After the first official meeting with Gu Chen that day, Feng Yu felt like a thorn in his throat.

He always remembered Gu Chen's determination when he said he wanted to take An Lan away. Although he didn't think he could do it, he always felt uneasy.

If Gu Chen's appearance stimulated An Lan to think of everything before, then all his efforts would be in vain.

A thought breeds in his mind and spreads wildly, and he also puts it into action.

On this day, after finishing the high-intensity work, Feng Yu drove to the hospital outside the ward where Feng Ning was.

His deep eyes fell on his figure with his back to him. He stood quietly without going in to disturb them.

It was not until the people in the ward stood up that they saw the figure standing outside—

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment and walked out and said, "President."

Feng Yu glanced at him and asked, "I'll come to see Ningning, how about her?"

"It's still the same. The doctor said that other parts of her body have recovered. It's just that the car accident hurts her brain nerves, and it's not necessarily the time to wake up."

Mo Yan took a deep breath and looked at the delicate girl on the hospital bed, "Today is her birthday, and I brought her favorite cake. Before coming, I thought countless times that when I came in with the cake, what would she say to me if she suddenly woke up."

Feng Yu patted his shoulder and comforted him with a rare sentence: "She will wake up."

"Well, I've always been determined that she will wake up... She's just asleep now, but she listens to what we say. Occasionally, I'll see her hand moving, and she's responding to me."

Mo Yan smiled, his face filled with tenderness, and his eyes looking at Feng Ning were filled with infinite tenderness.

"I feel at ease with Ningning having a boyfriend like you. Mo Yan, Ningning is my only relative, so I must treat her well!" Feng Yu tightened his hand holding his shoulders and said sincerely.

He didn't have much affection for the rest of the Feng family, only this little sister who was not related to blood brought him a long-lost family affection and warmth.

Therefore, when she was in a car accident, Feng Yu would vent all the angry flames on An Lan.

"Don't worry, CEO, I will." Mo Yan smiled. He has been single for many years and has been waiting for Feng Ning to wake up.

The two talked for a moment outside the door and left. Mo Yan was half a step behind. When passing by Mailinlin's ward, Feng Yu paused.

He turned his head and looked at the glass. Mailinlin lay inside like a vegetable, with instruments all around her.

After a little thought, he pushed open the door and walked in, and Mo Yan followed behind him.

"Have the doctor said when will she wake up?"

"Although Miss An's stabbing was erroneous, Mailinlin lost too much blood, causing brain hypoxia and causing certain damage to brain nerves, so she remained unconscious. Recently, the doctor checked that her vital signs had basically stabilized and she might wake up after a while."

"Okay, she notified me as soon as she woke up. Is the place ready?"

"You're ready, and you'll turn it over immediately as soon as you wake up. But President, are you sure you want to do this? My subordinates think it's better to send her to prison." Mo Yan looked at Mailinlin coldly, not sympathizing with her experience at all.

Feng Yu sneered when he heard this, his squinting eyes flashed with coldness and ruthlessness. He smiled sarcastically: "Isn't it too cheap to send her to prison? She used my trust to hurt An Lan and deceived me. I want to put her under house arrest for the rest of my life and let her taste what life is worse than death!"

His words drifted into Mailinlin's ears, and the fingers of the unconscious person moved slightly, so fast that it was unaware of them.

"But if Miss An knew she was still alive, would she?..."

"No, she will never know about this...Mo Yan, do you know that An Lan is pregnant, that is our child." Feng Yu said of An Lan, with a warm smile flashing in his eyes. When he turned to glance at Mailinlin, he regained his indifference, "God wants to keep Mailinlin's life, so let her keep this life and watch the happy life between me and An Lan."

Mo Yan nodded and said nothing. The two left together without notice that the person behind him opened his eyes quietly.

Mailinlin looked at Feng Yu's cold-departed back, held her hands tightly, and her whole body couldn't stop trembling. She gritted her teeth hard-

Feng Yu, you keep saying that I will use you to hurt your An Lan!

But aren't you hurting me?

I do this just because I love you. Am I wrong?

"No, I'm not wrong at all! Feng Yu, An Lan, do you want to live a happy life and have a baby? Even if I die, I will not help you!"

......

It was night, and it was late and quiet.
Chapter completed!