Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 652 Just a pawn

"Feng...President Feng, I didn't do this."

Seeing his domineering aura, the man with the scar immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing his head and begging for mercy.

Feng Mu's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he tightly held the scarred man's shoulder with his palm, without giving him the slightest chance to escape, he directly smashed towards his head!

"Ah!" The man with the scar screamed miserably, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

Meng Lan stared at such a living person, but fainted in front of her eyes, her heart was tumbling with nausea, her face was pale.

"What movement?"

The fat man rushed over when he heard the sound. When he saw Feng Mu, his expression changed and he turned around to run away.

But at this time, Chen Yi had already arrived with the police, rushed forward, pinned the fat man under him, and put on handcuffs.

Feng Mu threw away the blood-stained brick, and walked towards Menglan again. Just as he got closer, he saw her delicate body trembling slightly, and raised her hand fiercely to resist, "No, don't touch me!"

Feng Mu held her arm tightly, "Don't be afraid, it's me."

Meng Lan was stunned, but still lowered her head, her eyes were covered by her messy hair, and she didn't dare to look up at him at all.

Looking at her cautious appearance, Feng Mu was filled with guilt, hugged her horizontally in his arms, and walked towards the hospital.

……

Wang Ling had already been waiting at the door of the operating room. When he saw the bright red wound on Meng Lan's body, his expression suddenly tightened!
You know, the fetus in Menglan's stomach has not yet sat firmly.

If there is a slight mistake, not only will she fail to keep it, but she will also hurt her own body!

Wang Ling looked at the little nurse at the side, and quickly ordered, "Hurry up and push into the operating room."

After giving the order, Wang Ling was about to follow up for treatment, but Feng Mu suddenly held down his arm, his usually cold eyes were full of tension.

"Save her." His syllables trembled slightly, showing panic that could not be concealed.

Wang Ling looked at him, and felt shocked in his heart, love is indeed a great thing, but it is really rare, and he can still see such a fragile side of Feng Mu~
"Don't worry, I won't die." Wang Ling patted him on the shoulder, but the child didn't know...whether he could keep it!

But thinking of Menglan's entrustment, he still didn't say anything about the child.

boom--

The door to surgery was slammed shut.

Feng Mu stood alone in the corridor, his falcon-like eyes looked at the lit red light, and a burst of irritability surged up in his chest inexplicably.

He was desperately taking out a cigarette from his pocket, but a passing nurse saw him and stopped him, "Sir, smoking is not allowed here."

Feng Mu's pretty brows furrowed, he could only put the cigarette back into the cigarette case, and looked down at the time on the watch, only 10 minutes had passed.

But he felt as if a century had passed.

In the past, he never knew the feeling of losing, because he never cared, so he didn't have any weakness that could knock him down.

Now watching Menglan being pushed into the operating room, his heart seemed to be hollowed out, leaving only the shell.

"Ding dong——" At this moment, Chen Yi's ringtone broke the silence.

Feng Mu's arm holding the phone trembled a little, and after thinking for a while, he swiped the answer button, "Say."

"President Feng, we tortured the kidnapper who kidnapped Miss Meng, and it was the old man who instructed us."

Feng Mu was unexpectedly silent, he closed his eyes lightly to cover up the grief in his eyes, but his tall body swayed slightly.

The kidnapping this time probably wasn't aimed at Menglan, but wanted to kill her to silence her, completely concealing that the old man was involved in the murder of his son.

It's really hard for Feng Mu to imagine that his grandfather, who had hoped for him so much since he was a child, is actually so ruthless!

Feng Mu called the former nursing aunt to take care of Menglan, while he left the hospital and drove towards the old house.

……

Old man Feng sat in the ancestral hall early this morning, chanting sutras with the Buddhist beads tightly in his hands, but his mind was extremely restless, and he couldn't concentrate no matter what.

At this time, the door was pushed open by the butler, and he whispered in the old man's ear,

"It's no good, old man, the plan failed, Feng Mu rescued Meng Lan."

Old Man Feng's face was gloomy, and the beads in his hand suddenly broke, and they splashed all over the ground.

His thin lips were pressed together, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

"Old man, please calm down." The butler beside him quickly kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Broken beads.

Not a good sign.

"Clean it up." Old Man Feng sighed heavily, stood up, but felt a soreness in his knees.

When people are old, it really doesn't work anymore.

The butler stepped forward and helped Old Man Feng back to the front hall of the old house. As soon as he entered the house, he saw the servants standing respectfully in a row, carefully serving Feng Mu on the sofa.

When he saw Feng Mu, Old Man Feng's expression changed slightly, but he soon returned to normal, and asked calmly, "You're back?"

Feng Mu's handsome face was terrifyingly cold, he picked up the teacup on the table with his slender fingers, and took a sip between his thin lips.

The butler was about to open his mouth to smooth things over, but Old Master Feng gave him a wink and made him retreat behind him. Immediately afterwards, he walked to the coffee table.

"When did you lose even the most basic etiquette?"

"You taught me since I was a child that etiquette should be for people who are worthy of respect." Feng Mu played with the teacup in his hand, lowered his eyes, looked at the thick tea stains, and sneered, "A murderer who kidnaps others is also worthy?"

"Bastard!" Mr. Feng slammed the crutch in his hand, glaring, "I'm doing this for your own good. Meng Lan's stay in the Feng family will only affect your career."

Feng Mu turned his head to look at his righteous face, his heart felt as if it was placed in an ice cellar, and a slight bitterness filled his throat as he swallowed.

He considers his closest family.

You can kill your own son for profit, and kill so many innocent lives!

For a moment, Feng Mu's eyes turned red, and he asked in a hoarse voice,

"What am I?"

Is it a pawn to help him gain benefits?
"What stupid things are you talking about?" The old man Feng looked at him with only anger in his eyes, and he cursed angrily, "The men of the Feng family are going to fight the country, and they won't be troubled by love and love, put away your Sentimental!"

"From today onwards, if you cut off contact with that woman and get engaged to Shanshan, I can consider letting her go."

"..."

Feng Mu was silent for a few seconds, then raised his eyes again, his eyes were filled with indifference, and his tone hardened,

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. It's not your turn to decide my life!"

"You... Brat, you really have grown wings, and you dare to talk back to me!" The more he spoke, the old man Feng became more and more agitated, his face flushed with anger, and he covered his heart with his palm.

The butler hurriedly supported him, and shouted loudly, "Come here, quickly bring the old man's medicine."

(End of this chapter)