Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 610 Why Does He Imprison Me?

Seeing Xiang Wan's call, Meng Lan suddenly woke up.

Today is the day when she takes part in the runway model show with her work.

After Menglan wiped away her tears, she answered the phone.

He only heard Xiang Wan's noisy environment, probably at the scene.

After a while, Xiang Wan's voice sounded slowly, "Hey, Sister Meng, I have a little problem here. There are some problems with the few dresses you designed before they went on stage. Now I have to take them back for a review." It’s too late, can you come over and have a look, maybe you can change it?”

"How could this be?"

Before Meng Lan could say anything, Xiang Wan was urged by the organizers over there. She could only end the conversation hastily, and pleaded, "Jianghu rescue, Sister Meng, I'll send you the address right away~"

"Hello—" Menglan was still hesitating when a 'beep' sound came from the other end of the phone.

In desperation, she turned around and opened the door of the room, only to see a bodyguard standing at the door.

"Miss Meng, we, Mr. Feng, told you that tonight you are required to reflect on yourself in your room. Please cooperate with our work and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

After hearing this, Meng Lan became anxious immediately, her usually indifferent little face was full of anger.

"Why? Why is he so domineering? Is it because I won't even allow my younger brother to see it tonight?"

The bodyguard remained silent, but Menglan already understood what he meant.

It's just too deceiving!

boom--

She will close the door angrily, and walk back and forth anxiously, thinking of countermeasures.

Feng Mu's sudden confinement was nothing more than trying to suppress her temper. This man has always been used to supporting the sky with one hand outside, so he wants to control himself even the slightest rebuttal.

Although this behavior is shameful.

But this is Feng Mu, the big scumbag everyone knows!
Downstairs, there was a roar of a car starting, Meng Lan quickly trot to the window and looked down, it was Feng Mu who drove a Mercedes-Benz, and soon left Feng's house.

Seeing this, Meng Lan was secretly happy.

As long as Feng Mu is not at home, it is easier for others to get rid of them.

I can't get out of the main entrance, but the window can be opened. Anyway, this is the second floor, and I can't fall to my death.

Meng Lan focused all her attention on the curtains, stood on her tiptoes, dismantled all the curtains, cut them into strips with scissors and tied them together, and threw them all out of the window in one go.

Meng Lan found a black dress and a peaked cap from the closet and put it on, then walked to the window, took a deep breath, stepped forward with her long legs, half of her body was already stretched out, and she began to decide to 'break out of prison'!
She couldn't let Feng Mu oppress her.

Be a bird in a cage.

When her feet were firmly on the ground and she breathed the fresh air outside, she felt as if she was alive again.

Meng Lan lowered her peaked cap, quickened her pace and walked towards the door, but raised her eyes inadvertently, and saw a dilapidated wooden box lying on top of the trash can.

She paused slightly, walked over to pick up the wooden box.

Open it, looking at the photo of her and Feng Mu inside, bitterness appeared in his eyes.

I still remember that this was a group photo that Feng Mu gave her tutoring when he was in school, and when he was asleep at noon one day, he secretly took a group photo with a camera.

Every time she saw this photo before, she would miss him very much.

But now, it can't arouse at all...a little turmoil in her heart.

Is she really tired, or does she really not love Feng Mu anymore?

Meng Lan found a random tree, took a small shovel and dug a hole under the root of the tree, and buried the wooden box in it.

After standing up, Meng Lan became more sure of her intention to escape.

It doesn't matter whether she lives in Feng's house or not, whether she chooses to resist or settle down.

Life is not going to be any easier for her.

Feng Mu, Wang Zhishan, and the group of people behind her made things difficult, and it would only be more presumptuous on her.

So she can't just sit and wait, she has to take action.

At the very least, she must have the ability to protect herself in order to protect her younger brother.

……

Meng Lan walked out of Feng's house. She left in a hurry and forgot to bring her car keys. She wanted to take a taxi, but this is a villa area and there are no taxis at all.

In desperation, she could only walk from here to the road.

But her dilapidated body was overdrawn only halfway through, the sun was shining brightly, and sweat was slowly flowing down her back.

"Wow--" Meng Lan was resting with her hands resting on her knees.

But suddenly, the harsh sound of tires rubbing against the ground came from her ears, and she saw a Lamborghini parked steadily beside her.

Menglan was frightened for a while, afraid that Feng Mu would come to catch her by car, she subconsciously wanted to run away.

"Xin Rui." Fortunately, the car window rolled down slowly in time, revealing a warm face.

Meng Lan's footsteps stopped, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Han Cheng, "What a coincidence, why are you here?"

"I bought a new property here." Han Cheng got out of the car, perhaps because he left without saying goodbye last time, causing a flash of embarrassment in his eyes.

He pondered for a moment, then took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to her, still asking with concern, "Why did you run in such a hurry, what happened?"

Meng Lan nodded, "Well, I am in a hurry to meet someone, do you know where it is more convenient to take a taxi?"

"It just so happens that I'm fine tonight. I'll take you where you are going."

Han Cheng hurriedly volunteered to remind him that after a while, he seemed to be afraid of being rejected like last time.

After a short pause, he carefully added, "Don't worry, this is a gift of friendship, Xinrui, what happened last time was that I wasn't considerate and I apologize to you."

"But it seems that we can't even be friends because of our friendship for so many years?"

"Of course not, you're right, we're still friends." Meng Lan smiled, opened the car door, got into the co-pilot, and put on her seat belt.

Han Cheng didn't do anything wrong, and he was really kind to himself.

If possible, she didn't want to lose such a sincere friend.

Of course, without causing trouble to him.

The address Xiang Wan sent was not far from here, and Meng Lan and Han Cheng chatted for a few days, during which time they were very acquainted with each other and did not talk about Feng Mu.

Soon, they reached their destination.

Xiang Wan was waiting at the door early. Today, she was wearing a black suit-style dress with a slim waist and a folder in her arms.

As soon as she saw Menglan, she hurried forward with an extremely heavy expression on her face.

"That's great, Sister Meng, you're finally here, help the world, we'll be playing next, but our dresses are all broken."

Meng Lan was surprised, but she didn't say much, she just asked Xiang Wan to take her to the backstage room to see the situation.

Sure enough, this time she brought a total of five sets of different styles of clothes, mainly in pure white, which she named "Liesheng" herself.

But now, every piece of clothing is badly damaged with golden ink splashed on it.

(End of this chapter)