Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 824 The Past
"What were you looking at just now?" Xia Yihan pulled away the chair opposite her and sat down slowly.

"I'm looking at Niancheng and Jiaojiao." Menglan unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup, slowly poured it into the cup on the side, and replied with a smile, "I'm thinking it's better to be a child, there's nothing to worry about, even if it's If you are wronged, it won’t take long for you to get better.”

"Yeah." Xia Yihan also glanced at Jiaojiao, "When I was with her, I couldn't see how happy she was, but when I saw Nian Cheng, it was as if she was wild."

"They're all children." Meng Lan chuckled lightly.

After finishing speaking, Meng Lan took a sip of warm water, and immediately felt warm and comfortable all over her body.

"Brother Xia, you just said you wanted to talk to me about something, what exactly is it?"

After listening, Xia Yihan was relieved, his face was extremely heavy, "At first I didn't want to talk about him, but since you are so curious, I should explain it to you."

"You mean Feng Mu?"

"Yes." Xia Yihan nodded.

Meng Lan pursed her red lips tightly, and did not continue to stop her.

That's right, she also wants to know...about the things between her and Feng Mu, why she lost that memory because of this, and what she went through, the more the better.

Xia Yihan stood up from the chair, with her hands behind her back, she explained in a deep voice,
"Niancheng is your and his child, I think you should already know this."

Meng Lan looked at him, "Yes, but we don't seem to be married yet..."

"Yes, you didn't marry Feng Mu, and didn't you think about it? Why did you come to Yuncheng with your child five years ago even though you are from Haicheng and lived in such a big city? "Xia Yihan asked her back.

His regulations are clear, his words are very sharp, and he directly asks the key points!

Meng Lan pursed her lips tightly, and murmured, "Of course I have thought about it, but it seems that everyone is very busy, and they don't want to mention to me about Feng Mu, and I don't have time to ask..."

A sarcastic sneer appeared on the corner of Xia Yihan's lips, and she reminded her seriously, "It's not because everyone is busy, it's just that I don't know how to reply to you."

"What consciousness?"

Meng Lan raised her head slightly and looked at him in astonishment.

If she could find logic at the beginning, now she can't figure out any brains.

Xia Yihan gave her a serious look, as if he had made some great determination, he took out his phone from his pocket, took out a few photos, and handed it to her.

"I know it's not powerful to just say it with my mouth, so I collected some information about that year."

"You should read this carefully. After reading it, you should be able to understand the relationship between you and Feng Mu."

Listening to Xia Yihan's words, Menglan's eyes were slightly bitter.

She stared straight at the mobile phone, her throat rolled slightly, and there was a hint of timidity in her eyes.

All of a sudden, there was a bad premonition in my heart.

"Don't you dare?" Xia Yihan looked at Menglan's ugly face, and slowly retracted the phone, "In that case, then you should be ready next time, let's watch."

But just as he was about to put the phone back into his pocket, Meng Lan suddenly reached out her hand and squeezed his arm tightly, "Wait a minute, I want to see it."

Anyway, sooner or later we have to face this matter, so it is better to be frank and frank, and clarify this matter thoroughly.

"Okay." Xia Yihan showed relief, and as he spoke, he handed the phone to Menglan.

After Menglan took it, she took a deep breath and looked at the phone after she was fully prepared.

Sure enough, when she just saw the first picture, her face seemed to be drained of blood, extremely pale.

All I saw was that it was a cover of a newspaper about five years ago, with a headline written in bold bold on it: "Boom, the president of the Feng Group's marriage broke down, and he went in and out of the hotel late at night with his mistress in his arms."

Followed by a few newspapers, the headlines are so unsightly.

"Bang, dig out the details of the mistress who penetrated into Feng Mu's marriage, and found out that she was once the daughter of the Liu Group, but now she is reduced to a prostitute!"

"Feng Mu's fiancée came forward to accept the interview and expressed her belief in Feng Mu, but she condemned Xiao San!"

Although the newspaper was five years ago, and the font was somewhat blurred, judging from the photos pasted there, this so-called mistress who meddled in other people's marriages was her!
So, she was Feng Mu's mistress before?

"Why?" Menglan put down her phone slowly, she couldn't react for a while, "How could I be a mistress before? That's what I hate the most, but I didn't expect that I would become this kind of person! "

Looking at her painful appearance, Xia Yihan couldn't help sighing softly.

"Xiaomeng, I can't blame you for those things. Feng Mu has been tying you up, imprisoning you, and even forcing you to go to the nightclub to accompany the man, so as to help him win the cooperation." Xia Yihan stepped forward, Caressing her face with his fingers, he confessed softly, "He is the one who is sorry for you, you shouldn't blame yourself."

And after hearing his words, Meng Lan's head suddenly buzzed, and she said in disbelief, "Are you sure these are all things that happened to me back then, Feng Mu really made me do this? "

"There are other photos in the back." Xia Yihan reminded her.

After listening, Meng Lan's face was extremely heavy, she picked up the phone again, and looked at other photos with shaking hands

And when she saw that she was wearing a miniskirt, drawing a delicate plastic surgery, and accompanying the client intently, the last line of defense in her heart completely collapsed.

It's as if you put a black coat on your body, and suddenly a person appeared and removed all her clothes, making her extremely ashamed.

"Okay, stop talking!" Menglan reminded excitedly, her fingers tightly clutching the water glass, showing a painful face.

How could this be?
How could she do such a thing, and it was when the consciousness in her mind was very clear...

"No, I don't believe it." Meng Lan showed pain on her face, she threw the phone aside, and reminded with trembling syllables, "Impossible."

"Xiaomeng, please accept the reality." Xia Yihan held her arm tightly and said in a serious tone, "There is no way the newspaper on it is fake, the relationship between you and Feng Mu is indeed not ordinary, but don't worry, It's over, let's act like nothing happened, okay?"

But no matter how he explained, he couldn't calm down Menglan's anxious mood.

(End of this chapter)