e ancients said, our hearts are connected." 。Jiang Qingran let out a small, amused laugh, and her beautiful features seemed even more vibrant with the smile. 。He Hanchuan let out a light snort, lifted...Holding a bowl of soup, she came to the backyard ward to visit her brother.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw her brother sitting on the bed drawing. When he saw her, he hurriedly hid the drawing board under the quilt.
"Sis... Sis, you're here!" A strained smile stretched across his pale face.
"It seems our Liangliang has grown up. Now he even plays hide-and-seek with his older sister" Menglan walked to the table with a bowl of soup and said to him in a pretend jealous tone.
Liu Liang raised his hand and scratched his head, his face flushed red all of a sudden, “It’s not that I’m hiding anything. Your birthday is coming up soon, right I want to make you a gift, you’ll know on that day!”
Mulan was stunned.
It's true, if you hadn't reminded her... she would have completely forgotten that her birthday was coming up.
"Liangliang is so well-behaved." She felt a surge of satisfaction and carefully poured the corn and pork rib soup into a bowl, feeding it spoonful by spoonful to her younger brother.
Liu Liang saw the meat, his eyes lit up, and he drank two large bowls in a row. He licked his lips with satisfaction and smiled, "Sister, you don't know how long I've missed your cooking. It's really good!"
"It's delicious, I'll make it for you again next time." Menglan patted her younger brother's head and chuckled, "When the weather gets nicer, I'll take you to the park for a stroll."
"Thank you, sister!" Liu Liang smiled with childlike satisfaction.
Looking at him like this, Meng Lan felt she owed him so much. Being confined to the hospital bed all day, even going to the park was a luxury.
Meng Lan sighed, stood up, and began to pack away the thermos on the table.
At this moment, Liu Liang suddenly spoke from behind her, “Sister, how long has it been since you last visited Dad Spring is almost here, I wonder if he has enough clothes there…”
The younger brother asked cautiously, as if afraid she would react to the topic like she used to, "I still think... Dad is innocent."
Upon hearing this, Menglan paused her action of holding the bowl, lowered her head, and her eyes became a little moist. "Hmm, I'll go see him in a few days. Don't worry, you take good care of yourself,"
Since her father went to prison, she had held a grudge in her heart for all these years, along with the shadow of her mother's death before she passed away, and had never gone to see him.
But now, she should go.
About the truth of that year... she should also ask her father for clarification!
……
After leaving the ward, Menglan deliberately stood by the lake in the back garden for a while.
After a while, she noticed that there was always a tall figure hiding in the bushes around her, afraid of being discovered.
Meng Lan's self-deprecating laughter came out, a sense of sadness rising in her heart.
As expected, Feng Mu had secretly sent bodyguards to keep an eye on her. It was likely that the moment she stepped onto the street, Feng Mu would have someone come and arrest her.
Dream Orchid pretended to be nonchalant as she returned to the villa. Seeing Uncle Zhao giving a morning briefing to the servants, an idea struck her. She stood quietly beside him for a while.
"Alright, you all go do your own things then!"
Uncle Zhao tactfully dispersed the servants, then respectfully walked to Menglan's side, "Miss, what... is there anything you need"
Dream Lan led Zhao Shu to a place with no cameras and very secluded. She took out a bank card from her pocket and put it in his palm, "Zhao Shu, now only you can help me."
"Please use this money to buy some spring and summer clothes for my father, along with cigarettes and some food that can be taken into prison. Remember, make sure Feng Mu doesn't find out." She instructed carefully.
Feng Mu hated her father so much, it was unimaginable if he found out and touched the wound—
The consequences are appalling!
"Oh, Miss, don't be so reserved. Don't worry, I will definitely help you with this." Zhao Shu took the bank card and his face became solemn.
He cautiously looked around before softly reminding her, "But Miss, don't blame me for speaking my mind, if you want to see your father smoothly during this time, it's best... not to have a conflict with Young Master Feng."
As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Lan's brow arched slightly, and her palms were slick with nervous sweat.
Although she was reluctant, it did make sense.
After returning, Menglan went to the kitchen and started cooking. It was a simple meal of three dishes and one soup, but it looked, smelled, and tasted delicious.
Today Fong Mok came home from work earlier than usual. Seeing his car just pull into the garage, Meng Lan didn't even take off her apron before rushing to greet him. "You're back"
She managed a smile, but her expression was awkward.
While Feng Mu only gave her a fleeting glance, he was busy unbuttoning his suit jacket, not wanting to pay her any attention at all.
Menglan walked forward, "Give me your clothes, I'll help you hang them up." As she was about to take them, she saw Feng Mu toss his suit jacket onto the sofa and, after putting on slippers, walked into the living room.
"Dream Orchid's face, awkwardness was written all over it!"
She clenched her fists tightly, gritting her teeth to hold back her anger. She walked to the sofa and hung up his suit jacket.
Seeing Feng Mu walk into the restaurant, she quickly followed him and pulled out a chair for him, with a forced smile, "President Feng, this dish was specially cooked for you according to your taste. There's no cilantro, no onions, and definitely no poison!"
Feng Mu's hawk-like gaze fell upon her, and he let out a disdainful cold laugh.
Menglan was amused by his laughter, which made her feel a little uneasy. Then, she heard him command sharply, "Everyone get out, and from now on, she is not allowed to go to the kitchen anymore."
"After she finished speaking, the servants hurried forward and removed all of Menglan's dishes, replacing them with backup meals from the kitchen. These were equally abundant."
Feng Mu sat down at the dining chair, picked up his chopsticks, and ate the food expressionlessly.
Mulan stood beside him, ignored like a ghost. Her fingers clutched her skirt tightly, her face flushed with shame.
She felt... as if she was humiliating herself!
Feng Mu ate a few mouthfuls of food, but he felt it was tasteless. He became agitated and put down his chopsticks, pulled back his chair, and stood up.
He looked down at Menglan, reminding her word by word, "Don't be so self-righteous. The food, I don't only eat what you make. People, when I'm done playing with them, I can always replace them!"
"…" Looking at his departing figure, Menglan was so angry she almost wanted to pick up the plate and smash it!
This stingy man, since he dislikes her so much, why doesn't he just let her go What right does he have to have someone watch her at the Feng family for 20 hours!
In the study, Feng Mu had changed into a light gray sleep shirt. The collar was open, revealing his strong wheat-colored chest muscles.
Tonight, he seemed to lack his usual focus at work. He couldn't concentrate on the files on his computer, his mind kept drifting back to the meal Dream Orchid had prepared. The taste must have been... pretty good.
Thinking and thinking, his stomach started to rumble.
Feng Mu's handsome face was a little embarrassed, he lowered his head to look at the document seriously, it must be an auditory hallucination!
I swear after I'm done with this busy period, I'll definitely go to the hospital for a full check-up. My heart has been having problems recently, and now my ears aren't working either. This can't be good!
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