life too!"This was her first time crying since she got out of prison. She wasn't sobbing, just tears streaming down her face nonstop. He Jianchuan frowned and watched her. Two years ago, Xiang Wan had..."Cough cough~ " After taking a big gulp of Lafite, Menglan coughed and let out a 'puke' sound, almost spitting out half the bottle.

Her vision blurred and swam, a wave of dizziness overtaking her. A sharp pain in her stomach prevented her from straightening up.

"Hey, Dream Boss, this isn't good! Don't act innocent, this red wine is very expensive, you can't just waste it like that!"

"Boss, I feel like this punishment is too light. Although this woman did something terrible, she was the school belle of Haiching High after all. She hasn't lost her charm over the years. Just looking at her makes me drool." The scarred man grinned with lechery and rubbed his palms impatiently. "Why don't you give her to me I want to taste what it's like to have Feng Mu's woman."

Just as he was about to approach, he was kicked away from behind by the yellow-haired man.

"Get out of the way, is it your turn yet" He looked at Menglan who was drinking desperately, his eyes flashing with a scorching light. He wasn't wrong, this woman was breathtakingly beautiful just from her looks!

Otherwise, how could he still be infatuated with her even during high school He pursued her for so long.

This is pretty much what I wanted!

He reached out and grabbed Menglan's neck, pulling her in front of him. He shamelessly kissed her on the face and said, "How about you serve me well As long as you make me comfortable, I'll consider letting you go."

"Ugh, don't touch me..." Menglan glared with anger, struggling slightly before breaking out in a cold sweat.

It's torture, it's too much.

She felt drained of all energy, her whole body heavy. She couldn't even push him away, her eyelids were trembling.

Bang!

Suddenly, the door to the private room was violently kicked open from the outside. Huang Mao felt a surge of irritation; he was about to unleash a torrent of curses, but as his gaze fell upon the doorway, he froze in astonishment.

The man was dressed in a bespoke, jet-black suit made in Italy. He stood tall and straight, his imposing aura suddenly erupting like a burst of light behind him, making him look like a god descending.

Not only was Huang Mao stunned, but all the other students in the audience were completely dumbfounded as well.

How... could it be him

Immediately after, a sense of hopelessness welled up in my heart. I sighed inwardly, damn it, this is over!

And at this time, Meng Lan painfully covered her stomach, her vision blurred, unable to see the surroundings clearly.

Therefore… one couldn't quite see Feng Mu’s gloomy handsome face, nor the sarcastic curve of his lips.

From Feng Mu's perspective at this time, he could only see Meng Lan leaning against Huang Mao's arms, intimately close. These things weren't so bad, but what truly churned up anger in Feng Mu's heart was that Meng Lan was being kissed, and she hadn't refused.

Feng Mu stood at the door. As smart as he was, when his eyes fell on the stacks of renminbi in the safe, he immediately understood.

Fingers cracked, and Feng Mu’s hawk-like eyes gathered a storm. He completely ignored the people around him, lifting his foot and taking each step, *thump thump*, towards Menglan.

“That’s what you call it, huh You're going to die soon” Feng Mu’s voice was cold and sharp, his knuckles digging into her jaw, his eyes gleaming with a predatory red light. “Who gave you the audacity to flirt openly with men under my very nose”

Meng Lan's jaw suddenly ached, tears welling up at the corners of her eyes. She could only be forced to look up and stare at Feng Mu's face, watching his disgusted expression, which was more painful than the physical pain!

In this crisis, Menglan only felt as if a large chunk of her stomach had been ripped away, but despite all the agonizing pain, she wasn't afraid.

Not until he saw Feng Mu's coldness on his face did Meng Lan feel like she was truly abandoned, like she was dying...

It's not people who die, it's hearts.

"Speak." Feng Mu looked at her lifeless face, a surge of irritation rising within him. He growled, "Isn't your mouth usually so quick with words"

As soon as the words left her lips, Meng Lan hurriedly lowered her head. As her bangs fell, tears rolled down her cheeks. Thankfully, the dim lighting in the private room meant they probably wouldn't be noticed.

"General Feng, it was you who brought me into Meng Hui Society back then. To put it nicely, I'm the boss here. To put it bluntly, I'm just a high-class courtesan. To you, to the guests at the club, do I even have any dignity left" Meng Lan's clever words laced with a hint of seduction had her hands propping up the corner of the table, barely keeping her feet steady.

She kept a calm face, pretending her bearing was still carefree. But every syllable that left her mouth trembled slightly. All she could do was keep reminding herself in her heart: You can't fall, at the very least, you can't collapse in front of him!

Huang Mao observed the situation for a while and suddenly felt happy. It seemed that Feng Mu wasn't standing up for Meng Lan. In his opinion, since he wasn't an enemy, he was a friend ~

“I said, Feng Mu, don't get so angry. It's not worth it for such a lowly woman. We old classmates came to support you, and you didn't even say hello…” As soon as the words left his mouth, suddenly Feng Mu grabbed his wrist tightly. A tearing pain surged through him in an instant. He only heard a “crack” sound, and his wrist was forcibly broken.

"Ah, you...you..." Huang Mao screamed in pain, rolling on the ground. Seeing his miserable state, the others who had humiliated Meng Lan also felt a sense of unease and were about to leave.

"Stop." Feng Mu's voice was cold and sharp. He gripped Meng Lan's waist forcefully, pulling her away with strength. As they walked past the entrance, he declared, "Release anyone else, but you two are not permitted to leave."

"Yes." The assistant nodded seriously.

But Feng Mu held Meng Lan's arm tightly and left the Meng Hui Society.

Qiqiao was just about to chase after him, but she was stopped by the bodyguards. However, looking at Feng Mu's gloomy aura, she only felt fear and trembling in her heart. She could only silently pray in her heart, please, I hope Menglan is okay...

"Feng Mu, let me go!" Meng Lan's voice was hoarse as she screamed. Under the gaze of jeering eyes, she was dragged by Feng Mu to the underground garage.

Bang!

The car door slammed shut, Meng Lan had no strength to struggle, she was shoved into the back seat.

With a ripping sound, "Tear!", a chill ran down her shoulders. She could only watch as her shirt was torn open by his large hand.

Mulan's pupils contracted, her breath hitching.

"Feng Mu, you are not human!" She screamed, raising her hand to push away the towering chest before her, but her arm fell limply.

I am too tired.

She has no energy...

"What are you putting on When serving other men, you're so despicable. How can you enjoy this so much" Feng Mu raised his finger and pinched her jaw tightly, his hawk-like eyes narrowing as he gazed at her. "Disgusted by the money I give you Or do you think my work is inferior to those dogs"

His cold eyes pierced Menglan's, and sank into her heart... Her fingers clenched tightly at the sofa cushion, her lips bitten white, she roared hysterically at him, "You bastard, Feng Mu, have you ever truly understood me Have you ever truly questioned the truth You only believe your eyes, do you believe me You never believed me!"

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