Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 689 I'm Tired, Let Me Lean For Awhile
use?

This word pierced deeply into Feng Xing's heart.

There was a hint of viciousness in his eyes, and he curled his lips into a sneer.

I'm afraid it's just that old man Feng is going to make a mistake, he will never allow himself to be used as a pawn.

From the very beginning, he regarded Feng Mu as an imaginary enemy. He wanted everything he had, and if he couldn't get it, he would destroy it all.

For example, what he cares most about now... Menglan!
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"At one o'clock this afternoon, Feng's Group officially held a general meeting of shareholders. At the meeting, Feng Zhenhua personally admitted that he had a grandson who had been away for many years, and also transferred [-]% of his shares to him, successfully becoming the owner of Feng's Group. Vice President, it can be seen how important this grandson is to him..."

Meng Lan was sitting on the sofa, receiving treatment from a psychiatrist.

Suddenly, when she heard the voice on the TV, she subconsciously opened her eyes and looked at the TV.

When he saw Feng Xing's face, after he finished the handover ceremony with Mr. Feng, he smiled at the camera.

Meng Lan's whole body felt chills, and her hair stood on end.

I still remember that the contact with Feng Xing was only based on the fact that he was a sleepy dragon, doing research for himself, but he didn't expect that he would become a vice president in such a blink of an eye.

In other words, the scene he showed to himself before was just an illusion?
"Miss Meng, how do you feel?" At this moment, the doctor approached her ear and asked.

Meng Lan snapped back to her senses and looked at the doctor, "I feel okay, I haven't experienced any hallucinations in the past few days, I'm just a little tired, I want to go upstairs to rest for a while."

"Okay." The psychiatrist smiled gently at her, "Go and rest when you're tired."

"Thank you." After saying that, Meng Lan stood up from where she was, subconsciously raised her eyes, and glanced at the TV.

It just so happened that a picture about Feng Mu was playing on the TV, he was facing the camera, his handsome face was as cold as ever.

It can be seen that he is not in a good mood.

Meng Lan couldn't help but glanced a few more times, then became cruel, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

Brother, it was because they closed the family that they died young.

Therefore, she shouldn't have any sympathy for Feng Mu!
In the next few days, Han Cheng would often take Menglan out, take her to some old places, and try not to let her stay at home.

Fortunately, it is very effective.

Meng Lan's mental state is improving little by little, and she will not often have hallucinations in her mind, and she will no longer be so repulsive to the psychiatrist.

Since the shareholders' meeting, Feng Mu hasn't been back to Han's house, and Meng Lan and Han Cheng have a good understanding with each other, and neither of them mentioned his name again.

On this day, the sky suddenly became dark and there was a light rain.

Looking at the rain scene outside, Meng Lan felt as if her chest was blocked by a sponge, it was unspeakably bad.

At night, she dreamed of Liu Liang again.

In the dream, Liu Liang was in danger and was being chased by a group of people. He was forced into a small alley, crying out in despair.

"No, stop beating, please... as long as you let go, I will give you whatever you want!" Meng Lan struggled in her sleep, she wanted to help Liu Liang out of the siege, but no matter how much she shouted, it was useless.

In the bottom of my heart, the sense of despair and sadness struck again!

"Xiaorui, wake up?" At this moment, a deep male voice suddenly called her.

Meng Lan frowned, woke up from her sleep, opened her eyes sleepily, and saw Feng Mu's handsome face.

She was taken aback and almost thought it was a hallucination, "Why are you? How did you... come in?"

"The door is unlocked." Feng Mu explained in a deep voice.

After saying that, Meng Lan sat up from the bed, and only then did she see Feng Mu clearly. He was wearing a dirty suit, his hair was unkempt, and he had a stubble of beard on his chin.

Just now she almost... didn't recognize anyone.

"Who allowed you to come into my room, get out!" Meng Lan pointed to the door with a serious face.

Feng Mu raised his eyes, his deep eyes were full of bitterness, he curled his lips, and asked helplessly,

"Are you rejecting me like this now?"

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but as soon as he spoke, Meng Lan glared at him angrily, her eyes were full of anger and jealousy!
How much more than rejection?
As long as he thinks of his brother's death, he can't wait to cut him into pieces!

"Get out, Feng Mu, you'd better not force me, otherwise I can do anything, believe it or not?" Meng Lan lifted up the pillow on the bed, and threw it towards Feng Mu forcefully.

Just as Feng Mu raised his hand and caught it firmly, Meng Lan grabbed the cup on the table again and threw it at his head.

"boom!"

There was a sharp pain on his forehead, and there was a bruise on his forehead.

Feng Mu snorted, covered his temples with his hands, and frowned slightly.

"Are you really willing to be cruel?" Feng Mu raised his eyes, staring at her closely.

Meng Lan was frightened by the chill in her eyes, she hid in the corner, hugged her knees tightly with her hands, her eyes were full of panic,

"I... I didn't mean it, please, don't hit me, don't hit my brother..."

She kept muttering, perhaps because of the fear emanating from the bottom of her heart, which caused large beads of sweat to secrete from his forehead.

Apparently, she seemed to be recalling those painful memories.

Feng Mu stepped forward, looked at Meng Lan's flustered face, felt pain in his heart as if being pinched by something, "Don't be afraid, I won't hit you."

As soon as these words came out, the frequency of trembling on Menglan's body was obviously less.

"I just miss you so much."

Feng Mu lowered his head, raised his hand slightly, and gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips, pleading in his tone, "Menglan, I... am very tired, the company has changed, and all the major partners have changed their owners. , I'm going back to the company in an hour.

So, lend me a moment and don't turn me down, okay? "

"..." Although Meng Lan's face was calm, but her eyes gradually darkened, there was already a storm in her eyes.

While she was silent, Feng Mu leaned on her lap, and fell into a deep sleep within a few seconds.

In the bedroom, it was quiet.

But when she heard his even breathing, Meng Lan's heart ached unbearably, she stiffened her neck, and slowly lowered her head to look at his handsome face.

These days, he looks really tired.

After only a few days of seeing each other, he has lost a lot of weight, and his beard is unshaven, not as clean as before.

Meng Lan raised her hand slightly, and subconsciously touched his eyebrows, and when the familiar touch came from her fingertips, her delicate body trembled slightly.

Soon, she moved her hand away again.

A deep sense of guilt swept over my heart.

She shouldn't...shouldn't be so close to Feng Mu, she has so many, how can she explain to her younger brother who will die because of the evil of the Feng family?
Thinking of this, Meng Lan looked at the sharp dagger on the bedside table.

(End of this chapter)