cine." Jiang Qingran took out a tube of ointment. "I remember you had bruises on your legs, apply some, but I don't know if this medicine can reduce the swelling on your face."Toward Evening lowered h...When she saw him, Menglan's eyes held a flicker of surprise. Then, she slowly lowered her head.

"No need, my place isn't that far from here anyway."

As soon as his words left his lips, Feng Mu raised his wrist to glance at the time on his watch. His handsome face remained calm as he reminded her,

It's almost twelve, it's not safe for you to go back alone. Has Niancheng gone to school already I bought him some toys and snacks, and I'll take them up to him by the way.

After hearing this, Menglan's palms that hung on both sides of her thighs clenched into fists, biting her lips tightly.

"Good."

No matter how strained her relationship with Feng Mu is, they have a child after all, and he is the child's biological father. He should visit more often.

And this time, the aristocratic school was also that Feimushi cleared his connections, in order to let Niancheng study there exceptionally.

Otherwise, with her current salary, she wouldn't be able to provide the best education for Niancheng.

Feng Mu is... a very good father!

……

After leaving the He family, Meng Lan got into the car with Feng Mu.

Feng Mu had fastened his seatbelt, one hand resting on the steering wheel, about to start the car, when suddenly his handsome face paled. He hastily covered his stomach with his hand, letting out a muffled groan of pain.

"What's wrong" Menglan hurried over, seeing his state. "Where are you feeling unwell"

"It's fine." Feng Mu opened his suit inner pocket and took out a small pill bottle. He poured a few pills into his palm and swallowed them.

He didn't drink water either, and after swallowing the medicine dryly, his face gradually regained some color.

Although his movements were quick, Menglan still swiftly caught it. The inscription on the medicine bottle had the character "stomach"!

It must feel really awful to have such a bad stomach, right

So, every time he has a stomach ache, he just relies on medication to suppress the pain

Soon, Feng Mu drove away. He glanced at Meng Lan's anxious expression in the rearview mirror and reminded her helplessly,

"It's an old ailment, don't worry, it'll be fine."

Meng Lan pursed her red lips, she didn't say anything more, but the fingers clutching the strap tightened.

……

After driving for almost half an hour, Feng Mu finally parked the car in the parking lot. After getting out of the car, he looked around the neighborhood and couldn't help but frown slightly.

"This place doesn't look very safe."

"No way." Menglan unbuckled her seatbelt and blinked, "This place is quite safe. The security facilities are very complete, and the traffic is relatively convenient."

"...."

Feng Mu looked at her for several seconds before finally saying nothing. He only took out a file bag from the trunk and slowly handed it to her.

"This is the key to Nanshan Villa. It's engraved with your name. There are already housekeepers and bodyguards inside, ready for you to move in at any time."

Meng Lan's eyes widened suddenly, staring at the file bag, her mind blank for a long time.

He's truly heartless.

Unexpectedly, Feng Mu actually gave her a set of apartments.

"I can't have it." Menglan's handsome face grew serious, and she quickly reached out to wave her hand.

Kefeng pushed the file bag into her hand with an overwhelming force. His hawk-like eyes were extremely heavy, and his voice carried the undeniable weight of authority.

"I already bought this house when you were in Yuncheng. I knew you would come back with your son, so I got everything ready."

Meng Lan pursed her red lips, "This is a different matter..."

“Take it,” Feng Muchen reached out a hand to stroke her head, his eyes filled with affection as he smiled and instructed, “I’ve transferred most of my remaining assets into your and your son’s names. Even if you don’t accept them, legally speaking, they all belong to you.”

Upon hearing his words, Meng Lan's eyes widened in shock!

Most of Feng Mu's assets, that must be how many hundreds of millions

He's really generous!

After getting off the car, Feng Mu directly opened the trunk and took out several large bags filled with food and toy plastic bags. It seemed like he had prepared them for a long time, just waiting to bring them over.

Seeing him in this posture, Menglan's heart was filled with a tenderness.

"Actually, you don't necessarily have to transfer the shares under your name to Niancheng. Even without them, you can still come to see him, after all, you are his father and should have visitation rights."

"I care about you and your child, these things have nothing to do with it." Feng Mu closed the trunk of the car, his tone was extremely calm. "Don't burden yourself too much mentally."

He had said it, and Menglan was too embarrassed to refute anything. Her crimson lips were pursed tightly as she followed him upstairs.

When he got home, Niancheng was already asleep.

After putting on his slippers, Feng Mu dipped his hand in some antiseptic and rubbed it gently a few times before going into the room to see his son.

And Menglan opened the bag Feng Mu brought, taking out each snack one by one and putting them in the cupboard.

Nian Cheng is too young, if he sees these snacks, he will definitely lose control and sneak a bite. Some snacks are really too sweet. If he eats too much, it will definitely be bad for his teeth.

After Dream Orchid finished tidying up alone, her gaze fell on the remaining soup in the thermos. Her eyes darkened subtly.

When she was making soup for He Hanchuan in the morning, she made a little extra, and there's still plenty left.

For some reason, Meng Lan's mind suddenly flashed with Feng Mu's image clutching his stomach in pain. Her eyes softened with sympathy and she unconsciously picked up the apron beside her.

Half an hour later.

Feng Mu stayed in Nian Cheng's room for a long time before finally stepping out. His usually handsome features were softened with a hint of tenderness, probably due to seeing his son.

"Done reading"

Meng Lan also just walked out of the kitchen, still wearing an apron. Her slightly curled hair was tied back, making her look especially relaxed and charming.

"Come here, I heated some soup. Your stomach hasn't been feeling well, you should drink something warm."

Feng Mu walked toward her, watching her busy back, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Are you hot for me"

His eyes were too intense, and Meng Lan's cheeks inexplicably flushed. She hurriedly lowered her gaze and spoke in a soft voice, reminding him,

"Well, your stomach ailment seems quite severe. Relying solely on medication won't address the root cause, and prolonged use can be detrimental to your health. You should focus on consuming more warm foods."

Hearing her concerned words, Feng Mu was like receiving some kind of reward, the corners of his lips curled slightly, revealing a pleasant smile.

"Thank you, I'm happy."

Because of you.

Because you...

Meng Lan's heart skipped a beat, her fingers clenching the apron tightly, a touch of panic in her expression, "No need to thank me, after all, you are Nian Cheng's father."

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