Chapter 884: The Sky Is About to Change

a splitting headache, put on her shoes, and went downstairs a little faster than usual.When she saw that no one was on the living room couch anymore, her tense face relaxed slightly and she turned to...The He family... this is about to change!

Towards Evening had always refused to accept reality, but until the phone call, her assistant relayed comforting words on the other end, "Madam, please be strong and adapt."

Be strong and accept the changes...

She knew exactly what these four words meant.

Could you ever have imagined, that one day, it would be used on Han Chuan

Towards the evening, tears streamed down her face, her fingers gripping tightly at the fabric of her chest. With a roar, she unleashed a torrent of primal rage, screaming out, "Aaah!"

And the next second, she because of anger overwhelming her heart, couldn't bear this violent blow, closed her eyes, and her body leaned backward.

"My Lady!"

The maids screamed in fright.

There wasn't time to dwell on sadness. The butler hurriedly reached out to support Xiang Wan's body and quickly commanded, "What are you all waiting for Go find a doctor at once."

"Yes!"

After receiving the order, the maids scattered like birds and beasts.

The steward ordered the other servants to help carry Yuan Wan back to bed. Looking at her ghastly pale face, everyone present couldn't help but wipe their tears and sigh with grief.

Oh, God, it's so unfair.

It's a pity that this couple finally found happiness, only to have this kind of thing happen and tear them apart.

How could Hanchuan He die

As a well-adjusted individual, how could he suddenly vanish without a trace What will happen to Hoshino and the children now

……

When Meng Lan received the news that He Hanchuan had died in the fire, she was in a meeting. After receiving a phone call, she didn't even care about work. She grabbed her bag and rushed out.

She stood on the road, anxiously waiting for a taxi.

But at this time it was rush hour, and after waiting for a long time, I didn't see a single car.

When Meng Lan was at a loss, a luxurious car suddenly stopped steadily in front of her. The window slowly rolled down, revealing Feng Mu's handsome face.

"Get in the car." Feng Mu commanded in a deep voice.

When Menglan saw him, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. But now wasn't the time to refuse. She reached out and pushed open the car door, getting in.

Soon, Feng Mu started the car and asked in a deep voice, "Are you also going to the He family"

"Yes." Menglan nodded forcefully.

"Just passing by." Feng Mu replied succinctly.

Hearing his words, Menglan finally raised her eyes and looked at him through the front windshield.

Feng Mu's face was extremely heavy, his eyes were red, clearly having cried for a while.

Seeing him like this, Menglan's heart skipped a beat. A sense of foreboding washed over her.

It seems the words the He family's maid said to her over the phone were true.

"He really... is gone" Menglan thought for a moment before still couldn't help but ask him.

Feng Mu nodded, his voice strained, "Yes."

When the answer was confirmed, Menglan's lips tightened and her eyes suddenly turned red.

"How could this happen We just sent him to the airport, didn't we It's only been a few days, and something like this happened. This is too sudden!"

“Actually, it wasn't sudden. It just felt a bit sudden to us.”

Feng Mu's palm gripped the steering wheel tightly, his gaze fixed ahead as he began to speak, "Han Chuan had offended an organization called 'Eagle' while he was in China. However, back then it wasn't a big deal because the people in that organization only did minor damage to programs."

But to their surprise, this organization actually colluded with Milan in plotting a scheme. They deliberately used his illness as an excuse to lure He Hanchuan abroad, lowering his guard and depleting his resources, allowing them to attack him.

At this point, Feng Mu's emotions became even more agitated. His hands pounded heavily on the steering wheel, and he growled in anger.

Damn it, as Lao He's brother, I didn't even think more for him, I don't know anything!

Looking at his painful expression, Menglan's heart was filled with compassion.

“Don't blame yourself so much, General He's death has nothing to do with you. Besides, we can't jump to conclusions about the specific reason. We shouldn't just believe everything we hear from others. What if we are mistaken General He might not be dead at all”

"Impossible."

Feng Mu's face was heavy, his voice choked with emotion. "I saw the explosion in the surveillance video. It was extremely severe, with almost no chance of survival. Moreover, the doctor has already performed an autopsy on the body, and it is indeed He Hanchuan!"

" "

Meng Lan's drooping eyes betrayed her disappointment, and she pursed her lips, choosing not to say anything more.

All kinds of signs seemed to be telling her that He Hanchuan was really dead.

But she still couldn't believe it, after all, how could a perfectly healthy person just disappear like that

……

Soon, Feng Mu drove the car to the He family's garage.

The He family, which was always filled with laughter and chatter whenever someone entered, was now eerily silent. The bodyguards and servants all wore grim expressions, speaking in hushed tones.

Feng Mu and Meng Lan got out of the car at the same time and walked towards the villa.

As soon as I reached the door, I heard Hoshimachi's hysterical cries, which sent chills down my spine.

Feng Mu's eyes flickered with a hint of pity, and he instinctively reached out to pat Meng Lan on the shoulder, softly reminding her, "Comfort her well later."

"Don't worry, I know." Menglan nodded and walked into the house.

Inside the room.

向晚 had just woken up, her hair was a mess and she looked like a madman. She covered her swollen eyes and cried out in pain.

While Zhao Yu was sitting on the sofa, crying with no more strength left. Losing a child at an old age was indeed a very painful thing for her.

The atmosphere was incredibly oppressive.

Even Meng Lan's eyes flickered with a trace of pity, and she let out a soft sigh.

"Madam, please don't do this. Have something to eat. Crying like this will hurt your body." The butler sat by the bed, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, patiently coaxing her.

While everyone else was trying to comfort her, A-Wa just kept crying, ignoring them all.

The butler was in a state of frantic agitation.

"I'll do it." Menglan couldn't stand it anymore.

"Miss Meng, you're here!" Upon seeing her, the butler was like he had seen a savior. He hurriedly presented the bowl in his hand to her, "Then we'll trouble you. Please try your best to persuade our Madam, she hasn't eaten a single bite, it's truly worrisome."

"Okay."

Menglan took the rice porridge bowl and sighed softly, "Go busy yourself, I'll handle this here."

The butler nodded and then went to comfort Zhao Yu again.

Menglan didn't care about anything else. She held a bowl of porridge and sat by the bed, looking at Xiangwan's swollen and haggard face, feeling extremely heartbroken.

"Wawa, eat something. Things aren't hopeless yet, there might still be a tiny chance."'s pretty little face was pouted like a ball of meat, and she slapped the back of her chair with one hand. She rolled up her sleeves and was about to rush onto the stage for a showdown.Chung Yu-hsien,...