Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 544 How could he care?
"I'm just kidding, it's an honor for our entire Dream Club to bring people over for consumption." Meng Lan avoided her thigh in time, walked to Feng Mu's side with a sweet smile, and put a hand on his thigh gently .

It looked like Feng Mu's woman, and the bald man showed embarrassment.

And Meng Lan has long been handy in this kind of interpersonal occasions, she poured a glass of red wine with her slender fingers, and saluted the man with a smile, "Since you are Mr. Feng's friend, then I have to toast you .”

Meng Lan's informality resolved the awkward atmosphere, and the bald man laughed wantonly, then grabbed his wine glass, "Okay, I'll show you off."

He thought, since he couldn't handle Feng Mu, it would be nice if he could handle the woman around him.

Seeing that the wine glasses were about to collide in mid-air, Feng Mu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly bent down, pressed Meng Lan's wrist in time, and stared at the man coldly, "Get out."

Just this one word was full of fierceness, the man was so frightened that he almost fell off the chair, put on his suit jacket and left the box as if fleeing.

Accompanied by his voice, the eyes of the other people in the room froze slightly, and no one dared to speak without authorization.

And Meng Lan's arm holding the wine glass froze in mid-air, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and a warm feeling secreted from her heart.

He...was he helping himself out just now?
And at this moment, Feng Mu raised his strong arms to hug her neck tightly, leaning against her ear and whispering.

In the eyes of outsiders, they looked like they were flirting, but only Menglan knew best that she kept that smile on her face because of her dignity, and her body was already chilled to the bone.

Feng Mu's indifferent tone never faded in his ears, "The partner you want to serve is not him, first put away your impatient coquettish skills, it will be of use to you later."

When he said this, it seemed as if he was treating her as a commodity for trading, and he didn't care about her emotions.

Meng Lan lightly closed her eyelids, hiding the look of fatigue in her eyes, as expected, she didn't realize that she was having a fever.

It's no wonder...how could he care.

That being the case, why should she make herself unhappy, "Thank you, Mr. Feng, for reminding me."

Hearing her obedient words, Feng Mu's eyes darkened, but his mood did not improve in the slightest.

After nearly ten minutes, the door of the box was suddenly pushed open, and a handsome man walked in from the door. He was wearing a black coat, his hair was combed meticulously, and he had the air of a sunny boy.

When she saw him, Meng Lan's face froze suddenly, and the greetings on her lips stopped abruptly.

Her heart seemed to be densely condensed into a ball at this moment, and suddenly exploded in mid-air.

"Mr. Han." Feng Mu crossed his slender legs, grasping the red wine glass gracefully, "here."

Hearing this, Han Cheng walked towards them with a gentle smile on his face, stretched out his hand and hugged Feng Mu, "Long time no see."

"Well, it's been about ten years, and you don't seem to have changed at all." Feng Mu patted his shoulder with his palm, pulled him to the wine table, and poured him a glass of red wine, "You Must come for a drink."

"Of course." Han Cheng clinked glasses with him boldly
Meng Lan watched their hot scene, her face suddenly turned pale inch by inch, maybe because of her illness, she couldn't help feeling sick in her stomach.

She clenched her fists secretly, and when she was about to leave, Feng Mu stretched out his arms and hugged her neck tightly, and pulled her into his arms forcefully, "When will the boss of the Dream Club not even see his old friends properly? say hi?"

Hearing what he said, Han Cheng's eyes suddenly fell on her. After a moment's pause, his handsome face showed joy, "Meng Lan? It's really you. I can't even recognize you because you have changed so much now." !"

"Well, it's been a long time." Menglan had to face it, and she forced her lips open.

Before she could react, Han Cheng stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, the man's cologne scent suddenly rushed into his nose, "That's great, Meng Lan, do you know how long I've been looking for you?"

"By the way, why did you never go to the class reunion? You have really become more beautiful than before after all these years."

He seemed to want to chatter endlessly, but several times he couldn't control the strength recklessly, hugging Meng Lan's body ached.

Feeling his enthusiasm for her, Meng Lan's cold heart suddenly felt warm, "Yeah, we haven't seen each other for a few years, and we have changed. I heard that you opened a company abroad, and you are doing well."

Han Cheng scratched his hair in embarrassment, with an extremely simple and honest smile on his face, "It's just a small business, and I still rely on my father's support. How about you, are you doing well?"

How are you?

"Of course." Meng Lan pretended to be relaxed and smiled, but in her rippling eyes, there was a sourness that no one noticed.

Living in the shadow of Feng Mu all the time, how could it be good?

But so what?In this occasion of drunken fans, everyone took a closer look, who is not half-human, half-ghost!
"Come, drink, to celebrate your triumphant return from abroad." At this time, Feng Mu approached the sofa with his arms around Han Cheng, and stuffed a wine bottle into his arms.

Without that threatening aura around her, Meng Lan was able to lean on the wine cabinet to rest.

gosh.

Really dizzy.

She felt that her whole body was tightly surrounded by fireballs, especially when she smelled the choking smell of alcohol in the box, her stomach felt like it was overwhelmed.

As soon as she lowered her head, the light in front of her eyes was blocked by a tall figure, and Feng Mu's palm tightly grasped the hair at the back of her head.

The tearing pain made Meng Lan raise her head, and was forced to meet his sharp eyes.

"It's a surprise that your old lover will come? Huh?"

Menglan looked at the man who was looking down on her from a high position in front of her. She couldn't tell whether it was because of the pain or the pain in her heart. Tears were secreting from her eyes, but she forced a charming smile on her face, "When did Mr. Feng care about so many details? There are many men, but I am your woman."

Listening to her water-tight words, Feng Mu's throat felt like something was stuffed up, probably because he drank too much.

He unbuttoned a few shirt buttons with his slender fingers, and snorted coldly, "Han Cheng has a project that the Feng Group is interested in, if you want to see your brother next month, use all your methods to please him tonight. "

He Hanchuan put his arms around her waist and walked towards Han Cheng, leaning against her ear pretending to be ambiguous, but all he said were threatening words.

Meng Lan's head was dizzy at first, but when she heard her younger brother, she regained her vigor again.

Bright...

Yes, for the sake of her younger brother, she must do her best to win it!

Meng Lan picked up the red wine glass on the table, and deliberately sat beside Han Cheng, her long legs crossed, revealing her fair skin, "Mr. Han, it's been a long time since I've seen you, shouldn't you have a drink with me?"

(End of this chapter)