Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 654 Die, can it be done?
"Miss has a bad appetite and doesn't want to eat."

"I'm coming." Feng Mu took the thermos pot and signaled her to leave with his eyes.

After Wang Ma left, Feng Mu gently turned the doorknob and walked into the ward.

Meng Lan was turning her back to him. After hearing the movement, she raised her hand to her forehead, "Mother Wang, I really don't eat..."

"No, if you don't eat, your body will starve to death." Feng Mu's deep voice sounded.

Meng Lan froze suddenly, turned her head to look at Feng Mu, saw him pull up a chair openly, and sat in front of her hospital bed.

"What are you doing here?" Her eyes were gloomy, not angry.

"Come and see you." Feng Mu explained nonchalantly.

He opened the thermos pot, put out all the food in it, and asked in a deep voice, "I heard you don't eat?
Meng Lan's face darkened slightly, but she remained silent.

"It's not good." Feng Mu finished the meal, walked over to help her up, but just touched Meng Lan's skin, and saw her delicate body tremble suddenly.

"Don't touch me!" There was a trace of panic in Meng Lan's eyes, and she quickly picked up a pillow to cover her chest.

Seeing her being so guarded against him, Feng Mu felt very uncomfortable. He held her arm tightly and comforted her softly,

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, those kidnappers have been executed on the spot, and I will give you justice."

Meng Lan raised her eyes to look at Feng Mu's sincere expression, her heart seemed to be hollowed out into a bottomless pit, her eyes gradually became moist!

She really wanted to ask him, don't you think it's too fake? !
All the harm she suffered was not caused by him.

So... fake is disgusting!
"You're tired." Feng Mu felt terribly distressed just by looking at her.

He stretched out his hand, hugged the skinny woman in front of him into his arms, and reminded softly, "I will take you home when your injury is healed."

go home……

Meng Lan felt as if she had heard a joke, and suddenly burst out laughing, almost crying, "Home? Where is home? It was destroyed five years ago."

Feng Mu's handsome face sank slightly, he pursed his thin lips, "No, with me here, I am your home."

Meng Lan looked at him stubbornly, her tone was full of irresistible force, "I don't care about it!"

"I know, but I will try my best to make up for you. As long as you need it, as long as I have it, I will give it to you." Feng Mu responded seriously.

He seemed unable to see the trace of disgust in Meng Lan's eyes, his slender fingers stroked the scar at the corner of her eyes, and there was a flash of pity in her eyes.

After all, still reluctant to let go.

"Get out!" He could pretend, but Meng Lan couldn't, she couldn't act as if nothing had happened.

Even being touched by him makes me feel sick.

Without giving Feng Mu any reaction, she directly picked up the pillow and threw it towards him, "Go away, I don't care about your fake kindness at all!" She roared hysterically, her voice hoarse.

Feng Mu could only be forced to stand up, watching her finish smashing the pillow, picked up the cup again, and threw the cigarette case at him.

He stood two meters away and didn't move, allowing her to throw things at him.

She didn't open her eyes slightly until she saw Meng Lan smashing all the food on the ground.

His brows were tightly frowned, and his deep voice was not heavy, but very clear, "You can beat me and scold me, but after you calm down, can you eat well?"

Can you have a good meal?

He said it so calmly, with deep pity.

Meng Lan's tears welled up in her eyes, she turned her head, wiped away the tears with the clothes on her shoulders, and clenched her teeth, trying not to let herself speak out.

Seeing that her mood had stabilized a little, Feng Mu walked up to her again and squatted on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and caressed her pale face, his eyes were full of tenderness, and his deep voice was full of distress, "Tell me, what do you want me to do to calm down, huh?"

"Go to hell!" Meng Lan glared at him angrily, the more gentle he was, the more she hated him, the more he wanted to make up, the more she couldn't forget the hurt.

He was speechless until the end, almost gnashing his teeth to remind, "Go to hell, can you do it?"

die...

Feng Mu's handsome face seemed to be emptied of blood in an instant, and he quietly stared at Meng Lan's pupils full of hatred, his heart hurt as if cut by a knife, and he even found it difficult to breathe.

He never felt that Menglan was so far away from him before.

But now, Ming Ming was right in front of his eyes.

But he felt that she had pushed her into the abyss long ago, he couldn't get close, and he couldn't really touch her.

"You're tired, take a good rest." Feng Mu stood up, suppressed the grief in his eyes, turned and left the ward.

boom--

The door was slammed shut.

The ward became quiet, empty and a little lonely, Meng Lan sat alone on the bed, stretching out her hand to caress her face.

He bit his lips tightly, trying to hold back the tears, but his heart hurt like being bitten by countless ants.

It hurts!

Meng Lan raised her white fingers and tightly clutched the skirt of her chest, and let out a low growl in pain and depression, but because it hurt so much, she couldn't shed a single tear!
She could only slightly part her lips, and forcefully forced a wry smile: Look, the so-called 'repayment' is nothing more than that, say a few words, come to see her a few more times, no need to put in any energy!

How can she forgive?

Moreover, the old man has already started to attack her, and it is very likely that she will be stirred into danger again.

This time she escaped by chance, but going down... it's not that easy!
She had to find evidence to sue Wang Guangkun and Mr. Feng in court as soon as possible... Thinking of this, a name subconsciously came to her mind, she quickly took out her phone and called.

……

bar.

It was when the atmosphere was the most lively, with dim lights and loud music, young people were hugging each other, dancing non-stop following the DJ's shouting.

At the VIP booth, the waiters brought up expensive red wine, and carefully served the giant Buddhas on the seats!

Not long after Feng Mu arrived, he poured himself red wine desperately, already slightly tipsy.

He was about to open a new bottle of red wine, but Zhong Yuxuan couldn't see it, so he pressed his arm in time, "Drink less."

"Leave me alone." Feng Mu shook off his arm, his brows and eyes were full of dryness, and he reminded in a cold voice, "If you are a brother, don't just sit around and drink with me until you get drunk!"

"Is this still the Feng Mu I know?"

Zhong Yuxuan slowly sipped the champagne, and laughed softly, "Why do you look like you are broken in love?"

Feng Mu pursed his thin lips tightly, lowered his head, but didn't say anything.

"Don't worry about him, let him suffer!" At this moment, He Hanchuan walked over to him, complaining disdainfully.

With excitement on his handsome face, he first ran to Zhong Yuxuan's side, and stretched out his hand to touch his body.

(End of this chapter)