Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 879 He Hanchuan was murdered (1)

Meng Lan lowered her head and looked at the toe of the shoe. She was not in a hurry to urge her, but just reminded her in a low voice.

"You don't have to worry about your son. I won't let him cut off contact with you. You still reserve the right to visit him. Of course, if you find it troublesome, I will take care of him..."

"boarding!"

Feng Mu interrupted her in a deep voice.

Without saying a word, Feng Mu directly grabbed her wrist and walked towards the car.

Menglan couldn't struggle with him, and she didn't want to make troubles known to everyone, so she simply obeyed and sat in the passenger seat.

"Go back to my house."

She stated her needs.

That defensive look seemed to be afraid that Feng Mu would take her away.

Feng Mu sat in the driver's seat, with his arms on the steering wheel, breathing more and more heavily. After a while, he slowly started the car and drove towards her house.

Along the way, they were almost speechless.

After arriving at the destination, Meng Lan stretched out her hand to unbuckle her seat belt, and when she was about to get off the car, she still reminded him,
"Thank you, I won't bother you to pick up Niancheng tomorrow, I will pick you up in the kindergarten myself."

After she finished speaking, she didn't stop any longer, and left directly after getting off the car.

Feng Mu's fingers resting on the steering wheel shrunk slightly, looking at Meng Lan's ruthlessly leaving back, his eyes were heavy, like a whirlpool that would sweep her into it in a second.

He tried his best to get close to her.

But whenever Menglan needed, she would appear by her side immediately. He thought that by doing so, he could make up for some of the debts he owed them.

But she never expected that the consequence of doing so... would just push Menglan further and further away!
He hates being misunderstood.

Especially being misunderstood by Menglan!

late at night.

The weather in October is always cloudy, especially at night when there is a cool breeze in the air.

Menglan was wearing a bit less, she subconsciously pulled up her collar, hugged her arms, and walked towards the corridor.

She lowered her head, staring at the feet that were walking up the stairs, with a slightly lonely expression.

I don't know why.

If she couldn't see Feng Mu on weekdays, she wouldn't be so sad, but the moment she saw him, her mood was completely disturbed.

Especially after saying those words, there was a strong pain in her heart, and she also had the urge to cry.

It seems that there is another her hidden in her mind, always forcing her to do something she doesn't like, every time she wants to suppress it, these two people will intertwine and fight!

Thinking of this, Meng Lan's head hurt again, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold her forehead, ready to go home and have a good rest.

But when she reached the door, before she could push the door open, suddenly her arm was tightly grasped by a strong force, and she pulled back!
"what!"

A huge sense of emptiness made Menglan feel extremely insecure, and she screamed loudly.

She staggered back a few steps, and just when she was about to fall to the ground, her waist was suddenly gripped tightly by a powerful arm, and with a "bang", she crashed into a warm embrace .

After Menglan's body stabilized, she put her hands on her chest and looked at Feng Mu in shock.

"Why are you here?"

Feng Mu didn't speak, and stared at her with gloomy eyes, as if he was patrolling a prisoner, full of probing!
Meng Lan was so frightened by his reaction that she didn't even dare to meet his eyes.

"What are you going to do, it's getting late, hurry home, I don't have a place for you here..."

After finishing speaking, she reached into her bag and took out a key. Just when she was about to unlock the door, Feng Mu suddenly grabbed her wrist tightly.

"Well……"

Before Menglan could recover, her cheeks were cupped suddenly, and she was forced to stare at Feng Mu's deep and wise eyes.

Before he could say anything, Feng Mu lowered his head, and his thin lips pressed hard against her crimson lips.

"Bastard, you..."

Meng Lan opened her lips slightly, and before she could speak, Feng Mu pressed the tip of his tongue against her upper jaw, entangled with her, not giving him any room to breathe.

She didn't know how long she had been kissed, and Meng Lan's breathing became more and more sparse, as if she was about to faint in the next second.

Just when only a sliver of reason remained in her mind, Feng Mu was willing to let go of her, leaned on her shoulder and gasped for breath, and said in a hoarse voice,

"I know you hate me, but if I can forget all these years, I won't wait until now."

"..."

After listening, Meng Lan's delicate body suddenly trembled, her eyes froze slightly.

Obviously it was Feng Mu who did something rude to her, but his humble attitude was more like a victim.

"Meng Lan, after all these years, I still love you, and it hasn't changed a single bit." Feng Mu hugged her slender waist tightly, his heart beating extremely fast.

These days, all the thoughts that had been suppressed in his chest gushed out, he hugged Menglan tightly, and his voice choked up.

"I really know I'm wrong, as long as you are willing to give me a chance, I can do anything, okay?"

"..."

Meng Lan's eyebrows twitched heavily, and her hands and feet became very helpless.

She even... almost didn't know Feng Mu.

How did Feng Mu become... so humble?

"sorry."

Meng Lan's eye sockets turned red, and her heart felt as uncomfortable as being stabbed by a knife.

But reason told her again, don't be soft-hearted!

In the end, she didn't know what to say, she reached out and pushed Feng Mu's chest away, lowered her head, hurriedly opened the door, and walked into the room.

"boom!"

There was only a loud bang, and Menglan closed the door tightly.

Looking at the tightly closed door, Feng Mu smiled helplessly.

I don't know how many times it was the first time to pull down face and take the initiative to ask Meng Lan for softness, wanting to reconcile.

But every time the result disappointed him.

Perhaps, his presence... is a burden to Menglan.

Thinking of this, Feng Mu seemed to have made a decision, took a deep breath, turned and left.

In the past, he felt that the compensation for Meng Lan was to try every means to get close to her, and to give her the best in terms of material and companionship.

But now he has realized that his presence has become a burden.

That being the case, maybe letting go and silently hiding in the corner watching their mother and son are safe and sound is the best compensation for Meng Lan.

To really love someone, you don't necessarily need to get it.

……

country f.

It was ten past two in the morning.

Located in a huge abandoned building outside the suburbs, there are more than 100 guards ambushing all around, gunfire and gunpowder smoke, and there are many dead people spitting blood lying on the ground. It is obvious that they have just experienced a war not long ago!
"Mr. He, drink some water."

Hiding in this secret room on the second floor, the assistant took out a bottle of water from the storage bag and handed it to He Hanchuan.

(End of this chapter)