Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 593 The thing I regret the most is loving you

But looking at Meng Lan's calm face that was indifferent to life and death, her heart felt more and more like being hit by cotton, and there was nowhere to vent her anger.

The atmosphere in the ward was dead silent to the extreme, gloomy and oppressive.

Meng Lan closed her eyes tiredly, her chest was heaving up and down, she took a deep breath, but she still couldn't get rid of the boredom in her heart!
Even if there are grievances between them from their parents' generation, old man Feng's obstruction, and Wang Zhishan's appearance, so what?

Still...it can't change the fact that they grew up.

Even if this fact is like a nightmare for Menglan, she doesn't want to face it, but those tacit understandings and habits have already been engraved in her bones, and she wants to cut it off, unless the bones are cramped, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!
But she... was already numb from the pain.

"Liu Xinrui, you have crossed the line." Feng Mu's tone was as cold as ever, "You have no right to speculate on my thoughts, you just need to remember that what you owe me will be repaid in this lifetime."

"You can't escape until I have played enough!"

You can't escape... Yes, he won't be confused by this woman's few words.

Meng Lan didn't want to see him, but at the moment those words fell, her whole body was as cold as lying in an ice cellar, and she stubbornly raised her head slightly.

"Feng Mu, if one day, the truth of the year is overthrown again, Liu's group and my father are both innocent, what will you give me as repayment?"

Her unrecovered voice was hoarse, harsh as rust gritted on an iron plate.

Feng Mu's handsome face was tense, and he didn't know what to answer for a moment.

"Feng Mu, I have never committed murder or arson in my life, or anything against morality, but the only thing I regret is that I loved you."

Meng Lan's desperate eyes deeply stabbed Feng Mu's eyes and penetrated into his heart, his back straightened suddenly, his obsidian-like eyes were full of anger.

Mingming Menglan in front of him was so weak that he could knead it casually, but his wrist that was tightly gripping Menglan's arm gradually loosened a little.

He was so damned incapable of doing it!

Meng Lan opened her eyelids suddenly, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, this was the first time Feng Mu would let her go so easily, which made her feel flattered.

But her face was very calm, and she stretched out her hand to arrange her clothes.

She pushed Feng Mu's body away expressionlessly, rubbed her shoulders, walked to the bed without looking back, turned her back to him, and covered her with the quilt to rest.

"boom!"

Feng Mu stayed for a while, then closed the door of the ward heavily, and left.

With his departure, the room fell silent again.

A deep sense of loneliness welled up in Meng Lan's heart, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

She clenched the corner of the quilt tightly with her fingers, and after wiping the tears off her face, she forced herself to close her eyes.

She is tired.

Any bullshit feelings are not worth mentioning to her now.

Now she just wants to sleep well and replenish her physical strength so that she can regain her strength.

It is absolutely impossible for Feng Mu to let her go easily, and she is too lazy to continue to compete with him.

Now the only person who can make her lower her bottom line and cater to these bad things is her younger brother.

Only by taking good care of herself can she have the strength to snatch her younger brother from Feng Mu's hands!
in the car.

The pale white light that was parked on the side of the road shone inside the car, making Feng Mu's handsome face paler, his knuckle fingers clenched the steering wheel tightly, his eyes burst out with anger, unwillingness, and jealousy...

Meng Lan's hoarse voice kept echoing in her ears——

"Feng Mu, the thing I regret most in my life is that I loved you."

She regretted it.

From high school to now, Meng Lan has been following him to please him, trying her best to win opportunities, even an annoying existence.

But now, she actually has the courage to say such a thing.

But the despair on her face and the indifference in her eyes were not mixed with any love at all.

She didn't love her anymore, thinking of this, Feng Mu's handsome face was full of disdain, so what, he dismissed it again.

He freed one hand to untie the tie of his suit, but he still couldn't get rid of the knot in his chest. He took out a bottle of mineral water irritably, twisted it away, and poured most of the bottle into his mouth.

boom!
He turned the anger in his heart into strength, and threw the mineral water into the trash can outside.

But no matter how he vented, Feng Mu couldn't ignore what Meng Lan said to him, and his eyes were almost crazy with blood.

Damn it, why does she say that she doesn't love her? She doesn't love her anymore?
She wants to escape?It's not that easy!
……

After Feng Mu left from the ward, Meng Lan regained her energy after sleeping for a whole day and night.

She sent Xiang Wan a few work messages, and roughly took out the design drawings to communicate.

The style of clothing that Xiang Wan needed was not that difficult. She had already started drawing and designing on her own when she was in college, and all the drawings were sold at a high price.

Not long after, Xiang Wan sent his subordinates to deliver all the materials needed for the design to the ward.

Meng Lan picked up the paintbrush again, her hands trembled inexplicably, her eyes gradually became moist.

Suppressing the excitement in my heart, I took a deep breath and focused on creating.

Although she has not touched it for many years and her hands are very raw, after all these years, she has been silently following the news of the fashion circle behind her back, and her inspiration is still flowing like a spring.

Regaining the joy of dreaming, Meng Lan was excited to draw almost overnight. She had only just drawn up a few drafts, and she hurriedly sent them to Xiang Wan's work email.

It was early morning after she finished her work, and she couldn't help feeling sleepy. When she stretched herself and was about to rest, she suddenly received a call from Uncle Zhao.

Meng Lan answered the call, and when she finished listening to the content on the phone, her face was extremely pale, and in a blink of an eye, tears were streaming down her face.

"Eldest... Eldest miss, it's not good. The young master suddenly became seriously ill last night. I heard that a medical team has rushed over, but it is said that he was close to death..."

Meng Lan stood up abruptly, but her brain went blank with a 'buzz', her hands holding the table were shaking unbearably.

"No, it's impossible. I went to see Liangliang a few days ago. He is obviously very good and even smiled at me."

She seemed to be muttering to herself, but after a while she became flustered again, and her tears flowed like a floodgate, "What should I do? Uncle Zhao, tell me what to do?"

She can't think anymore, she only knows that the only hope in life is about to die.

If her brother is gone, how will she live?Why is God so cruel?

"Miss, the only thing you can do now is to ask Young Master Feng to give you a chance to visit Young Master. The speed must be quick, at least... it would be nice to see Young Master once."

(End of this chapter)