Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 515
Dong Qingfeng was afraid of revealing his identity prematurely, so he only dared to dodge Mo Han's fist while hugging Meng Kejun, and dared not take the punch directly.

But there were a few punches, because he couldn't dodge enough and in order to protect Meng Kejun, he directly hit Mo Han on the back several times.

Seeing Dong Qingfeng being beaten one after another, Meng Kejun was very distressed. Mo Han, who had lost all reason, tried his best to move his kung fu to the palm of his hand, and slapped Dong Qingfeng's chest hard.

It was too late to say that, Meng Kejun, who was hugged by Dong Qingfeng in his arms, directly stretched out his hand to block Dong Qingfeng, and used his body to bear Mo Han's heavy palm.

"what--"

Ye Rongrong covered her head and screamed. Just after she finished screaming, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Meng Kejun's mouth, and then her body went limp, and her body went limp.

"Ke-kun-Ke-kun-"

Dong Qingfeng quickly hugged Meng Kejun into his arms, and shouted at her anxiously.

"Why are you so stupid, what are you doing to block this palm for me?"

Dong Qingfeng regretted it now. If he knew this would happen, he would fight against Mo Han. Even if his identity would be exposed immediately, he didn't care.

Meng Kejun didn't reply to Dong Qingfeng's words, but turned his head to look at Mo Han who was standing opposite him with a dull expression.

The blood-stained mouth slowly opened to him, "You hit him and it hurts my heart. If you want to hurt him, I'd rather you hurt me! What's between you and me has nothing to do with Qingfeng anything."

She waited for Dong Qingfeng to bear this palm, not only because she didn't want Dong Qingfeng to get hurt again, but also used her actions to show Mo Han that in her heart, Qingfeng was the most important person in her life.

Meng Kejun frowned, resisting the pain in his body, and continued to speak to Mo Han.

"From the moment Qingfeng picked me up, the old Meng Kejun of you is no longer me. The Meng Kejun in front of you now only lives for Dong Qingfeng. If there is anything wrong with him, I will never live alone!"

"Did you abandon me so easily? Did you abandon all our past so easily? Do you know that you are the meaning of life!"

Mo Han was not reconciled, he wanted to move forward to see how badly Meng Kejun had been hurt by him, but he didn't dare to move forward, he was afraid that he would hurt her too much and would hate himself to death.

"Mo Han, there are some things that I can't tell you right now, but you need to know."

Meng Kejun paused when she said that, she looked at Ye Rongrong who was standing behind Mo Han, maybe, at this time, it is the most appropriate to tell all the truth.

But Ye Rongrong, who was in tears, shook her head repeatedly.

"Your Mr. Meng Ke never forgot or abandoned you. The reason why I, Mr. Meng Ke, forgot and abandoned you is because I am no longer your Mr. Meng Ke. Now I only live for Dong Qingfeng!"

After speaking, she looked back at Dong Qingfeng and motioned for him to hug her.

Meng Kejun's words were blown into Mo Han's ears along with the icy cold wind. Except for the words "I will never live alone", he didn't understand a single word of Meng Kejun's other words.

What about your Meng Ke-jun, my Meng Ke-jun, what hasn't been forgotten, what hasn't been abandoned, and what has been forgotten and abandoned, these are just excuses she used to prevaricate herself.

The hands hanging by the side seemed to be cut off, and there was no feeling at all.

The blood in his whole body was congealing, and in an instant, Mo Han only felt that there was only bleakness left in his world.

Without him, she will never live alone!

What a sweet love story!

Every word, every word, coming out of her mouth, was like a sharp knife, directly poking at his heart.

These sharp knives were not in a hurry to take them out, but kept turning over his heart, stirring up those wounds to drip with blood.

He was in so much pain that he didn't even have the energy to cry out.

After hugging Meng Kejun, Dong Qingfeng looked coldly at Mo Han, who still had a sluggish expression.

"I don't fight back, not because I can't beat you, but because I remember your feelings in my heart. That day, Kejun was crushed under the collapsed cruise ship on the river bank, and it was you who rescued her! We returned these palms to you. Yes! From now on, we will have nothing to do with you!"

"What did you say? You said that the person who was crushed under the cruise ship that day was Kejun?"

Dong Qingfeng's words made Mo Han, who had a sluggish expression, suddenly come back to his senses, and he rushed in front of Dong Qingfeng.

"You said that the person ten wolves and I rescued from the bottom of the boat that day was Kejun?"

He couldn't believe it, but he had to believe it. After Dong Qingfeng said this, he remembered that Dong Qingfeng, who looked familiar, was the young man who saved people on the river bank that day.

"If you hadn't helped me that day, I'm afraid that Kejun would not have the life to live to this day. Without Kejun, I wouldn't live alone."

Without further explanation, Dong Qingfeng hugged Meng Kejun and walked away directly from his side.

Now everything that needs to be said has been made clear, if he is not willing to let go, it all depends on Mo Han himself.

Mo Han's body shook slightly, and then fell powerlessly on the railing beside him.

That day, she was in front of him and in his arms, but he didn't recognize her.

That day, when he was on the cruise ship, he seemed to feel that Meng Kejun was by his side. Then when a gust of wind blew, he could clearly feel the pain of her leaving from his side.

In the end, he seemed to hear a word in the wind.

Mo Han bowed his head in meditation, trying to recall the scene of that day.

"Save Mr. Meng Ke, go save Mr. Meng Ke—"

Yes, that's the sentence, that's what he heard, and then he asked the ten wolves what happened on the shore.

He broke into the hull and saw Meng Kejun hugging him out. He didn't even look at the blood on Meng Kejun's face at that time.

If he had recognized it that day, recognized that the person he saved with his own hands was Meng Kejun, and that the person he was holding in his arms was Meng Kejun, then everything would have changed now.

I can't blame Meng Kejun for losing his memory and can't remember himself, and I can't blame her for saying that she only lives for Dong Qingfeng now.

I can't complain, I can't blame anything, I can blame myself if I want to blame myself, let Meng Kejun slip away from my hands again and again.

Mo Han felt pain all over his body, as if the blood in his body that had condensed into ice just now shattered into residual ice in an instant.

The last mouthful of blood that had been circling around in his chest finally spurted out from his mouth.

It was mixed with the blood that Meng Kejun spat on the snow just now, and the white snow was dyed redder.

However, the white snow that came down after that silently covered the dazzling bright red.

(End of this chapter)