Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 901 Move to Feng Mu's House

As she said that, Meng Lan took out her mobile phone from her pocket and was about to make a call.

"It's useless." But at this moment, Feng Mu interrupted her calmly, "Those people have already planned to blackmail you, and now the Internet is full of black material about you, even if you ask Even if the police came, it would have no effect, and the framing of you will still not spread."

What he said didn't make sense!
Meng Lan bit her lip tightly, stroked her forehead with her hand, and there was a look of helplessness in her eyes.

She never expected that she kindly tried to save Aunt Fat, but in the end she didn't get any benefit, and was deliberately smeared by the paparazzi outside!

Her head is almost getting bigger.

How to deal with it?

When Menglan was racking her brains to think, suddenly she raised her eyes and found that the direction they were going was not her own home.

Thinking of this, a look of surprise appeared in Meng Lan's eyes, and she quickly reminded, "Where are we going, just send me home."

"Go home?" Feng Mu glanced at her lightly, with a sarcasm in his tone, "Miss Meng, have you been fooled by those people outside? If you go back now, as expected, There will be countless paparazzi taking pictures of you at the door."

Paparazzi again!

Meng Lan's teeth were itching with hatred, and she confessed stubbornly, "I'm not afraid, anyway, I'm not afraid of the shadow slanting, and I didn't do those things, no matter how they attack me, I will not bow my head."

"Okay, even if you have backbone, have you ever thought about Nian Cheng?"

"..." When mentioning her son, Meng Lan felt a weakness in her heart.

For a mother, even if she can do too many things, it is easy to shake her mind when thinking about her children.

Holding the steering wheel, Feng Mu drove steadily, and glanced at her faintly.

"You don't want Niancheng to see the news of your accident, the books are not good, the food is not good, and you are worried about you every day?"

"Of course I don't."

Hearing Meng Lan's answer, Feng Mu's lips curled up slightly, and he reminded seriously, "Then move to Feng's house during this period of time, and avoid the limelight of public opinion, it just so happens that you haven't been with Nian Cheng for a long time. Now, you can treat it as a vacation during this time and spend time with him."

After the words fell, Meng Lan felt better in her heart.

"Then I will trouble you." Her slender fingers stirred back and forth, and there was a look of gratitude in her eyes.

As long as there is Feng Mu, he will help resolve the conflict for herself, making her feel full of security.

……

After driving for about 40 minutes, they finally stopped at the gate of Feng's house.

After getting off the car, Meng Lan's feet had just stepped on the ground, and when she looked at the towering building in front of her, her heart suddenly ached.

For some reason, she always felt that she had already experienced many bad things here, which made her feel conflicted, and she dared not go forward.

Feng Mu parked the car, walked up to her, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Meng Lan raised her head slightly, and looked at him seriously.

"I've had a lot of bad things happen here before. Why do I feel uncomfortable all over when I just came here, and I just want to get out of here quickly."

After saying those words, Feng Mu's eyes darkened, and the palms that were hanging on both sides of his thighs were clenched into fists.

Maybe it's telepathy.

Even though Menglan has lost her memory, when she stands here and looks at these familiar surroundings, she still feels pain in her heart.

He was even a little scared.

Afraid that one day Menglan would regain her memory, thinking of the bastard things he did before, she would leave his side again.

Feng Mu stretched out his hand, hugged her into his arms, and comforted her softly, "Why did you bring up these things again? Let's not talk about these sad things first, let's go to rest first."

"Okay." Meng Lan agreed softly, lowering her eyes to cover up the disappointment in her eyes.

To be honest, she hoped that Feng Mu would take the initiative to tell her the truth.

The more he deliberately conceals it now, the more panicked and insecure Menglan feels.

……

It is late at night.

Liu Niancheng had been coaxed to sleep long ago, after Menglan simply washed up, she walked into his small room.

When she saw her son's peaceful sleeping face, Meng Lan's nose suddenly turned sore, tears were about to fall down.

During this period of time, she has been busy in the company, almost to the point of not dividing the day, and now she can have such a little time to hug her son, she feels extremely happy.

So she took off her shoes, got into bed, and squeezed into the same bed with her son.

And when she hugged Liu Niancheng's soft little body, Menglan's tiredness from the past few days seemed to disappear in an instant.

This sense of peace of mind may only be understood after becoming a mother!

……

Leaning against her son's side, Meng Lan fell into a deep sleep.

She didn't notice at all, the door was pushed open after a while, Feng Mu was standing at the door, when he saw the mother and son cuddling each other on the bed, his eyes were full of tenderness.

Subconsciously, he stepped forward, first gently helped Menglan arrange a more comfortable sleeping position, and then pulled up the quilt to tuck them in.

After doing all this, Feng Mu was able to rest, sitting on the edge of the bed for a while, his eyes full of tenderness.

He seemed to be looking at the treasures of the world, and immediately, he leaned down slightly, and gently kissed Meng Lan and his son on the forehead.

His movements were gentle, as if he was afraid of waking up the mother and son.

In the past, he saw that after He Hanchuan got married, he almost entrusted his focus to the family. At that time, he still couldn't understand why it was necessary to do this for a woman.

A man's hand should go out to fight the world.

But he couldn't really understand this feeling until he had this kind of happiness himself.

When you have a weakness, you will do everything you can to protect them, trying to give them the best things in the world!

……

The next day.

Meng Lan slept deeply, until in the morning, she felt an itching sensation from the tip of her nose, which made her sneeze several times in a row, and then she woke up from her sleep.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Liu Niancheng hiding in her arms, covering her small mouth with her hand, laughing softly.

"Stinky boy." Meng Lan raised her hand and patted his buttocks, "Now I'm going to play tricks on Mommy, huh? Look at the trick."

As she said that, Meng Lan stretched out her hand to scratch Liu Niancheng's creaking nest, and started playing with him on the bed.

After playing for a while, the little guy lost his strength, and quickly begged for mercy, "Mum, I know I'm wrong, please let me go!"

After listening to his words, Meng Lan let go of her hand and patted his buttocks.

"Stinky boy, let's see if you dare in the future."

(End of this chapter)