Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 582 She's About to Die!
"Feng... President Feng, it's not good, something happened to the Dream Club!" Xiaomi cried out anxiously.

"Oh." Feng Mu's tone didn't care. After listening, there was even a bit of sarcasm, "You shouldn't be looking for me."

Isn't that woman Menglan always very powerful?Even if she can sell her body in exchange for a contract, how can a mere management team stump her?

"It's not Mr. Feng, it's Sister Meng who was being made things difficult for her. If you don't come, she will die..." Xiaomi couldn't speak very well, and before she could say a few words, she didn't know who cut off the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Feng Mu, who was in the bridal shop, had a gloomy expression, and his fingers holding the phone kept tightening.

What does it mean to die soon?
Feng Mu's heart was in disarray, he clutched the white suit jacket on the chair tightly, and was just about to leave when he saw Wang Zhishan walking out of the dressing room wearing a white wedding dress.

"Feng Mu, do you think I look better in this dress than before?" Wang Zhishan put on her veil and walked to Feng Mu with a smile, but was startled by his expression, "What's wrong, did something happen? something wrong?"

Feng Mu took out a card from his bag and handed it to her impatiently, "I have something to do, try it yourself."

Wang Zhishan looked at the back of him who was about to turn around and leave, her smile froze gradually, her heart was full of panic, she quickly grabbed his arm, "Didn't you promise that grandpa and I would always accompany me to try on the wedding dress today? It’s a western restaurant, if you want to leave, you should eat with me before leaving.”

"I don't have time." Feng Mu's tone was perfunctory, he kept thinking about Xiaomi's words in his mind, his heart tightened, is she going to die?What does dead mean? !

Seeing that Feng Mu insisted on leaving, Wang Zhishan couldn't hold back the tenderness on her face anymore, and chased after her with her skirt, "Feng Mu, tell me where you are going, or I can go with you... "

But Feng Mu ignored her at all, but quickened his pace steadily.

Seeing that he was rarely nervous, Wang Zhishan also guessed probably, stepped on high heels to catch up, and hugged Feng Mu's muscular back tightly from behind.

Her tone was excited and pointed, "I know you must be looking for her, but don't forget that next week is our wedding, and now all the media are staring at us."

"In the past, you can play whatever you want, but can you not cause trouble at this joint, do you really want those media to scribble 'you are for a prostitute' and don't care about reputation?"

Hearing this, Feng Mu's face was gloomy like dark clouds, and his heart was filled with boredom, he pushed her away forcefully, "But don't forget, you are not my wife yet!"

Pushed by him, Wang Zhishan fell directly on the floor behind her, whether it was intentional or unintentional, and gasped for air with a hiss of pain.

Feng Mu subconsciously turned his head to look at her wearing a wedding dress, as weak as a little white flower lying on the floor, with a slightly dazed expression.

As if possessed by an evil spirit, he couldn't help but think back to Menglan who haunted him all day in high school. At that time, she was still so proud, with a long ponytail, and she liked to tilt her head slightly, revealing her snow-white face. swan neck.

I still remember one time when I was passing by a bridal dress shop, Meng Lan stared at the signature wedding dress in the shop and couldn't move her footsteps. She put her arms around his shoulders and laughed heartlessly, "Feng Mu, look how beautiful you look~"

"boring."

Menglan held him tightly, not letting him leave, her voice was clear and clean, "I, Liu Xinrui, swear that one day I will wear the most beautiful wedding dress in the world, and with the blessings of all my relatives and friends, step on the red wedding dress." Carpet, I will marry you on the shore of a vast ocean!"

At that time, he was always ridiculed, "Dream less during the day."

"It's not a dream. Anyway, sooner or later, you will marry a wife, and I will marry someone. Hehe, why don't I exercise my rights ahead of time~"

Feng Mu frowned, subconsciously raised his hand to cover his heart as if he was feeling it, but still... he couldn't figure out why his heart throbbed inexplicably.

And Wang Zhishan was looking at Feng Mu who really didn't care about him and turned around to leave, her slender fingers were tightly clutching the hem of the skirt, and anger burst out in her eyes!

Damn it, as Feng Mu's fiancée, the Wang Group has been supporting Feng Mu's superiors for so many years, and she has made so many contributions, but in the end... she is no more important than a Menglan.

It's not that she didn't see Feng Mu's nervous eyes when she learned about Meng Lan's accident. If she wasn't moved, how could she be like this?
Wang Zhishan was completely panicked, every joint in her clenched fist was pinched white——

Feng Mu is right, she is not his wife yet, so any accidents may happen, so she must get rid of Meng Lan secretly before the wedding, at least she can't let her continue to threaten her!
……

Along the way, Feng Mu stepped on the accelerator of the luxury car to the bottom, surpassed many traffic lights along the way, and rushed to the dream club at the fastest speed.

As soon as he parked the car here, he saw the assistants he called with twenty or thirty bodyguards driving over in a nanny car. Pity the media who have been blocking the news for several days at the door. When the photos were taken, even people with cameras were pulled into the car, and the driver took them away directly!
Feng Mu walked into the clubhouse with steady steps, pressed the elevator, stared at the slowly rising elevator number, and tightened the palm of his hand holding the phone.

For some reason, his footsteps were as heavy as lead, and there was a trace of guilt and panic in her heart. She was very afraid, afraid that she would face Menglan's face that was on the verge of despair.

"Go." Feng Mu's tone was gloomy, and the fierce eyes in the glasses frame under the gold wire frame showed that the man's mood was extremely bad at this time.

The assistant rushed into the box with the bodyguards, turned around and secretly looked at the man's expression, feeling a bad feeling in his heart.

How long has it been since he saw this expression on the face of the big boss?

If I remember correctly, the last time Feng Mu's parents passed away was not long ago. He had just been ridiculed and made things difficult by those old guys in the Feng's Group. When he got angry in public...

In the private room, Menglan drank five bottles of beer mixed with white wine in a row. Her face was completely colorless, and she held her stomach that was gradually aching with her palms. She couldn't even vomit the acid in her stomach. Bloodshot.

But the faces in the surrounding boxes only showed mocking smiles, "Drink, hurry up, don't be cowardly~"

(End of this chapter)