Chapter 641 Can I Start Again?

of having legs that could be healed momentarily overshadowed the pain He Hanchuan brought, Xiang Wan subconsciously asked, "Why" "Legs capable of dancing the world's most beautiful dance, of course t...Just as he was deep in thought, Feng Mu had already taken her hand and walked out of the crowd. Chen Yi was responsible for pushing Liu Liang's wheelchair, and they left together in the elevator.

Chen Yi personally drove them home. Along the way, Feng Mu's handsome face was tightly clenched, and Meng Lan tactfully refrained from asking questions.

As she was getting out of the car, Menglan had just pushed open the car door when Feng Mu suddenly clasped her hand tightly. His hoarse voice carried a hint of tenderness, "Chat"

Dream Orchid furrowed her brows slightly and replied in a soft voice, "Alright."

After all, she is currently at the Feng family, and her younger brother also relies on their medical team for treatment. It wouldn't be good to have a falling out.

She got out of the car first and personally helped Aunt Wang fix Liu Liang, then she followed Feng Mu towards the backyard.

Beijing has officially entered spring. The weather is no longer as cold as before, and cherry blossoms are in full bloom on the trees, a beautiful sight to behold.

As darkness fell, Feng Mu walked to the bridge and stopped.

Meng Lan quietly followed behind him, looking at his muscular figure, she inexplicably felt a strange sense of unease. She really couldn't believe it.

One day, she would stroll through the garden so peacefully with Feng Mu!

"Today's events must have scared you," Feng Mu spoke first, his voice laced with a hint of tenderness.

"No, I'm used to it."

Meng Lan's expression turned cold instead, tucking her hands into her coat pockets.

The streetlights flickered to life, and Feng Mu walked up to her. The warm yellow light stretched his figure, making him look tall. He paused for a moment, his voice slightly awkward as he spoke,

"About your father's wrongful case, I've also been looking for detectives to investigate. Don't worry."

"Thank you for your kind offer, General Feng. It's not necessary." Meng Lan's expression was indifferent, and there wasn't a trace of emotion in her eyes as she looked at Feng Mu.

"Is there anything else If not, I'll be going now."

Feng Mu remained silent, his handsome face bearing a hint of embarrassment.

Mulan had no mind to guess his thoughts. She turned and was just about to step away when a hand seized her waist tightly.

Feng Mu suddenly took a step forward, he spread his coat to cover Meng Lan's icy body, hugging her tightly from behind, his chin resting on her shoulder, his breath coming in short, uneven gasps.

"Really, can't we just start over" His voice was so soft, uncharacteristically cautious.

Meng Lan's spine shuddered violently, her heart felt as if it had been struck with a jolt, aching pain that spread throughout her limbs and bones, her eyes instantly moistened!

She quickly lowered her head, staring at her toes, biting back the tears threatening to spill. "No."

She also kept her voice very soft, yet it conveyed an unyielding firmness.

For over twenty years before Dreamland, she had also loved, raged, despaired, and hated, but never once had she felt such unwavering determination to flee from someone's side!

Feng Mu's tall frame visibly trembled. He rubbed against Meng Lan's neck, forcing out a hoarse "good" from his throat, as if choking back tears with a faint sob.

Wailing

How could he... cry for himself

Menglan let out a wry smile, gently wriggling free from Kai Fengmu's embrace. As if nothing had happened, she continued walking forward.

Feng Mu tried to grab her hand, but he missed. Like a child who had done something wrong and desperately wanted to make amends, he quickly opened his mouth,

"Menglan, I will continue to investigate the medical accident from that year. If Liu Changming is truly innocent, I will do everything in my power to compensate you!"

Meng Lan's steps faltered, almost tripping her. Hearing the word "compensation," she felt like she'd been struck by lightning. Anger surged in her eyes instantly. "No need!"

She gritted her teeth, her throat constricted like a fish bone stuck there, unable to swallow or spit out. She roared in near hysteria, "You can't compensate! My father has suffered years in prison, what can you possibly offer as compensation Even if you brought mountains of gold and silver, could that buy back his freedom, his ruined reputation!"

Feng Mu was stunned, looking at Meng Lan's despairing back. His dark eyes were filled with a particularly complex mix of emotions. He had dominated the business world for so many years, always eloquent and quick-witted, but now, he couldn't utter a single word.

I'm so sorry, I'm just not that impressive right now!

Menglan reached out to wipe the tears streaming down her cheeks, but no matter how hard she tried, they wouldn't stop. She straightened her spine and continued walking forward, but every step felt like walking on a knife's edge, incredibly difficult.

"Pathetic, don't cry!" she scolded herself.

What's there to cry about.

Her heart had long since died, and she no longer loved, so no amount of compensation would make her even glance at it.

Perhaps the process was too dramatic, so when it finally came time to leave, she couldn't manage a graceful farewell. All she wished for was one day to simply vanish without a sound, without a trace.

As Meng Lan's figure disappeared, Feng Mu also felt his heart was in turmoil. He leaned against the railing and smoked several cigarettes. He-Hanchuan called him, as soon as he answered, the voice on the other end was particularly noisy:

"Bro, my wife is going back to her parents' house tonight. I'm going to MT bar for drinks, get me a girl and let me smoke, I'm about to explode from staying at home!"

Feng Mu's eyes gradually darkened, and he spoke in a low, melancholy voice, "How can one win back a woman's heart"

On the other end of the phone, He Hanchuan remained silent for a few seconds before giving a crisp and decisive response, "Death!" Then, with a harsh click, he hung up.

Feng Mu looked at the darkened phone screen, a wry smile on his face.

If death could solve things, he would have done it a long time ago. But the fear is that if he died at Menglan's feet, she would think herself a nuisance!

Menglan locked herself in her room and cried until she felt a little better. Just as she stood up, her stomach started to ache with a tearing pain.

Her brow furrowed, she supported herself with the nearby cabinet and walked into the bathroom. She thought it might be her period, so she checked but found no blood. She could only take out a pad and put it inside her underwear.

After washing her face, Meng Lan regained some of her energy, but her stomach ached terribly. It was worse than any period she'd ever had. She poured herself a cup of hot water and drank it down, then somehow made her way to the bed and fell asleep in a daze.

But that night, she didn't sleep well. She had a stomachache and was sweating all over.

Until late at night, she vaguely felt a warm, big hand gently kneading her little belly, gradually helping her reduce some pain.

The night was very quiet, her brow relaxed, she fell deeply into slumber...

The Wang family

"Oh! What a wretch!"

Wang Zhisan's face was completely disgraced today. As soon as she got home, she collapsed and smashed all the vases she could reach to the ground.

The servants trembled beside her, muttering under their breath, "Miss Wang, she's gone mad again."

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