fitting for Feng Mu's personality.Wang Ling put down his phone and looked through the car window at the customized license plate for Feng Mu parked under the street lamp in the distance. The bright he..."Ouch!" She clutched her leg in pain, and upon loosening her grip, she saw blood oozing from her palm. But the culprit on the bicycle had only stumbled a few times before quickly escaping again.

Meng Lan watched the bicycle leave with her eyes wide open, but she was helpless. She could only stand up tremblingly and sit down on a nearby wooden chair silently. It's not convenient to hail a taxi here, so she lostly reached into her school bag.

Before she left, she forgot to check her bag and it ended up being left in the classroom drawer. It's really bad luck when it rains cats and dogs after a leak in your roof!

As the sky darkened, Menglan felt helpless amidst her sadness and the pain in her legs. Just when she didn't know what to do —

Suddenly, the light shining above her head flickered, and a pair of brand-name sneakers appeared in her vision. Following those long legs upwards, she unexpectedly met a pair of icy eyes.

"Feng Mu, I hurt so much..." At the sight of his handsome face, Meng Lan's grievances welled up instantly. She stood up wanting to embrace him, but a sharp pain in her leg sent her crashing into his arms.

Oddly enough, this time Feng Mu didn't dodge like he usually did. He let Meng Lan hold him steady, but after a while, he couldn't bear it anymore and growled at her, "Are you done hugging"

Then Menglan reluctantly let go, watching his cold face. She clutched her leg and cried out in pain.

"...."

Seeing Feng Mu's expressionless face, she cried even louder, "Woo woo, it hurts so much! Luckily you came in time, or else at night I would have been kidnapped by bad guys. After that, you wouldn't have anyone to bother you."

“I’d give anything to have it.” He let out a cold laugh, and he was almost tempted to buy a whole bunch of fireworks and set them off right in front of her face.

Meng Lan pouted, her face filled with grievance, and suddenly choked back her words. "Don't be so cruel..."

She was about to act cute, but suddenly saw Feng Mu half-squatting on the ground, taking out cotton swabs and disinfectant from his bag. He gently rolled up her pants leg, his distinct knuckles tightly gripping her instep, wiping the wound on her knee with care.

She gasped in pain, drawing a sharp breath of cold air. It hurt so much; she hated pain the most!

Just when she was about to give up and pull her leg back, she inadvertently looked up at Feng Mu's serious and handsome face. The light seemed to cast a golden glow on him, making him as handsome as the delicate male lead in a comic book, leaving her unable to look away for a long time.

This was the first time he had been willing to get so close, so close that she could almost see each other's pores if she just looked up, so close that... it made the whole scene feel unreal to her!

It seems... the wound doesn't hurt that much anymore.

To put it simply, as long as Feng Mu could always be by her side, even if she was in pain, she would be willing.

"Give up." Feng Mu helped her finish applying the medicine and pulled up her pants, his gloomy voice laced with sarcasm. "You don't have the talent to dance at all. Going on stage is just asking for humiliation."

His words ruthlessly shattered all of Menglan's fantasies. After a long silence, she clenched her fists tightly.

Actually—she was more clear than anyone else that she didn't have any dancing talent, but other people's opinions didn't matter. Only when it came from Feng Mu's mouth did her heart feel uneasy!

"I won't give up." Menglan gritted her teeth, her voice firm. "Even if I fail, I have to try my best."

It's better to give it a try than be looked down upon by being confined.

"Suit yourself, don't come crying to me when you lose." Feng Mu said impatiently, clearly unwilling to talk to her any longer. He turned to leave.

Seeing his imposing figure leave, Menglan was truly frightened this time. She hurriedly and timely hugged his thigh, "Don't, don't leave me, how come this little alley is so dark I'm afraid being alone…"

She pestered Feng Mu relentlessly, clinging to him with all her might. Finally, Feng Mu was worn down by her persistence and impatiently snapped, "Please."

He directly flung the backpack onto Meng Lan's body. She hurriedly reached out to catch it, but was shaken so hard by its weight that she felt like her lungs were going to come out. It was so heavy, was there a stone in it

Feng Mu squatted down in front of her, Meng Lan quickly put on his backpack, snuggling happily on his broad back, leaning into his ear and saying deliberately, "Drive us, Xiao Feng!"

"Get out!" Feng Mu cursed at her, picking her up from the chair. The journey home was short, but his entire being radiated anger and disdain. He scoffed, "Liu Xiner, are you a pig This fat!"

Meng Lan hugged his neck, laughing as she rubbed her cheek against his Adam's apple, "Did you eat your fill of my rice Feng Mu, when will you learn to be gentle with girls"

"As for you In your dreams!" Feng Mu sneered, but he hugged her even tighter.

Although she practiced very hard for the subsequent dance competition, she only managed to come in second place. She returned to Feng Mu's presence with a box of instant noodles as her prize, looking dejected.

But he surprisingly said nothing, crushing a bag of instant noodles fiercely.

"Liu Xinrui, you're such a waste! If you ever ask me to do something this boring again, try it!" He warned with a glare, then turned and left.

Menglan stuck out her tongue at his back, but inside, she felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

Rank doesn't matter to her at all.

She would probably never forget that summer night when cicadas buzzed, the pale yellow streetlamps stretching their shadows long and thin. She leaned against Feng Mu's broad back, his shirt faintly scented with a calming aroma that filled her breath.

Back then, her long hair was styled up, and becoming a shepherdess was her only dream.

The heart is burning hot, and love is nothing more than a box of second-place instant noodles after giving it your all.

The music in the dance floor was still playing, but Menglan standing at a dark corner didn't know when tears had streamed down her face. She lifted her slender finger to wipe away the tears and let out a wry smile.

She lost more than just a love, she lost all her courage.

"Director Wang, just rest assured, as long as you're willing to invest, I guarantee you won't lose money…" Just then, she suddenly saw a man hugging Wang Bo's shoulder and walking out of the banquet.

Upon seeing this, Meng Lan's heart suddenly tightened, and she could no longer afford to be sad.

Oh no, Wang Bo can't just leave like this!

xiang wan who was originally on stage in good spirits after the misunderstanding, turned sour when she saw feng mu walking onto the stage with wang zhi shan's arm around his.

"What a jerk." Even she, who was usually good-tempered, couldn't help but curse.

Ge Hanchuan hugged her shoulders tightly, his voice cold and sinister, he sneered, "Don't worry, wife. He will have time to regret it."

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Please remember the first release domain of this book: . Biquge mobile reading URL:ll, those people still had to call her "Feng Mu's woman"!At worst, no one would dare to provoke her!The world is indeed cold now.Meng Lan found it amusing, but she didn't give herself time to think to...