Chapter 880: He Hanchuan is Murdered (1)

, no need to go find Kawakami or the Kage Group anymore."-When she heard that Old Master He had taken the initiative to confess, 向晚 was still recovering in the hospital.She was surprised for a moment...Meng Lan lowered her head, staring at her shoes. She didn't rush to urge him, only softly reminding him.

Don't worry about your son's affairs, I won't let him cut off contact with you. You still have the right to visit him, of course, if you find it troublesome, I will take full responsibility for raising him...

"Get in the car!"

Feng Mu interrupted her in a low voice.

Without a word, Feng Mu immediately gripped her wrist and walked toward the car.

Menglan couldn't fight him, and she didn't want to make a scene. She simply gave in and sat in the passenger seat.

"Go home."

She voiced her needs.

That wary look on her face, as if afraid that Feng Mu would take her away.

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

They remained mostly silent throughout the journey.

After arriving at their destination, Menglan unbuckled her seatbelt and as she was getting out of the car, she remembered to remind him.

"Thank you. Tomorrow, I'll pick up Cheng personally from kindergarten. You don't need to come."

After finishing her words, she didn't stay for a moment. She got off the car and left immediately.

Feng Mu's fingers curled around the steering wheel, watching Meng Lan's ruthless retreating figure. His eyes were heavy, like a whirlpool that could engulf her in the next second.

He tried every means possible to get closer to her.

Whatever Menglan needed, it would appear by her side immediately. He thought that by doing this, he could make up for some of his shortcomings towards them.

Never could I have imagined that the result of doing this...would only push Dream Orchid further away!

He hates being misunderstood.

Especially being misunderstood by Menglan!

It was deep in the night.

October's weather is always unpredictable, especially in the evening when a chilly breeze fills the air.

Meng Lan was dressed thinly, and she unconsciously pulled her collar up, hugging her arms as she walked down the hallway.

She lowered her head, staring at the feet walking up the stairs, her expression somewhat melancholy.

I don't know why.

If she didn't see Feng Mu on a normal day, she wouldn't be so sad. But the moment she saw him, her emotions were completely thrown into disarray.

Especially after she said those words, her heart was filled with intense pain and an urge to cry.

It's as if there's another her hidden inside my head, always pushing me to do things I don't like. Every time I try to suppress it, the two of us just tangle and fight!

Thinking of this, Menglan's head started to hurt again. She instinctively reached out to touch her forehead and decided to go home and rest well.

Just as she reached the doorway, before she could even push it open, her arm was suddenly seized with a forceful grip and pulled back violently!

"Oh!"

A massive sense of emptiness overwhelmed Menglan, leaving her feeling incredibly insecure. She screamed loudly in fear.

She stumbled backward several steps, and just as she was about to fall to the ground, her waist and abdomen were suddenly gripped by a strong arm. "Bang!" With a sound, she crashed into a warm embrace.

After Meng Lan's body stabilized, she covered her chest with her hand and looked at Feng Mu in a daze.

"How did you get here"

Feng Mu didn't speak either, his gloomy eyes fixed on her as if inspecting a criminal, full of inquiry!

Meng Lan was startled by his reaction and didn't even dare to look at him.

"What are you going to do It's getting late. You should head home soon. I don't have a place for you here..."

Having said that, her hand reached into her bag and took out a key. Just as she was about to open the lock, Feng Mu suddenly grabbed her wrist tightly.

"Hmm..."

Before Menglan could recover, her cheeks were suddenly cupped, forcing her to gaze into Feng Mu's deep and intelligent eyes.

Before she could even speak, Feng Mu lowered his head and pressed his thin lips against hers, forcefully parting her crimson lips.

"Damn you..."

Meng Lan's lips parted slightly, before she could even utter a scolding, Feng Mu used his tongue to press against her upper jaw, entwining with her and not giving her any space to breathe.

I don't know how long the kiss lasted, Menglan's breath became increasingly shallow, as if she would faint the next second.

Just when only a sliver of rationality remained in her mind, Feng Mu finally released her, leaning against her shoulder and gasping for breath, his voice hoarse as he said,

"I know you hate me, but if I could forget after all these years, I wouldn't be here now."

"......"

On hearing this, Menglan's delicate body trembled suddenly, her eyes widening in shock.

Although Feng Mu had been rude to her, his humble attitude made him seem more like the victim.

"Meng Lan, after all these years, I still love you. Not a single bit has changed." Feng Mu hugged her slender waist tightly, his heart beating rapidly.

Over these days, the thoughts that had been suppressed in his chest gushed out all at once. He hugged Menglan tightly, his voice choked with emotion.

“I really know I was wrong. As long as you're willing to give me a chance, I can do anything for you, okay”

" ... "

Meng Lan's eyebrows jumped, her hands and feet became clumsy.

She even... was starting to barely recognize Feng Mu anymore.

How could Feng Mu become…so humble

"I'm sorry."

Meng Lan's eyes turned red, and her heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife.

But her reason told her, she couldn't be soft-hearted!

Finally, she didn't know what to say. She reached out and pushed Feng Mu away from her chest, lowering her head and hurriedly opening the door, walking into the room.

"Bang!"

With a deafening roar, Menglan slammed the door shut.

Feng Mu looked at the tightly closed door, a slight curl of his lips, a helpless smile.

This is already the nth time he’s lowered his pride and proactively reached out to Menglan, trying to make amends.

Every result disappointed him.

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

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

He used to think that compensating for his past mistakes with Menglan was about doing everything he could to be close to her, providing her with the best material things and companionship.

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

Perhaps, letting go would be best. Merely hiding in the corner and watching them, mother and child, safe and sound, would be the greatest consolation for Menglan.

To truly love someone, you may not necessarily need to receive anything in return.

……

the nation.

2:10 AM.

Located in a massive abandoned building on the outskirts of town, surrounded by over a hundred guards. There were gunshots and smoke everywhere, with several bodies lying on the ground, blood spilling from their mouths. It was clear that a fierce battle had just taken place here!

"Mr. He, have some water."

Inside the secret room on the second floor, the assistant took out a bottle of water from a storage pouch and handed it to He Hanchuan. inferior to Feng Mu.Once again, sighs of Old Master Fong echoed through the rest room."You said it, of course I understand. I just want to use Feng Xing to put more pressure on Feng Mu. I don't bel...