gaze between the two of them, changing the subject. 。A waiter came over, and He Hanchuan took a glass of champagne from the tray, took a sip, and said: "There are too many people. I went to the toilet...The study was silent.

Mulan hesitated, her hand raised halfway, about to knock again, when the door creaked open by itself.

A man in a gray robe sat in front of the computer, the light from the screen illuminating his handsome face. He wore glasses with gold rims, adding a touch of sophistication to his demeanor.

But in Menglan's eyes, it was just a silent sigh of emotion:

Uncouth beasts in fine clothes!

After silently complaining in her heart, she noticed that the man didn't seem to notice her at all. She tightly clenched the tray in her fingers and forced a smile of courtesy, "Mr. Feng, are you still busy"

This time, Feng Mu actually looked up, but only his jet-black eyes glanced at her lightly, a mocking smile on his lips.

He had long been accustomed to his indifference. Menglan walked to the desk with her teapot, lowering her head and carefully straightening the inverted cup. "Mr. Feng, it's almost midnight. Even if you're busy, remember to take care of yourself and don't overwork."

As soon as she spoke, even she felt hypocritical.

But that doesn't matter.

To pull off a scam, you have to do it all the way.

The aroma of tea wafted gently, Menglan lowered her eyes and looked at the exquisite porcelain teacup in her hand. A gleam flashed in her eyes as she carefully poured the tea and presented it to Feng Mu.

"The maid told me this tea can help with sleep. At eighty degrees water temperature, steeped three times, to your liking. Try it"

Feng Mu just moved away from the computer. He slowly picked up his teacup, not drinking it, but just holding it in front of him, measuring its amount.

The study was deathly silent.

Meng Lan stood still, though her face remained calm. But in this instant, her heart was clenched with anxiety, silently urging: Drink! Drink it quickly!

Suddenly, Feng Mu raised his eyes. His dark eyes held no ripples on the surface, yet an invisible pressure surged and spread within them.

"Have I ever reminded you, in my whole life, I hate scheming and lying the most."

Meng Lan's delicate body trembled slightly, and she let out a soft laugh. "I don't understand what you're saying."

She swayed her slender waist and walked up to Feng Mu nonchalantly, her arm bonelessly kneading his shoulders, "Mr. Feng, haven't you always been scheming against me You drew cage after cage for me, I couldn't escape, sinking deeper and deeper."

Feng Mu cooperated very well. He tilted his head back against the chair, squinting his eyes.

Like a majestic lion, basking in a blissful slumber.

Meng Lan let out a sigh of relief, leaning against him and whispering softly, "Mr. Feng, are you comfortable Would you like some tea"

Her seductive ways, almost no man could resist.

But she seemed to have forgotten, the man before her was none other than Feng Mu!

"Sizzle—" Feng Mu suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and sharp. His movements were swift, he pulled Meng Lan to the front of him with a backhand.

Meng Lan's back hit the solid edge of the table, pain wrinkling her brows, but her eyes flashed with alarm.

But her reaction was extremely quick, she tightly hugged Feng Mu's neck and sat on his lap, sending him suggestive glances, "Mr. Feng, you're in such a hurry, aren't you planning to go to bed"

She chuckled, her finger teasingly tracing his chest. "Men are always full of it. Come clean, did you miss me while I was in the hospital"

She clung to Feng Mu's arms, sensually like a temptress~

Feng Mu slowly clenched her hands, a low chuckle escaping his lips as he looked into her eyes, but his gaze held a mocking glint.

Meng Lan's heart pounded in her chest, fear surging through her. She let out a silent cry of "No!" as Feng Mu’s body tensed, his grip on her wrist tightening with fierce strength. He pressed her forcefully against the table.

"Ridiculous." he said with disdain.

Meng Lan's face turned pale, she tried to twist her waist a few times, but struggling here seemed too childish. Feng Mu's face was cold, he picked up the tea she had poured on the table and splashed it directly onto her delicate face.

"Good intentions, but you used the wrong person."

Menglan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the air around her carried a faint fragrance of tea. Yet, her lips were bitter beyond measure.

"There's a certain amount of powdered medicine in this tea, and you know it best." Feng Mu coldly rebuked, "Liu Xinrui, you are still as despicable as ever. This is the first and last time. If you disobey, I will send you to prison to reunite with your father."

As soon as he finished speaking, he disdainfully let go of Menglan. He was like a majestic lion waking up from slumber, his eyes languid but still commanding respect.

Meng Lan stood up, the tea water dripped down her cheeks and onto the floor, her fists clenched tightly between her thighs.

Yes, she did scheme against Feng Mu, putting aphrodisiacs in his tea.

But what could she do

Over this period, there have been too many contradictions between her and Feng Mu. She could see how much Feng Mu despised her, and if she dared to bring up conditions, he definitely wouldn't agree.

She could only risk seducing him into bed. It wasn't the first time, anyway. She didn't believe Feng Mu would deny it, and when that time came, he would have to make concessions.

Before it could even be implemented, it was immediately exposed.

Think about it carefully, she's really foolish to even try to run wild on Feng Mu's head!

"Go." He coldly hissed, walking to the window. His long fingers held a cigarette, tilting his head to light it, smoke swirling around his handsome features.

But his whole body exuded a low, oppressive air, revealing that he was not happy.

Meng Lan clutched her collar, angrily turning away and leaving. Just as she reached the door, a sudden thought flashed through her mind—her younger brother's drawing of his wish. Her heart ached.

Meng Lan ah Meng Lan.

Now is not the time to act rashly!

She could only return, gazing at Feng Mu's imposing figure, her fists clenched tight. "I know you find me annoying, but just give me back your brother, and I promise to vanish from your sight completely."

"Sure." Feng Mu replied faintly.

Meng Lan was startled. Before she could even feel happy, she saw him turn his body sideways, resting his elbow on the railing and puffing out a cloud of smoke towards her, "Just a reminder, your brother's condition is serious, and as long as I give an order, no hospital dares to admit him."

"Life and death, you decide."

You decide...

Dream Lan's face turned pale suddenly, and a gigantic hat inexplicably came crashing down on her head. She was furious, but helpless.

"Come on, you should know my purpose is to take care of Liangliang until his condition stabilizes. What do you want to do"

But Feng Mu seemed to be waiting for her words, crushing half a cigarette butt in the ashtray and walking to the desk, throwing a document at her.

"Sign here."

Menglan took it, and when she saw the four words "Lodging Agreement" written on top, she was dumbfounded!

No way

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