Chapter 583 She's... dying!

e, and I believe he won't ignore me this time," 。"Jiang Qingran's brow flashed a faint trace of disdain, and he worried, "You really shouldn't...""It's already two o'clock. You have ten hours to prepa..."General, it's terrible! Something happened at the Dream Pavilion!" Xiaomi cried out in panic.

"Oh." Feng Mu's tone wasn't concerned at all. After listening, there was even a hint of mockery, "You shouldn't have come to me."

Wasn't that woman Menglan very capable She could even sell her body for a contract. How could she possibly be stumped by managing just one meeting

"It wasn't Director Feng, it was Dream Sister who was being targeted. If you don't come soon, she's going to die..." Xiaomi stuttered, unable to finish her words before the person on the other end of the line cut off the call.

On the phone, Feng Mu in the bridal shop had a gloomy expression. His fingers clutching the phone tightened repeatedly.

What does it mean to be... dead fast

Feng Mu's heart was in turmoil, he clenched the white suit jacket on his chair, just about to leave, when he saw Wang Zhi Shan walk out of the dressing room in a white wedding dress.

"Feng Mu, don't you think this veil looks much better than before" Wang Zhi Shan put on her veil and walked towards Feng Mu with a smile, but she was startled by his expression. "What's wrong Did something happen"

Feng Mu simply pulled out a card from his bag and impatiently handed it to her, "I have something to attend to, try this yourself."

Wang Zhisan watched his back as he turned to leave, her smile gradually stiffening. Her heart was filled with panic, and she hurriedly grabbed his arm. "You promised me that you would stay with me all day to try on wedding dresses today and accompany Grandpa. We even made a reservation at a Western restaurant! You should at least stay and have dinner with me before leaving."

"I don't have time," Feng Mu said dismissively, his mind replaying Xiaomi's words over and over. His heart tightened. Did she mean...dead What did it even mean to be dead!

Seeing Feng Mu insist on leaving, Wang Zhi Shan could no longer hold back the gentleness she had been maintaining on her face. She grabbed her skirt and chased after him, "Feng Mu, tell me where you're going, or I'll go with you..."

And Feng Mu ignored her completely, instead quickening his steady pace.

Seeing him unusually nervous, Wang Zishan also guessed the reason. She chased after him in high heels, and from behind, she tightly hugged Feng Mu's strong back.

Her voice was laced with both excitement and a palpable resentment. "I know you're going to go see her, but don't forget our wedding is next week. Right now, all eyes are on us."

"You could do whatever you wanted before, but can't you just avoid trouble this time Do you really want the media to write 'He abandoned his reputation for a woman of ill repute' "

Hearing this, Feng Mu's face darkened like storm clouds, his heart filled with disgust. He pushed her away forcefully, "But don't forget, you're not my wife yet!"

He shoved her, and Wang Zhisan behind him didn't know if it was intentional or unintentional, she fell directly to the floor. She gasped in pain, 'Hiss,' taking a breath of cold air.

Feng Mu subconsciously turned his head to look at her in her wedding dress, as delicate as a white flower lying on the floor, his expression slightly stunned.

As if possessed, his mind couldn't help but recall Menglan from his high school days, the girl who had clung to him relentlessly. She was still so proud back then, with her long ponytail, tilting her head slightly upward to reveal her snow-white swan neck.

Once, when they were passing by a bridal shop, Menglan couldn't take her eyes off the wedding dresses in the window. She hugged Fengmu's shoulder and laughed gleefully, "Fengmu, look, look how beautiful they are~".

"Bored."

Meng Lan held onto him tightly, preventing his departure. Her voice was clear and crisp, "I, Liu Xinrui, swear that one day I will wear the most beautiful wedding dress in the world. Under the blessings of all my relatives and friends, I will walk down the red carpet and marry you on the shore of a vast ocean!"

Back then, he couldn't escape being ridiculed, "Don't daydream so much during the day."

"It's not a dream, anyway you will get married someday, and I will too. Hehe, so why don't I exercise my rights in advance~ "

Feng Mu frowned, he unconsciously raised his hand to cover his heart as if feeling it, but still...he couldn't figure out why his heart would ache suddenly.

And Wang ZhiShan, while watching Feng Mu truly not paying any attention to her, turned and left. Her slender fingers clenched tightly at her skirt, her eyes blazing with anger!

Damn it, as Feng Mu's fiancee, the Wang Group has been helping Feng Mu rise to power for so many years and made so many contributions. But in the end, she... is not as valuable as a Menglan.

She wasn't blind to the tension in Feng Mu's eyes when he learned about Meng Lan's accident. If she hadn't been touched, how could she have reacted like that

Wang Zhisan panicked completely, her clenched fists turning white at every joint —

Feng Mu was right, she wasn't his wife yet, so anything could happen. She had to get rid of Meng Lan secretly before the wedding, at the very least, she couldn't let her continue to threaten her!

……

All the way, Feng Mu stepped on the accelerator of his luxury car to the bottom, overtaking many red lights along the way, and rushed to Meng Hui So with the fastest speed.

He had just parked his car when he saw his assistant, accompanied by twenty or thirty bodyguards in an SUV, arriving. It was a pity for the media outlets who had been camped outside for days, waiting to get a photo. Before they could even snap a picture, they were pulled into the SUV along with their cameras, and driven away by the driver!

Feng Mu walked into the club with steady steps, pressed the elevator button, and stared at the slowly rising elevator numbers. His hand holding his phone suddenly tightened.

For some reason, his steps felt like they were filled with lead, a sense of guilt and panic welling up inside him. He was afraid, terrified of facing Menglan's face, etched with despair.

"Go up." Feng Mu's tone was gloomy, the golden wire-rimmed glasses framing his eyes held a fierce gaze, revealing that at this moment, the man's mood had reached its worst point.

The assistant hurriedly rushed into the private room with bodyguards, glanced back at the man's expression secretly, and had a bad premonition.

How long had it been since he'd seen this expression on the big boss's face

If my memory serves me right, it was just after Feng Mu's parents passed away. He had just ascended to the top of the Feng Group and was being ridiculed and harassed by those old-timers. When he got angry in public...

In the private room, Meng Lan had drunk five bottles of beer mixed with Baijiu. Her face was pale without a trace of blood, her hand covering her stomach that was gradually aching. She vomited until she couldn't even bring up stomach acid anymore, the mucus tinged with a faint red thread.

The faces in the surrounding private rooms, however, were only wearing sneering smiles, "Drink, quickly, don't be a coward~"

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