End of the World Crisis, My Husband is from Ancient Times

Fan Mengmeng was filled with doubts.

Xiaohong's abnormal behavior made her feel that things were not simple.

The next day, she suppressed her inner anxiety and went to work as usual.

At the company, her colleagues were very concerned about her and their feelings were evident in their expressions. This made her even more certain that Xiaohong's call yesterday was not out of concern.

"Mengmeng, I'm so glad you're okay! Xiaohong told us yesterday that you were seriously ill and we were all scared!" said a colleague with a hint of exaggeration in his tone.

"Yes, Xiaohong is very worried about you and has been asking us about your situation." Another colleague added, but his eyes were wandering, as if he was deliberately avoiding Fan Mengmeng's gaze.

Fan Mengmeng listened calmly, but became more alert in her heart.

What exactly does Xiaohong want to do by deliberately exaggerating her illness?

She observed her surroundings calmly, trying to find some clues.

At the same time, in ancient times, Teng Junze was called to the family ancestral hall by his father.

In the ancestral hall, the air is filled with the scent of sandalwood and the atmosphere is solemn and dignified.

Father Teng had his back to him and said in a low and dignified voice, "Ze'er, it's time to put your marriage with Miss Lin on the agenda."

Teng Junze frowned and said firmly, "Father, I have no intention of marrying Miss Lin."

Father Teng turned around abruptly, his eyes piercing: "Ze'er, don't be ridiculous! This marriage concerns the future of our family, how can you treat it as a joke!"

Teng Junze remained silent, but his heart was filled with longing for Fan Mengmeng.

In modern times, Fan Mengmeng was in the tea room, pretending to casually mention Xiaohong's phone call yesterday.

"Xiaohong, thank you for caring about me so much yesterday. Actually, I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

Xiaohong's eyes flickered, and she laughed dryly and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Colleagues should help each other."

Fan Mengmeng smiled slightly, but she became more certain that there was something wrong with Xiaohong.

She returned to her workstation and, under the pretext of work needs, retrieved the company's surveillance video from yesterday.

In the surveillance video, she saw Xiaohong secretly making a phone call downstairs of the company, and deliberately lowering her voice.

Although she couldn't hear what Xiaohong said, Fan Mengmeng noticed that the number Xiaohong dialed was unfamiliar and was not any contact in her address book.

Fan Mengmeng wrote down the number and felt that the owner of this number might be the key to solving all these mysteries.

She was about to investigate further when suddenly the office door was pushed open and Master Lin walked in arrogantly with flowers in his hands... "Mengmeng," he said with pretended affection, "I heard that you were not feeling well, so I came to see you.

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Fan Mengmeng looked at Master Lin calmly, with a polite and distant smile on her face.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Lin. I'm fine now." Her tone was flat, without any enthusiasm.

Master Lin seemed unaware of Fan Mengmeng's indifference. He walked up to her and handed her the flowers in his hand.

"Mengmeng, these flowers are specially picked for you. I hope you like them." He said with pretended affection, but there was a hint of pride in his eyes.

Colleagues around me cast envious glances and whispered to each other.

"Mr. Lin is so romantic, sending such a big bouquet of flowers." "Yes, Mengmeng is so lucky." These discussions reached Fan Mengmeng's ears, making her feel even more annoyed.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin. The flowers are beautiful." Fan Mengmeng took the flowers, her tone still calm.

She placed the flowers casually on the table, then turned around and continued working, as if Master Lin didn't exist at all.

Master Lin was frustrated and looked a little unhappy.

He originally thought that Fan Mengmeng would be very grateful for such an expensive gift, but he didn't expect her to be so cold.

He stood there awkwardly, caught in a dilemma.

At this time, Xiaohong came over and said to Master Lin in a flattering manner: "Master Lin, Mengmeng is just like that, not good at expressing her feelings. In fact, she is very grateful to you in her heart."

Fan Mengmeng sneered and ignored Xiaohong's provocation.

She turned on the computer and continued to check the surveillance video.

She noticed that the time when Xiaohong contacted the mysterious number was exactly the time when she and Teng Junze traveled through time.

This made her even more certain that Xiaohong and the owner of the mysterious number must be related to the ability to know the past and present.

Meanwhile, in ancient times, Teng Junze's dispute with his father continued.

"Father, I have someone I love and cannot marry Miss Lin." Teng Junze said in a firm tone, with no intention of giving in.

Father Teng flew into a rage and slammed the table.

"How dare you! Do you still see me as your father? The interests of the family are above all else. Your children's personal affairs must obey the family's arrangements!"

Teng Junze remained silent, but his heart was filled with helplessness and pain.

He loved Fan Mengmeng deeply, but could not disobey his father's orders.

He knew that if he insisted on his own opinion, it would bring huge losses to the family.

In modern times, Fan Mengmeng finally found a key clue.

She found in the surveillance video that Xiaohong mentioned a place name - "Qingfeng Villa" when she was on the phone.

This place name felt very familiar to her because Teng Junze once told her that his family lived in Qingfeng Villa.

Fan Mengmeng's mind was stirred. Could it be that Xiaohong and the owner of the mysterious number were related to Teng Junze's family? She immediately told Teng Junze about this discovery.

Teng Junze was also shocked when he learned about this. He immediately sent people to investigate Qingfeng Villa to see if there was anything unusual.

As night fell, Fan Mengmeng received another gift from Master Lin - a priceless diamond necklace.

She looked at the sparkling necklace, but instead of feeling any joy, she felt even more annoyed.

The next morning, Fan Mengmeng came to the company and her colleagues surrounded her, talking about the necklace given by Mr. Lin.

