Chapter 671: Liu Liang died, and her soul vanished with him

elevator whenever she came here. She was used to it and didn't change her ways right away. 。"Then did you make a reservation" the staff member asked with a sneer. 。Seeing her own swollen face reflec...The bodyguard was in the midst of a brawl, his arm bitten off in a chunk. He gasped in pain and slapped Menglan's face with his hand:

"You filthy beast, you're putting up quite a fight. Just wait and see how I deal with you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, countless iron rods rained down on her with frenzied attacks.

Dreamland's back was beaten bloody, flesh and fabric intertwined in a gruesome mess, a sight too unbearable to behold.

The air was still thick with the smell of blood.

I don't know how long the beating lasted, but just as Menglan gradually lost consciousness and could no longer feel even the most basic pain—

Just then, Liu Liang suddenly woke up. He clutched his chest tightly and coughed violently.

“Cough cough——” A sweet metallic taste filled his mouth as he vomited a mouthful of blood!

Even though he was in so much pain, he didn't flinch. With his frail body, he shielded Menglan beneath him.

"Sister, don't be afraid, I'm here..."

Hearing his voice, Meng Lan was like being splashed with a basin of cold water, her mind becoming exceptionally clear.

She stiffened her head and slowly looked back, looking at the small figure lying on her, tears instantly falling:

"Liangliang, you...you let go of me."

Those bodyguards wouldn't show any mercy, and they continued to beat her regardless of who tried to stop them.

Liu Liang pushed with all his might, but couldn't push her away. He murmured, "Sister, don't be afraid, it won't hurt anymore, it will never hurt again..."

"Fool, you idiot, let go of me!"

Menglan pushed him hard, but her arms felt powerless, unable to move him. She tried to embrace her brother's body, pulling him away from this dangerous place, but... she couldn't escape either.

Until she gradually felt her brother's breathing become weaker and weaker, and then… he was gone!

Meng Lan's mind "buzzed" and exploded, she offered no resistance. Covered in bloodstains, she sat helplessly on the ground, her eyes gradually losing their luster, staring straight at her younger brother.

No.

Impossible!

She reached out, her arm trembling violently, her fingertips tentatively probing the space between her brother's breaths—

No breath!

There wasn't even a breath left!

Bang—

At this very moment, the sound of police sirens echoed through the Feng family compound. Liu, the housekeeper, had already called for reinforcements from the police station. They burst through the door with a mighty crash.

The police, each with a gun in hand, immediately surrounded the living room.

The bodyguards all stopped their actions, dropped their iron bars, and raised their hands to squat on the ground.

The situation had finally calmed down. Liu the steward's gaze fell on Menglan, his eyes widening in disbelief. Immediately, he "thumped" to the ground, kneeling.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Meng, it's me... I'm late!"

And Dream Orchid was like a soul had been lost, her eyes vacant. She held Liu Liang in her arms, who had no more breath, her lips moving slightly:

"Liangliang, can you hear your sister calling you Don't sleep, don't sleep at all, the ambulance is coming right away."

But she knew better than anyone that Liu Liang wouldn't be coming back, ever.

Meng Lan slumped onto the ground, not daring to look at Liu Liang's face. Her eyes ached terribly, and her heart felt like it was being stabbed countless times by daggers!

Why

Is Heaven so cruel She has nothing left, how... could she possibly get her brother's life back

She died...

Should she just die

"Liangliang, open your eyes, please. I promised you we'd go see the aurora borealis together in the North Pole, and I'd even get an art teacher for you. You have such a gift for painting…" At this moment, Menglan's mind was hazy, she couldn't even tell if she was awake or dreaming.

She seemed to be standing in the midst of an ice and snow storm, yet her forehead was slick with sweat.

Liu Guanta looked at her, tears streaming down his face as well. He couldn't help but remind her,

"Miss Meng, the young master has passed away. He's gone. Will you give him to us"

Did he pass away

What does this mean... why can Liu Guanjia say such things

"No, it's impossible, he's not dead, look, he still has a pulse!" Menglan roared, suppressing the pain in her heart and looking down at Liu Liang in her arms.

But... what about that breath

Liu Liang's face was as pale as death, with not a trace of blood visible. It was pitiful to behold!

Menglan slightly parted her crimson lips, a coppery sweetness rising in her throat. The next second, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Her heart felt like it was being ripped apart, a searing pain that made her bones feel weak and loose.

"Miss Meng!" Menglan heard Liu the Butler shouting her name loudly before she lost consciousness. He rushed towards her like a madman.

But her gaze was fixed on Liu Liang's handsome young face. Her eyelids felt heavy, as if they were fighting each other, but she still tried to open her eyes, just wanting... to look at him one last time, just one glance would do...

……

Tea Room

A plume of blue smoke curled gently in the room. Feng Mu and several other company CEOs sat around a round table, tea sets placed in the center. Waiters stood by, occasionally rising to refill their cups.

Wang Zhisan closely followed Feng Mu's side, carefully watching his face, her heart growing increasingly uneasy.

Since she took office as the CEO of Wang's Group, Wang Guangkun has almost pushed most of the company's responsibilities onto her shoulders. As long as she focuses on her career, the future will be bright.

Ironically, Wang Zhisan was a lovestruck person. After taking office, she wanted to wait for Feng Mu to come and strike up a conversation with her, but she waited and waited, Feng Mu never came looking for her.

Wang ZhiShan finally couldn't hold back any longer, and she took the initiative to visit Lao Ye.

My thoughts drifted back to last night —

She sat on the sofa, hugging her grandfather's arm, and opened her mouth to act coquettishly.

"Grandfather, you once said that I was your most favorite grandchild, and that the daughter-in-law of the Feng family only acknowledges me. You can't go back on your word!"

"How could that be, Shanshan I did say those words, but don't you understand Fengmu, that little rascal Once he sets his mind on something, it's very difficult to shake him!" Old Master Feng patted her back and let out a heavy sigh.

Wang Zhisan immediately panicked, "What should we do then, Grandpa You have to think of a way."

Elder Feng wore a face full of sorrow. He picked up the teacup on the table and brought it to his lips, taking a light sip.

Unless—

Seeing that there was still room for easing, Wang Zhisan hurriedly reached out and started massaging his shoulders, ingratiatingly asking, "Please give me some pointers!"

"I can't offer specific advice, but I can tell you what Feng Mu needs. He's a businessman driven by profit. You need to target his weaknesses. For example, I heard that the Wang Group is planning another renovation project for an abandoned building in Ningcheng..."

As Wang Zhisan listened to Lao Ye's formulaic words, the smile on her face froze abruptly.

She clenched her fist, her nails digging into her palm, cursing him under her breath: Old fox!

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