Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 645
When mentioning her younger brother, Meng Lan's eyes were filled with tenderness. She had already lost too much, and she couldn't lose her younger brother anymore.

Han Cheng got out of the car first, bypassed the front of the car, and opened the door for her.

There were lilies planted on both sides of the small courtyard. When the breeze blew, they released a refreshing fragrance. After opening the door of the villa, Han Cheng reached out and fumbled for the switch.

With a sound of "Pa!", the lights in the living room suddenly turned on.

The villa is purely decorated in an ancient style. It is estimated that someone will often come to clean it, and it is spotlessly clean.

"You don't need to change your shoes, just come in." Han Cheng told her, and since he said so, Meng Lan didn't hesitate much, she put on her shoes and walked into the living room.

Han Cheng poured her a cup of hot water, and even took out the black plastic bag that he had been hiding behind his back, and handed it to her.

I could only see that the roots of his ears were clearly visible, "Xiaorui, I think you need this, so I bought it for you at the convenience store, ahem, it doesn't matter what size you are, right?"

Meng Lan was stunned, a little confused... What kind of things need to be divided into sizes?

Until she opened the plastic bag and looked at the package of sanitary napkins inside, she was completely messed up.

She shook her head laughingly, "Although I don't need it now, I accept it, thank you."

"Why are you being polite with me, drink more hot water to warm your stomach."

Meng Lan held the water glass tightly in her hand, and said "yes" lightly, but her quiet eyes were fixed on the water stains, a little lost in thought.

Han Cheng also sat beside her, with a serious face, and said in time, "Xiao Rui, don't keep all the secrets in your heart, you can tell me, so that there will be one more person to help you solve the problem. If you hold it, it will be broken."

There was bitterness in Meng Lan's eyes. After so many years...she has long been used to holding things up by herself!

But when she saw Han Cheng's sincere gaze, her nose felt a little sore for no reason, maybe she really should find someone to share with.

Meng Lan sighed softly, and told Han Cheng everything she had talked with Zheng Jingru.

There was a moment of peace in the living room, Han Cheng frowned tightly, he seemed to be thinking, and he answered after a while, "Xiaorui, in fact, I don't suggest you take revenge now, although Zheng Jingru told you all the truth, but also It's just a soft persimmon, it won't help you save your father, and it may even scare the snake!"

Meng Lan's hand holding the cup tightly shook slightly, and a few drops of hot water still splashed on the back of her hand.

"I know." She lowered her head, her voice was a little hoarse, "But I still want to save, and I want to avenge my revenge. Wang Guangkun and his group shouldn't get away with it."

Father has been wrongly imprisoned for so many years.

He was supposed to be at his most glorious moment, but was framed by a group of beasts outside, suffering from grievance and unwillingness, the last time he saw him, he had gray hair.

For the rest of her life, Menglan tried her best to make up for him.

"Okay." Han Cheng nodded understandingly, clasped his slender fingers tightly, and analyzed in a heavy voice, "If you really want to find out Wang Guangkun and Mr. Feng, you have to start from the stomach cancer patient who was poisoned by them five years ago." Or family members to investigate, but this is a big project.

After all, most of the people back then must have died, and the family members must have been dismissed by Wang Guangkun long ago. If you want to find them, it will be very difficult. "

Han Cheng's words are cruel but realistic, and Meng Lan's thoughts hit it off with him.

She was a little excited again, and quickly took a sip of warm water, but she still couldn't suppress it, and put the cup in her hand on the table with a "bang".

"Then I also want to investigate, I don't believe that there is no justice in this world.

I don't want any compensation, and I don't want any apology. All I want is justice! "Meng Lan's voice was extremely hoarse, and she was almost out of breath for a moment, she raised her palm and patted her chest heavily.

Han Cheng looked at her, with pain in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to hold her hand tightly, "Don't worry, Xiaorui, I'll find a few more detectives later to help you investigate."

Meng Lan's little hands were very cold, as if they were not warm, Han Cheng rubbed them subconsciously, and managed to get a little warmth.

Looking at Han Cheng's serious and focused eyes, Meng Lan's heart was also filled with warmth, and the corners of her eyes were soaked with tears.

How could she fail to see Han Cheng's protection for her?
"Don't do so many things for me, Han Cheng, I can't give you a response." Meng Lan reminded her softly, but it was very clear in this empty villa.

Han Cheng's back suddenly trembled, but he didn't stop at all, "It's not important."

The warm yellow light shone on Han Cheng's handsome facial features, his eyes were extremely gentle, and he said in a soft voice,

"Xiaorui, you probably don't know. When I first saw you, Uncle Liu was holding a red bean comb to help her comb her long hair. You lowered your head, your eyes and eyebrows were calm and serene. I thought to myself, whose girl is that?" , it's so beautiful.

I thought it was just a very ordinary look, but because of this, I decided to guard you for the rest of my life, even if you just regard me as a warm big brother. "

He endured it, and after all, he didn't say a word of "love" to her, but he simply didn't want... to burden her psychologically.

Linglong dice puts red beans on the bones and knows nothing.

With just one glance, you pay for your life.

If he is lucky, Han Cheng will guard her for the rest of his life. If he is regretful, he also wants to watch Xiaorui get married and help her comb her hair once.

The night was very quiet, Meng Lan lowered her head, her face was flushed from the suffocation, and her tears fell down in a 'patta'.

She wants to talk.

I don't know what to say, should I say it?
……

Menglan slept peacefully in Han Cheng's villa. The next morning, Han Cheng personally cooked her breakfast. He really didn't have any talent for cooking. There were broken eggshells in the fried eggs, and there was no milk. It was hot, but Menglan still ate it all.

What she misses is never a big breakfast.

But... this warmth that is extremely stingy to her!
After eating, Menglan asked to go back to Feng's house, she still remembered that tomorrow was her mother's death day.

Although the current day is a bit sad, it is a big day after all, so we should prepare more things that should be prepared.

After returning to Feng's house, Meng Lan went to the backyard.

At a glance, I saw my younger brother sitting in a wheelchair, with a blanket covering his legs, looking up at the sky, wondering what to think.

After approaching, Meng Lan squatted down, looked at her younger brother and chuckled, "Liangliang, what are you thinking about?"

The younger brother came back to his senses, with crystal tears in the corners of his eyes, and his syllables trembled slightly.

"Sister, today's spring is colder than usual, and even the cherry blossoms are a month later. I don't know if it will be cold where Mom is?"

(End of this chapter)