Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 542 Does He Have a Fiancee?
"No, your leg injury is not a trivial matter. What if the wound is involved in the ups and downs of the plane journey?" Xiang Wan frowned tightly, after thinking about it, he still felt that it was not appropriate.

Although she also wanted to get rid of the wound on her face as soon as possible, but compared to this, He Hanchuan's legs were more important to her.

Seeing that she was still worried, He Hanchuan simply called the attending doctor and asked him to write a diagnosis and treatment notice in front of Xiang Wan. Anyway, he had threatened her in advance. Songkou let He Hanchuan leave.

Under the half-truth, Xiang Wan believed them in a daze. After taking care of He Hanchuan for a while, he was going back to the company to deal with work and ask for leave.

Because she left so suddenly, Xiang Wan didn't react from her thoughts for a while, she frowned and asked tentatively, "I remember that Feng Mu and you are not close, why did he suddenly introduce plastic surgery to you?" doctor?"

"We talked about cooperation." He Hanchuan's tone was calm, "Mutual benefit and win-win are all, and Menglan is still by his side, so it's normal for him to sell me some face."

He didn't intend to tell Xiang Wan the truth, lest she worry too much.

Xiang Wan didn't have any doubts. She lowered her head and cleaned up the thermos. Following the topic, she subconsciously brought up Menglan, "Did you send Menglan to Feng Mu's side? I heard from my former colleagues that she was in Fengmu's house." You can stay by my side longer than in the dream club."

He Hanchuan couldn't help sneering, "I never get involved with Menglan's affairs."

He used to be able to hang out in the dream club more frequently, but since he got married, he has automatically distanced himself from women, and nothing is more comfortable than him going home to hug his wife and children.

"I remember that Feng Mu has a fiancée." Xiang Wan casually reminded her. Seeing that He Hanchuan ignored him, she wisely stopped asking further questions.

Since He Hanchuan didn't send Menglan to Feng Mu forcibly, then all the closeness was voluntary between them.

In her impression, Menglan was a charming and intelligent woman, why did she insist on getting close to Feng Mu even though she knew that Feng Mu had a fiancée?
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dream club
After Meng Lan was left behind by Feng Mu in the hospital, she drove back to the Dream Club. According to the usual practice, she held a meeting for the staff at night and ordered them to perform their duties.

And Menglan originally planned to ask the manager for a worksheet, but just as she took a step, a sudden dizziness came to her mind.

"Sister Lan, hey, you must be careful with your delicate body." At this time, the employee Xiaomi reached out to support her, pretending to be concerned about her, "Why is your face so red? You have a fever, do you want me to help you go back to rest first?"

"No need." Meng Lan let go of her hand, "I'll just go back by myself, you go get busy."

"Okay." Mi Xin felt unwilling, staring at Meng Lan's swaying back from a distance, couldn't help shouting, "Sister Lan, I'll buy medicine and send it to you in a while, the fever can't be delayed."

Meng Lan kneaded her temples with her fingers, her head was dizzy as if filled with paste, and she walked lightly to the bathroom beside her.

She raised her frivolous phoenix eyes and looked at herself in the mirror, her delicate cheeks were covered with a layer of blush, and the heat at the base of her ears could not be diminished no matter what.

It is true that with the progress of age, her physique is often not as good as before, and it is only because she wears less that she suffers from the cold.

Meng Lan turned on the faucet and lightly splashed some water on her face. After regaining a little bit of sanity, she dragged her heavy body back to the room and lay down on the bed to rest.

Her head was dizzy and she couldn't remember anything. It was hard for her to get a moment of peace, and she didn't know how long it had passed. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door in the room.

"Sister Lan, Sister Lan."

Hearing the urgent shouts coming from outside the door, Meng Lan was awakened from the dream by accident, she frowned, put on her shoes and walked to the door.

"What's the matter?" Meng Lan's voice was extremely hoarse, and after she slept, her high fever became more and more intense, and the hot feeling in her body made her walk unsteady.

The bodyguard looked at the weak Meng Lanping with a touch of beauty, lowered his head and blushed, "Sister Lan, he is a guest of 528VIP, and he is calling you over again."

528 is Feng Mu's exclusive box in the Dream Club. Whenever he has important clients, he will bring them here from time to time, and every time he never calls other women, only Meng Lan.

"Sister Lan, it looks like you're sick, or else I'll help you reject it." The bodyguard reminded.

"No need, I'll go over after changing clothes." Meng Lan reminded lightly, and raised her hand to close the door after speaking.

Just doing this simple movement seemed to have exhausted all her strength. She leaned her back lightly on the door frame and went to the closet to change clothes after a short rest.

No matter what the reason is, she can't be absent from Feng Mu's place, otherwise all the employees of Meng Club will suffer.

She never wanted to make trouble, especially since she was the boss.

Meng Lan changed into a tight-fitting sequin suspender skirt to wrap her graceful figure, sat in front of the dressing table, looked at her pale cheeks in the mirror, and used blush to camouflage some blood.

After doing all this, Meng Lan walked towards the box where Feng Mu was.

Just when she stood at the door, she heard the deafening music coming from inside. Menglan was used to this kind of scene, but today she felt dizzy even more.

After she stood at the door and dealt with the situation, she stretched out her hand and pushed open the door of the box.

All I could see was that colorful lights shone on every corner of the huge box, and elite figures from various industries were sitting on the sofa, with a few familiar faces in their arms.

And Menglan noticed Feng Mu sitting on the main seat at a glance. He still looked gentle and elegant as always, with knuckle fingers unbuttoning a few buttons of his shirt, and his brows and eyes were filled with dryness.

Seeing this, Meng Lan's tender body trembled subconsciously, having accompanied Feng Mu for so many entertainments, she knew best that she would not be spared tonight in his state.

"Sister Lan." When they saw her coming, the wine girls stood up respectfully.

"Yeah." Meng Lan showed a friendly smile, and waved her hand at them, "Sit down, entertain these distinguished guests well, and don't forget to serve when you run out of wine."

"Yes."

"Haha, Boss Meng is just generous. I don't think all the women in the Meng Club combined are as beautiful as you." The bald man sitting on the far right of the sofa was about to touch his thigh with a blushing face.

It looks like a newcomer at first glance, and doesn't understand the rules here.

(End of this chapter)