Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 625 How long has it been since I visited my father?

Holding the soup, she came to the backyard ward to visit her brother.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw his younger brother sitting on the bed and drawing. After seeing her coming, he quickly hid the drawing board under the quilt.

"Sister... Sister, you are here!" An embarrassed smile appeared on the pale face of the younger brother.

"It seems that our Liangliang has grown up, and now he will hide his mind from his sister?" Meng Lan walked to the table with the soup, and said to him pretending to be jealous.

Liu Liang raised his hand and scratched his head, his face turned red with a 'swish', "It's not hidden, your birthday is coming soon, I want to make you a present, and you will know it on that day! "

Meng Lan was slightly stunned.

Really, if she didn't remind... She really forgot that her birthday was coming soon.

"Liangliang is so good." She felt relieved, took out the corn rib soup, and fed it to her brother one after another.

Liu Liang's eyes lit up when he saw the meat, he drank two big bowls in a row, licked the corners of his lips with a smile and said, "Sister, you don't know how long I miss your cooking, it's so delicious!"

"It's delicious and I'll make it for you next time." Meng Lan touched her younger brother's head and said with a light smile, "When the weather is better, I'll take you to the park."

"Thank you sister!" Liu Liang smiled childlike.

Looking at his appearance, Meng Lan only felt that she owed him too much, being locked up in the ward all day long, even going to the park was a luxury.

Meng Lan sighed, stood up, and cleaned up the thermos pot on the table.

At this time, Liu Liang suddenly said behind her, "Sister, how long has it been since you visited your father, spring is coming soon, I don't know if he has prepared enough clothes..."

The younger brother asked cautiously, as if he was afraid that she would be disgusted with this topic like before, "I still think... Dad is innocent."

Hearing this, Meng Lan's movement of holding the bowl was slightly stagnant, she lowered her head, her eyes were a little moist, "Well, I'll visit him in a few days, don't worry, you have a good rest,"

Since her father was imprisoned, for so many years, with resentment in her heart and the shadow of her mother before her death, she never went to see him.

But now, she should go.

About the truth back then... She should ask her father to clarify!

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After walking out of the ward, Meng Lan deliberately stood by the lake in the back garden for a while.

Not long after, she noticed that there would always be a tall figure hiding in the surrounding grass, for fear of being discovered by her.

Meng Lan laughed at herself, feeling a sense of sadness in her heart.

Sure enough, Feng Mu secretly sent bodyguards to guard her. I'm afraid that just as soon as she went to the street on this side, Feng Mu on the other side had already sent someone to arrest her.

Menglan pretended to be nonchalant and returned to the villa. Looking at Uncle Zhao who was having a morning meeting with the servants, she had an idea and stood beside him quietly waiting for him for a while.

"That's it, you all go to your own business!"

Uncle Zhao tactfully dismissed the servants, and walked to Menglan's side respectfully, "Miss, what are your orders?"

Menglan took Uncle Zhao to a remote place without a camera, took out a bank card from his pocket, and stuffed it into his palm, "Uncle Zhao, only you can help me now."

"Please use the money here to help my father buy some spring and summer clothes, cigarettes, and some food that can be brought into the prison. Remember, don't let Feng Mu find out." She warned carefully.

Feng Mu hated her father so much, it's unimaginable that if he found out and touched the wound——

What a disastrous consequence!
"Oh, miss, you're out of business. Don't worry, I'll definitely help you." Uncle Zhao accepted the bank card with a serious expression on his face.

He carefully looked around before reminding her in a low voice, "But miss, don't blame me for talking too much. If you want to meet your father smoothly during this time, it's best...don't conflict with Young Master Feng."

After saying that, Meng Lan raised her brows lightly, and her nervous palms were covered with sweat.

Although she was reluctant, it did make sense.

After returning home, Meng Lan went to the kitchen and started to cook, simple three dishes and one soup, but full of color, fragrance and taste.

Feng Mu got off work early today, seeing that his car had just arrived at the garage, Meng Lan didn't even take off her apron, so she hurriedly greeted him, "Are you back?"

She squeezed out a smile, but looked extremely embarrassed.

And Feng Mu just glanced at her indifferently, busy unbuttoning his suit, ignoring her at all.

Meng Lan stepped forward, "Leave the clothes to me, and I'll hang them for you." She was about to take over when she saw Feng Mu throw the suit jacket on the sofa, put on slippers, and then walked into the living room .

"..." Meng Lan's face was showing embarrassment!
She clenched her fist secretly, gritted her teeth and endured it, walked to the sofa and hung up his suit jacket.

Seeing Feng Mu walk into the restaurant, she hurriedly followed, pulled out the chair for him, and smiled, "Mr. Feng, this is a dish I specially fried for you according to your taste. There is no coriander, onion, or poison!"

Feng Mu looked at her with eagle-like gaze, and sneered disdainfully.

Meng Lan was a little terrified by his laughter. Immediately afterwards, she heard him sternly order, "Take them all out, and she will not be allowed to go to the kitchen in the future."

"..." After saying that, the servants hurried forward, removed all the meals that Meng Lan had made, and replaced them with spare meals in the kitchen, which were also very rich.

Feng Mu sat on the dining chair, picked up the chopsticks, and ate the food with a blank expression.

Standing beside him, Meng Lan was ignored as an invisible person, her fingers tightly clutching the hem of her skirt, her face was full of shame and resentment.

She felt... She was humiliating herself!

Feng Mu took a few mouthfuls of the food, but he always felt that the food was tasteless, so he put down his chopsticks a little irritably, pulled away the chair and stood up.

He looked at Menglan condescendingly, and reminded her word by word, "Don't be arrogant, rice, I didn't just eat what you made alone, man, when I have had enough fun, I can change it at any time!"

"..." Seeing his leaving back, Meng Lan was so angry that she wanted to pick up a plate and smash him to death!

This stingy man, since he despises her so much, let her go if he has the ability, why would he find someone to stay at Feng's house to watch her for [-] hours? ! !
In the study room, Feng Mu changed into a light gray pajamas with the collar open, revealing his strong wheat-colored chest muscles.

Tonight, he has lost a little bit of concentration in his work, and he can't read the files on the computer. He always thinks that the table of meals made by Menglan should taste...not bad.

Thinking about it, his stomach growled.

Feng Mu's handsome face was a little embarrassed, he looked down at the document solemnly, it must be an auditory hallucination!
I swear that I must go to the hospital for a full-body examination after I finish my work. I had a heart problem recently, and now my ears are not working well. Is this okay?

(End of this chapter)