"Wow, this necklace is so beautiful!" "I heard it's worth hundreds of thousands!" "Mengmeng, you are so lucky!"

Fan Mengmeng looked at her colleagues' envious eyes and sneered in her heart.

She picked up the necklace and said exaggeratedly, "This necklace is indeed very beautiful, but it's a little too shiny. It makes my eyes dizzy." As she spoke, she swayed the necklace in her hand, making her colleagues laugh.

"Mengmeng, you are so humorous!" a colleague said with a smile.

"Yes, Mengmeng, you are so cute!" another colleague echoed.

Fan Mengmeng smiled, but in her heart she was thinking about how to get rid of the entanglement between Master Lin and that mysterious number... At this moment, her cell phone rang, an unfamiliar number...

Fan Mengmeng pressed the answer button, and a deep male voice came: "Miss Fan, this is Teng Junze." Hearing the familiar voice, Fan Mengmeng's heart warmed. She walked to the tea room and lowered her voice to say, "Master Teng, what can I do for you?"

"I've found some clues," Teng Junze said solemnly. "Something is indeed amiss at Qingfeng Villa. I've noticed that one of my father's servants has been behaving suspiciously lately."

Fan Mengmeng's heart trembled: "How suspicious is it?"

"He often goes out secretly, and every time he comes back he brings some strange things. I suspect he may be related to that mysterious organization." There was a chill in Teng Junze's tone.

"Did you follow him?" Fan Mengmeng asked.

"I followed him," Teng Junze replied. "I found that he went to a deserted temple outside the city. It seems to be their secret base."

Fan Mengmeng pondered for a moment and said, "It seems we have to find an opportunity to explore this temple."

"That's exactly what I meant," Teng Junze said, "but we must be careful and not alert the enemy."

The two discussed some details and then hung up the phone.

Fan Mengmeng returned to her seat, her heart filled with worry and anticipation.

She knew that this investigation would be full of dangers, but she also believed that as long as she and Teng Junze worked together, they would be able to uncover the truth.

At the same time, Teng Junze stood in front of the study window, looking at the mountains in the distance with a frown.

He thought of his father's forced marriage, and his heart was filled with helplessness and pain.

He loved Fan Mengmeng deeply, but could not disobey his family's arrangements.

He gripped the teacup tightly in his hand, his knuckles turning white.

He knew that he had to resolve this matter as soon as possible to protect his loved ones.

The next day, Fan Mengmeng deliberately wore the diamond necklace given by Mr. Lin to the company.

Sure enough, as soon as I entered the office, I was amazed by my colleagues.

Master Lin also appeared in front of her with a proud look on his face, and said in a feigned affectionate tone, "Mengmeng, this necklace suits you very well."

Fan Mengmeng smiled slightly, but her tone was filled with sarcasm: "Master Lin, this necklace is too expensive. I can't afford it."

Mr. Lin's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his smile: "Mengmeng, what are you talking about? I like you, so giving you a gift is only natural."

Fan Mengmeng shook her head and said firmly, "Mr. Lin, I appreciate your kindness, but I really don't have any feelings for you. We are not suitable."

Mr. Lin's smile finally disappeared. He looked at Fan Mengmeng with a dark face, his eyes full of anger and unwillingness.

He didn't expect that even though he tried to please her so humbly, she still rejected him.

"Fan Mengmeng, don't refuse my toast and then drink the forfeit!" Master Lin said gritting his teeth.

Fan Mengmeng sneered and met his gaze fearlessly: "Mr. Lin, I advise you to save your energy. Do you think you can impress me with these material things? You are too naive!"

Just when the two were on the verge of a fight, the office door was suddenly pushed open, and a familiar figure appeared at the door... Teng Junze.

He glanced at Master Lin with a cold gaze, then walked straight to Fan Mengmeng and said gently, "Mengmeng, I'm here."

Master Lin's face turned from blue to white. He pointed at Teng Junze and said in a trembling voice, "You...you guys..." He couldn't believe that Fan Mengmeng was so intimate with a man dressed in ancient costume.

Colleagues around him also cast curious glances and whispered to each other.

Teng Junze ignored Master Lin and gently took Fan Mengmeng's hand: "Let's go."

Fan Mengmeng gave Mr. Lin a contemptuous look and followed Teng Junze out of the office.

Master Lin was left standing there alone, feeling embarrassed and angry.

He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms.

He must find out the identity of this man and then take revenge on them!

In the coffee shop, Fan Mengmeng told Teng Junze about how Master Lin had been harassing her. Teng Junze listened quietly, a cold glint in his eyes.

"Don't pay attention to him," Teng Junze held Fan Mengmeng's hand and said firmly, "I will protect you."

Fan Mengmeng felt warm in her heart and held his hand in return: "I believe you."

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

However, Teng Junze had deep worries hidden in his heart.

The family's marriage contract was like a mountain, weighing him down and making him breathless.

How should he explain his relationship with Fan Mengmeng to his father?

How can he protect her from the harm of her family?

In the next few days, Fan Mengmeng and Teng Junze continued to investigate the secrets of Qingfeng Villa.

Teng Junze secretly followed the suspicious servant and found that he often sneaked out of the villa late at night and went out of the city.

One night, Teng Junze quietly followed his servant to the foot of a desolate mountain outside the city.

The servant looked around stealthily, and after making sure that no one was following him, he slipped into a hidden cave.

There was a strange atmosphere around the cave, and Teng Junze felt a palpitation.

He held his breath and slowly approached the cave entrance... Low voices of conversation could be heard faintly from inside the cave. Teng Junze moved closer to the cave entrance, trying to hear what was being said.