Chapter 557: Wasting Time, She's Willing

stomach."What's wrong" Zhou Miao pushed open the door and was startled to see her pale face.Towards Evening tugged at her lips, her voice a little hoarse from illness, "It's nothing, just a stomach a...“Thank you, CEO He, for your concern. I… I’m fine.” Menglan chuckled lightly. She deliberately pretended to fasten her high heels and straightened her waist, but in that instant of rising, she tugged at the wound on her stomach, and suddenly her face paled from the pain!

Looking at her, He Hanchuan’s eyes darkened subtly. He quickly reached out and supported Meng Lan’s arm, leaning closer to smell the faint scent of disinfectant on her body. “Were you sick and hospitalized”

"Well, I just caught a little cold the other day. It's nothing serious..."

"Do you know about Feng Mu" He Hanchuan interrupted Meng Lan's words in a low voice. Seeing her face turn pale instantly, he already guessed what had happened.

Meanwhile, Feng Mu was slowly brewing tea. His handsome face remained as refined and elegant as ever, seemingly oblivious to the people around him.

Hegel Hanchuan felt a surge of anger, wanting to punch him. He had grown up with Feng Mu and knew better than anyone how cruel and ruthless he was beneath that charming smile.

He's a real wolf in sheep's clothing. The more politely he smiles at you, the more likely he is to take advantage of you.

"I didn't think you were this timid usually. Why are you letting him bully you like this When will this end" He Hanchuan questioned Meng Lan angrily. Seeing her submissive attitude in front of Feng Mu, he felt very upset.

After all, Menglan had been with him for many years. The more she obeyed Feng Mochen, the more He Hanchuan felt like he was being looked down upon.

Meng Lan's smile on her face seemed a little stiff. Although her expression didn't show anything out of the ordinary, there was a hint of difficulty in her eyes.

When is it a head

For so many years, Menglan had never thought about this kind of problem.

Since she owed Feng Mu two lives, she had been letting him control her. It was fine before, but in recent years, after Feng Mu strengthened his business, he hardly gave her any breathing room, pushing her into dead ends time and again.

She had never rebelled, it was what she owed;

Even if it's a waste of time, she'd rather...

"Goodness gracious, Madam He, this dress suits you perfectly! It seems to have been tailor-made for your noble aura!" At that moment, the waiter exclaimed in astonishment.

Only then did He Hanchuan recover from the incident with Menglan. Looking at Xiangwan in a light gold mermaid skirt, her fair and slender figure was perfectly accentuated. His handsome face was filled with tenderness as he smiled and walked towards her, "You're beautiful."

"You chose well." Xiang Wan looked at herself in the mirror, a rare satisfied smile on her face.

To her surprise, He Hanchuan knew her body so well. The pale gold dress covered all the scars on her back and sides.

Meng Lan's complexion quickly returned to normal, she smiled and clapped her hands, then walked towards Xiang Wan, "Golden Qi is something that ordinary people can't control, but Xiang Wan, you have such a noble temperament. Tonight, I believe you and Mr. He are a match made in heaven."

"I've gained so much weight." Xiang Wan wore a gentle smile on her face and couldn't help but lean over to look at herself in the mirror again.

And Menglan looked into her eyes, where a look of admiration also appeared. She envied not the fineness and price of the dress, but that He Hanchuan had gone to great lengths to have a custom-made dress for Xiang Wan, even going so far as to cross thousands of miles back home through his connections!

Looking at the dress she was wearing, Menglan suddenly felt ashamed. She couldn't bear to go on stage. She reached out and touched Xiangwan's skirt, letting out a barely audible self-deprecating laugh.

I ask, which woman doesn't want to be like Hoshino Amane

向晚 saw all of Meng Lan's emotions and wanted to make her happy too, so she warmly squeezed her hands, "By the way, Meng Lan, Han Chuan also prepared a few spare dresses. I think you can pull off those outfits with your aura, why don't you try them on"

"Me I'm not suitable..." Menglan was just about to refuse when Xiangwan pushed her into the dressing room and called a waiter over to change her into a dress without saying a word.

After waiting for about fifteen minutes, Yanan walked out of the dressing room arm in arm with Menglan and came to He Hanchuan and Feng Mu who were playing chess on the sofa. She showed off, "I told you Menglan is a walking clothes rack! Only she can bring out the best in this sexy dress."

"Hmm." He Hanchuan twisted the chess piece in his hand and glanced at it lightly, "Not bad."

To him, no other woman mattered except for Wanye. All the others were just passing shadows, unable to stir even a flicker of emotion within him.

But he was very curious about Feng Mu's reaction!

"Thank you, General He," Menglan smiled serenely. The more peaceful her smile, the more her fingers clenched at her skirt hem, her eyes fixed expectantly on Feng Mu.

She loved the dress, but the only downside was that the neckline and waist were a bit revealing, which made her figure appear even more voluptuous and sexy.

"What do you think, CEO" He Hanchuan raised his teacup and took a light sip, casually glancing at Feng Mu with a playful smirk. "Meng Lan's dress fits her so well, why don't you buy it for her Considering our friendship, I could even give you an 80% discount."

Meng Lan's face suddenly tightened, her palm sweating. The woman who was usually eloquent found herself speechless.

Or perhaps, she was also waiting for Feng Mu's reaction.

At this moment, Feng Mu was picking up chess pieces and placing them on the board with a leisurely pace. He then turned his head and looked deeply at Meng Lan. His bony fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, "Even if you wear the most extravagant dress, you can't become a phoenix."

His tone was so calm, yet every word pierced the heart, "As the pampered eldest daughter of the Xiang Group, He Shao's wife, Menglan, are you even worthy to compare yourself to her"

Do you have the guts

Hearing his sarcastic words, Menglan's high hopes were shattered in an instant. Her slender frame trembled slightly, and her captivatingly beautiful face froze.

The buzzing chatter of the waiters behind her only intensified her desire to disappear into thin air, a blush of embarrassment creeping across her face.

Well done, Feng Mu always has this ability to instantly send her from heaven to hell!

Listening to Feng Mu's words, even Xiang Wan felt angry. Her brows furrowed tightly, and she couldn't help but speak up, "Mr. Feng, you can't talk like that. Even if you have prejudices against Meng Lan, you shouldn't lack even the most basic respect..."

"Congrats, Mr. He, you win this round." Feng Mu tossed the chess piece in his hand onto the board and rose from the sofa. His eyes showed impatience. "It's getting late. How about we meet at dinner"

Feng Mu's attitude wasn't willing to communicate, and he didn't feel that his previous attitude was unreasonable at all, let alone intending to apologize.

Towards Evening immediately became furious, even He Hanchuan's handsome face seemed unattractive to her. After all, this couple had some dealings with Menglan and couldn't stand to see their good friend being insulted like this.

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