavior, she had to admit that the place she was living in now was provided by the Feng Group.

Even at the police station, when they nonchalantly say, "Coming to see your own house is illegal too"

By then, she was beaten to death on the beach, without any strength to struggle.

As soon as she thought of this, Menglan's whole body trembled. Her palms clenched into fists, gritting her teeth and asking, "What do you want to do"

And Feng Mu saw that she had stopped struggling, a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes. He unconsciously clenched Meng Lan's wrist and then pulled her into the living room.

“Bang!” The door was slammed shut.

And Meng Lan realized that she was going to be alone in a room with Feng Mu, and panic seized her. She shivered uncontrollably.

But Feng Mu pressed her forcefully onto the sofa, his gaze serious as he stared at her. "Where's the first-aid kit"

After listening to Feng Mu's words, Meng Lan only then calmed down. Looking at Feng Mu's serious gaze, she swallowed nervously, and then reached out and pointed to the bathroom, "I remember it's there."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Feng Mu got up and left. In less than five minutes, he walked out of the restroom.

At this time, his hands were holding a heavy medicine chest.

Immediately, he pulled Meng Lan's arm, feeling the scorching heat from his fingertips. Meng Lan's delicate body trembled suddenly, and her eyes showed repulsion, "What are you going to do."

"Here, take your medicine." Feng Mu's low voice deepened.

As soon as he spoke, Menglan was as if struck by some magic, unable to move.

Only then did Feng Mu gently roll up her sleeve, looking at the red and swollen wound on her wrist with traces of blood. His eyes darkened suddenly,

"Did they do this"

And Menglan only just noticed that she had wounds on her hands, probably caused when she struggled with those thugs. She let out a muffled "Hmm" and said, "It doesn't hurt much."

"How could it not hurt Wouldn't a wound hurt" Feng Mu couldn't help but raise his voice. He opened the medicine box, took out some ointment and gently applied it to her wrist.

For fear that Meng Lan might be in pain, Feng Mu would frequently lift his head and ask her with concern, "Does it hurt"

"It doesn't hurt." Meng Lan shook her head lightly, her expression gradually calming.

Feng Mu's movements were very gentle as he applied the ointment to her wounds. It was cool and soothing, like a massage, she didn't feel any pain at all.

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