Chapter 559: Never Mention Your Name

ng paused for a moment before slowly asking, "I want to ask you, He Hanchuan misunderstood you at the time and broke your leg, sending you to prison.""If I hadn't blindly trusted Qingran back then, an...Upon hearing this, Feng Mu's brows furrowed in confusion, "It's just a fever. It'll be fine after a few days."

"Damn it! Fever nearly took her life twice!"

"Don't blame me for not warning you, she's just one step away from stomach cancer. Now if she doesn't rest well for a month, her life could be in danger at any time! I said to myself this morning why she was so desperate to get out of the hospital and remove her IV, now it turns out she was forced by you!" Wang Ling shook his head helplessly, even he, as a doctor, couldn't stand it.

I don't know what kind of bad deeds Menglan committed in her past life to have attracted someone like Feng Mu. He's a monster with the face of a human and the heart of a beast. She clings to him relentlessly, refusing to leave. What's so good about him Why doesn't any other girl feel this way about him

Watching Wang Ling drive away, Feng Mu subconsciously opened the medicine bag and realized that all the medicines were for treating stomach ailments. It turned out that this woman hadn't really pretended to be pitiful in front of him; she was truly ill to such a serious degree...

Thinking of this, Feng Mu's brow furrowed involuntarily. His heart felt like a stone was lodged in it, suffocating him. He returned to the car and tossed the medicine and mineral water to Meng Lan, ordering in a low voice, "Eat them quickly."

Meng Lan had been feeling unwell and dizzy, drifting in and out of consciousness. Upon hearing his voice, she suddenly opened her eyes and stared at the medicine in her palm, her expression bewildered. "This isn't the medicine I was taking at the hospital. Did you bring this specially"

The moment she spoke, her voice was hoarse and unpleasant due to a sore throat. Yet, a hint of anticipation blossomed in her heart. The fact that Feng Mu sent her medicine meant he was thinking about her illness, didn't it

“No, it’s all the doctor’s fault for sending you over.” Feng Mu raised his slender fingers and tugged at his tie, his eyes filled with annoyance. He spoke in a cold, low voice, “Hurry up and eat. There are so many media and cameras at the banquet tonight. Showing this sickly appearance of yours is also embarrassing for me.”

"Good." Menglan agreed and swallowed the medicine. A strained look flashed in her eyes, and she let out a wry smile as if laughing at her own foolish infatuation, "Mr. Feng, please rest assured. Even if I collapse on the stage today, I will absolutely not mention your name."

Not only that, she would never utter a word about their past, that agonizing past that had worn her down to the very core.

Feng Mu was driving just fine when he heard her say this. He didn't brake in time and the car tilted forward a bit. His fingers gripping the steering wheel tightened.

The thoughts in his heart, the overwhelming desire for Menglan, deepened once again. A voice in his head constantly reminded him, if he pushed Menglan to her limit, she wouldn't hesitate to turn back!

Feng Mu took a deep breath, covering the strangeness in his eyes, and chuckled coldly, "Good to know you're sensible."

Meng Lan neither argued nor obeyed, only letting out a soft sigh as if resigned to fate. She rested her head against the back of the chair and closed her eyes to rest.

All the way, Feng Mu's gaze unintentionally looked at Meng Lan reflected in the rearview mirror of the car ahead. She seemed to have really lost a lot of weight, even her chin was sharper than before. Was she bullied in the hospital, or hadn't she been eating well

The moment the thought arose, even Feng Mu was shocked. He raised a hand to press against his rapidly beating heart, a twinge of pain spreading through him.

He was heartbroken...Menglan

If that's not the case, how could he immediately call Jiang Ling to bring medicine when he saw Meng Lan coughing and having a fever If he was really worried about losing face at the event, he could have easily changed partners.

If that's the case, then he should even less think about the daughter of his father's killer!

Meng Lan didn't deserve it, he should slowly torture this woman, watching her suffer and be tormented was the only way to repay his parents, but why when he truly saw her in pain, did his heart feel like a hollowed-out space He couldn't find any happiness.

……

He Hanchuan spent a lot of money on the banquet to appease Xiang Wan and help her relieve stress. He invited elites from all walks of life, keeping Xiang Wan busy with socializing, and took advantage of this opportunity to introduce some contacts to her.

A perfect match, even though Xiang Wan still had scars on her face, seeing He Hanchuan's love for her, even those who were jealous wouldn't dare say a word.

After following He Hanchuan for a whole circle, Xiangwan also took the opportunity to meet several well-known designers. However, when she saw their works, she was not satisfied. She couldn't come up with a brand that was truly eye-catching and innovative.

He Hanchuan was being dragged to play cards by several buddies, Xiang Wan also took the opportunity to go backstage and hold her son to rest, waiting for the opening of the banquet. During this time, Mi Li came in with a file, panting and said, "Executive Vice President Xiang, this is the document I investigated for you. As soon as it's done, I brought it to you."

"Thank you," Xiang Wan flipped open the file and looked at the award-winning designs that Meng Lan had once created. Her eyes glistened with envy and satisfaction.

For some reason, ever since she heard He Hanchuan mention that Meng Lan had studied fashion design before, she couldn't help but feel curious. She even asked Mili to look into her past works.

As expected, Menglan never disappoints.

These clothing designs from years ago would be a hit if they were released today, absolutely a bestseller. It's such a shame that a talented designer like her ended up as the owner of a hostess club!

Seeing this, A-Wan's mind couldn't help but recall the scene of Meng Lan being deliberately targeted by Feng Mu in the shopping mall. Her heart couldn't help but feel a touch of worry. She truly didn't know... how was she doing now

In the car garage, Menglan was exhausted after much struggle and leaned weakly against the car seat, falling asleep. She was awakened by a pungent smell of smoke. She opened her eyes in a daze and saw the handsome face beside her shrouded in smoke, causing her to jump in fright.

"How long have I slept Why didn't you call me" Menglan was startled and quickly glanced at the time on her phone. She let out a sigh of relief, thankfully the party hadn't started yet.

She hurriedly adjusted her makeup and hair in the mirror. Just as she was about to get out of the car, she heard Feng Mu's deep voice behind her, "In a while, I'll introduce you to Wang Bo, the vice president of Hanxing Group. He is cooperating with Hancheng to manage the real estate projects needed by Fengshi this time. Try your best to get him to sign the contract tonight."

"But..."

“Do as I say, and if you succeed, I’ll let you see your brother tomorrow.” Feng Mu’s voice was cold. He went around the car, taking Meng Lan’s hand to pull her down. “Seize this opportunity. You should know that I don’t have much patience.”

He had also thought carefully in the car just now, and the reason he felt pity for Menglan was simply because he often brought her around out of habit. Now that he had discovered this, he must suppress this thought.

Meng Lan doesn't deserve any sympathy from him!

Menglan remained silent, but the palm of her hand, which was holding onto Feng Mu's, secreted a layer of sweat. Her heart throbbed with excitement.

Finally… I finally get to see my little brother!

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