ly said: "This matter is a bit complicated to explain: Miss Guan only had some leg problems when she accepted the financial aid from Miss Xiang. She was splashed with sulfuric acid at the same locatio...The father angrily raised his fist and smashed it onto the table, roaring, "Back then, he and Old Master Feng offered a hefty sum to buy the patent rights to my new medicine. I refused, but it seems I underestimated human nature. For money, he'll do anything!"

Meng Lan was stunned. Even Old Master Feng was involved

If he really tampered with the new stomach cancer drug, would he have no guilt when his son passed away

How could he just sit there so nonchalantly, evading the truth and condemning himself

Meng Lan thought for a moment, then continued to ask, “By the way, I suspect my mother's death wasn't suicide. Did she have a close friend named Zheng Jingru before she died”

"Yes," Liu Changming nodded. "Your mother and she were indeed very close before her death, but Jingru isn't the type of person who would harm your mother…"

Meng Lan sneered secretly.

This is the most terrifying thing about human nature, often the people closest to you are the ones who can hurt you the most.

It was visitation time, and the police came over to take her father away. Looking into his eyes, filled with so many emotions, Menglan suddenly stood up from her chair and spoke out loudly,

"Don't worry, I will definitely help you get justice and avenge your mother. Believe me!"

Liu Changming didn't say anything more, tears slid down his cheeks slowly, he kept looking back at Menglan, his eyes filled with reluctance and contentment...

……

Meng Lan endured the tears as she walked out of the prison. Standing at the door, she blew on the cold wind for a while before her head felt less muddled. There wasn't much time for sadness; she hurriedly pulled out a business card from her pocket.

After ending the call, Menglan put her hat and mask back on before hailing a taxi. However, instead of returning to the hospital, she went to a cafe.

Sitting inside the shop, she casually ordered a cappuccino and waited for about ten minutes before the door was slowly pushed open.

Only then was seen a man in casual wear, his hair tousled, walking in. He looked around, and when his gaze fell on Menglan, he walked towards her.

"Aren't you willing to accept my help You changed your mind so quickly"

"I investigated the medical accident from that year, and I suspect that it was a conspiracy between Old Master Feng and Wang Guangkun to tamper with the medicine and frame my father. But I don't have any concrete evidence."

Looking at him sitting in the chair, Meng Lan's tightly clenched hand secreted a layer of sweat. She asked in a low voice, "Can you tell me, who are you"

"Important"

The sleepy dragon pretended to be unaware, and ordered a bitter cup of coffee from the waiter, no sugar, he drank most of it down.

Mulan frowned tightly, but he seemed to have long been accustomed to this bitterness. He opened his mouth faintly, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you. To be precise, we are on the same side. Just tell me your purpose."

"Alright," Menglan took a deep breath. "I'm going to start by investigating my mother's death. I suspect Zheng Jingru is involved somehow. Tell me, where is she"

The Sleepy Dragon chuckled softly, as if he had expected the truth all along. His eyes held a flicker of admiration as he looked at her.

"It seems I underestimated your abilities before. You could even think of this."

He paused for a moment, "Zheng Jingru divorced Wang Guangkun, and the property division went to a villa in Jiangcheng. She rarely returned to Beijing on weekdays. This time, if it wasn't for Wang Group's plan to redistribute shares, she wouldn't have traveled thousands of miles back to stand up for her son."

Jiangcheng...

Meng Lan's eyes grew darker, but the sleepy dragon could see her worry at a glance. He stirred his coffee, the spoon clinking against the rim of the cup with a clear sound.

He reminded her, "If you truly want to uncover the truth, leave Feng Mu, leave the Feng family!"

Upon hearing this, Menglan's breath turned cold, her fingers gripping the table edge tightly, a trace of difficulty in her eyes.

Wouldn't she know

But Feng Mu... would he ever let her off so easily

"Click-clack." A sudden sound of leather shoes stepping on marble flooring came from behind her, causing Menglan's spine to jolt.

"Oh, I'm so sorry to interrupt you two."

Feng Mu walked towards her in a well-tailored suit, with his assistant Chen Hao following behind him!

Meng Lan's fingers trembled as she clutched her coffee cup. She stood up, her eyes nervously fixed on Feng Mu, "I was getting too suffocated staying at the hospital, so I thought... maybe I should go for a walk."

"Oh, aren't you going to introduce yourself" Feng Mu's lips curled into a sneer. His hawk-like gaze seemed to scan her like a detector.

It seemed as if any lie could not deceive him.

Meng Lan pressed down on the nervousness in her heart, “His name is… he’s an employee of the design department of Xiangshi Group. I met him last time at their company dinner!”

She only realized it when she said it out loud, that she didn't actually know the real name of the Sleep Dragon.

But she absolutely couldn't let Feng Mu know that she was investigating the truth!

Compared to Menglan's nervousness, Kedinglong calmly placed his hands behind his head, leaned back in his chair, and lazily said, "I said, cousin, don't be so fierce, you scared her."

Uncle

Mulan stared wide-eyed, what was going on She had known Feng Mu for so many years, and she didn't even know he had a cousin

"So you dare to bring my woman here, openly drinking coffee" Feng Mu's eyebrows were cold, holding Meng Lan in his arms, domineeringly declaring ownership.

Meng Lan didn't have time to correct him, her puzzled gaze turned towards them. Feng Mu took the lead and lowered his head, looking at her with a hint of mockery in his eyes, "You don't even know his name, do you This is Feng Xing, my cousin!"

"You forgot to correct it, it's your nephew."

The sleepy dragon lazily stood up, walked to their faces, and stretched, "Oh, time to go to work."

"Meng Lan remained silent. This person was the most Buddhist she had ever met."

“Miss Meng, our Xiang Group is currently in dire need of talented designers like you. I hope you’ll consider my previous suggestion. Looking forward to working with you! And don't forget about the coffee money!” With that, Kao Shui Long shuffled out of the cafe in his slippers.

Meng Lan looked at him, and her heart relaxed.

In just a few words, the sleepy dragon dispelled Feng Mu's suspicions. He didn't ask any further questions, and with her shoulder in his arms, he walked out of the coffee shop.

Chen Yi opened the car door, letting them get in first. He sat beside Feng Mu, Meng Lan looked up and said, "So, Feng Xing, is he your second uncle's newly married wife's son"

Feng Mu faintly “um”ed, his long fingers tightly gripping his brows, a hint of fatigue in his eyelids, "To be precise, it's an illegitimate son."

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