In the room, the servant saw Feng Yu coming and quickly stood up and said, "Sir, Miss An has been moving just now, and may wake up later."

Feng Yu nodded without comment, signaled the servant to go down, and sat beside An Lan's bed, looking at her quiet sleeping face.

"An Lan, are you very tired? Stop sleeping, open your eyes and see if I'm fine?"

His fingers gently stroked her eyes, feeling the long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Her slender hands cut through the corners of her eyes, and went down the curve of her cheeks, staying on her thirsty and pale lips...

He leaned over and kissed his slightly cold lips, warming her lips with his own temperature.

With his forehead against his forehead, he looked at her gently with his eyes and said softly: "An Lan, how about waking up?"

As if he heard his call, An Lan's closed eyes trembled, slowly opened his eyes, and silently looked at everything in front of him.

"An Lan, you are awake..." Feng Yu's voice was filled with joy and he held An Lan's hand.

An Lan was stunned for a long time before turning her eyes to look at him, her dark eyes as dark as glass beads were not filled with any emotion.

After a moment, she laughed at herself in a hoarse voice: "Am I... not dead yet?"

"No, you are not dead, An Lan, I will not let you die." Feng Yu grabbed her hand tightly, as if he was swearing.

An Lan glanced at him, with a faint sarcasm hanging on the corner of her lips, and said hoarsely: "Yes, you haven't tortured me enough, why are you willing to let me die so easily..."

"It's not like this An Lan, I...I know I blamed you wrongly..."

Feng Yu's words surprised An Lan a little. She turned her head to look at him, without saying a word, and quietly waited for his next sentence.

Feng Yu was feeling a little painful and guilty in his eyebrows. He looked at An Lan and said sincerely: "An Lan, I have found out the truth and know that the person in the video back then was not you."

"The couple in the video have admitted that they collected money and deliberately framed you... Sorry, I didn't expect that... I believed Mailinlin's words and misunderstood you, An Lan..."

An Lan looked at Feng Yu's regretful look indifferently, and a cold smile rose on the corner of her lips, shook her head and said, "No, you said it wrong. The woman in the video is me. I cheated and cuckolded you. I'm sorry for you... I deserve to die, I should have died in your hands long ago..."

"An Lan, don't say that! I know you are angry. You deliberately said this and wanted to anger me. I already know everything. It's because I don't trust you enough..."

Feng Yu shook his head with guilt, "I believed Mailinlin wrongly! She used my trust to fan the flames here. I should continue to investigate clearly. If I...If I investigate clearly, I wouldn't..."

"Isn't that anything? I won't misunderstand me. If I misunderstand my child is a bastard, I won't kill her by mistake, right?" An Lan suddenly broke free from Feng Yu's hand, then grabbed his shoulders, and asked with a fierce look.

Feng Yu felt bitter in his heart when facing her questioning eyes and could not speak any words of excuse.

"An Lan, I'm sorry for you, sorry for the child..."
Chapter completed!