Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 569 I would rather cry than beg him

When Meng Lan picked up the last banknote, it accidentally floated onto Feng Mu's shoe. Her hand was in mid-air and was about to fall heavily.

Suddenly, Feng Mu grabbed her arm and pulled her up from the ground. He wrapped his arms around her waist tightly, hugged her on the sink, and deftly unzipped her skirt with his fingers.

"Feng Mu!" Meng Lan regained her consciousness, pressed Feng Mu's hand, her whole body seemed to come to life again, her ethereal eyes were stained with shame and anger, "Do you have to take advantage of this time to humiliate me? "

Feng Mu stared at her closely, as if looking at a toy, stroking the shallow scar at the corner of her eye with his slender fingers, "Please, I will let you go."

His voice pierced Meng Lan's heart like a needle, and the place he touched was as hot as a brand.

She bit her lips tightly and struggled in her heart, but Feng Mu's big hand was holding her shirt tightly and ripped it apart forcefully, the buttons of the shirt fell off the floor with a crackling sound.

The sudden coolness made Menglan shiver, her face turned pale, "Don't... at least don't be here, there are reporters..."

When the reporter was mentioned, Feng Mu's expression was a little shaken, and he pulled her tightly by the arm into the corridor, took the elevator upstairs, and went to the VIP room on the top floor.

Feng Mu is a shareholder of this hotel and has the permanent right to use it, and Meng Lan usually holds private meetings with him here.

Pushing open the door, Feng Mu didn't wait for Meng Lan's begging for mercy, and pushed her directly on the bed, really tormenting her to death, she was defeated after a short struggle!
There have been so many relationships with Feng Mu, but this time she was in extra pain. Meng Lan, who used to take the initiative to please her, is like a marionette today, she raised her head slightly, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

Feng Mu tossed and tossed by himself for a while, then felt extremely bored. Looking at the tears on her face, shock appeared in his eyes, and he raised his hand suspiciously to caress her cheek.

When he touched the tears, Feng Mu's breath tightened, did she really cry?
I would rather cry than say a word of begging for mercy to him!
There was a hint of viciousness in Feng Mu's eyes, he felt that he should not spare this woman easily, so he simply tore off all the clothes on her body, and when he touched her delicate skin, he was on the verge of breaking out.

This time, Menglan's physical strength was weak, and after being tossed by him for a while, she fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Mu went to the bathroom to take a shower, the sound of running water annoyed him very much, he wrapped a white bathrobe around his thin waist and abdomen, exposing his wheat-colored muscular back, and walked to the balcony.

Taking off the glasses on his face, his handsome face was suddenly cold and cold, and he dared not be approached. His bony fingers held a cigarette, and the smoke was lingering while he swallowed. His eyes stared at the brightly lit lighthouse not far away.

He thinks that he has never been a good person, and countless people have been killed by him. On the surface, he always wears a gentle smile, but his heart is extremely cold-blooded.

He has never been afraid of death or failure. Such a seemingly emotionless person suddenly finds that he is afraid of losing Menglan.

Or maybe it’s not because you’re afraid, but you just don’t want to lose it. For example, the toy you play with every day is already used to having it by your side, but it’s suddenly snatched away by someone else.

At this time, Meng Lan's mobile phone on the bedside table rang several times, and Feng Mu crushed the remaining half of the cigarette at his fingertips into the ashtray, and walked to the bedside .

He picked up the phone and turned on the screen. Menglan's screen lock was his birthday. After unlocking it, he saw the message:
"Boss Meng, I'm so sorry. The woman I arranged for you is stuck on the road. I temporarily contacted a lady from a club to accompany Wang Bo."

"Well, you're not hurt, are you?"

"Sister Lan, please call me back, should I take someone to rescue you now?"

After reading the text message, Feng Mu looked up in astonishment, his face looked a little pale under the fluorescent light, and his slender fingers were tightly clutching the phone.

So, all this is just a conspiracy planned by Menglan?
And the woman who is being secretly photographed by the reporter and serving Wang Bo is not her?
"No...don't, Feng Mu!" At this moment, Meng Lan, who was lying on the bed, clutched the corner of the quilt uneasily, screaming in horror.

Feng Mu was a little distracted, and when he heard her calling his name, he subconsciously moved closer to her.

Meng Lan's consciousness was very unstable in her sleep, with large beads of sweat secreting from her forehead, her brows were tightly furrowed, and she murmured anxiously, "Let me go, please let me go..."

Let me go……

Feng Mu watched her delicate little face lose a full circle, with tears falling from the corners of her eyes, with a rather pitiful posture, his heart was inexplicably pulled, and his expression was slightly startled.

"Just want to escape like that?" He murmured in a low voice, looking at Meng Lan's pitiful appearance, he couldn't tell what it was like, but it didn't feel good, and there was unbearable emotion in his amber eyes.

But in an instant, he recalled in his mind the night before his mother hanged herself, sitting in the room and holding his hand tightly, her desolate eyes were full of remorse, "It was the Liu Group that killed you Father, do not forgive them, forever and ever!"

It is precisely because of the words "don't forgive", that he tortured Menglan for so many years.

In an instant, the strangeness in Feng Mu's eyes was wiped away, and he wiped away the tears from the corners of Meng Lan's eyes with his fingertips, and reminded sharply, "But you have no right to escape, Liu Xinrui, in this life, you will not There will be a chance."

Feng Mu stood up and was about to leave, when suddenly Meng Lan behind her coughed heavily, woke up from her sleep, and after looking around in a daze, she managed to regain her senses.

"Wait a minute." Seeing Feng Mu leaving, Meng Lan hurriedly ran to the sofa barefoot, took out a crumpled contract from her bag, and handed it to him with firm eyes, "I'm done." What you want, I hope you can follow the agreement and let me see my brother."

Looking at the contract in her hand, Feng Mu's expression was gloomy, wishing he could strangle her immediately.

Well done, standing here alone is worth less than a contract!
Feng Mu accepted the contract, put on his suit one by one with a gloomy face, turned around and closed the door with a 'bang'.

Meng Lan stared at his leaving back, breathed a sigh of relief, and dragged her tired body to the bathroom.

On the washstand, Meng Lan washed her face and raised her head again. She looked at the messy hair and haggard face in the mirror. She slightly bent her slender fingers, and the knuckles that she squeezed hard turned white!
(End of this chapter)