Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 602 No one can decide my marriage

As soon as the words fell, the servants in the hall did not dare to say more, and a breath of smoke permeated everywhere.

Meng Lan was held tightly by Feng Mu's wrist, and she couldn't move at all while sitting on the sofa beside him. She listened quietly to Feng Mu and Mr. Feng's tit-for-tat words, her eyes flashed with surprise.

If she understood correctly, Feng Mu is... speaking for herself?
But he is obviously the one who likes to ridicule himself the most.

How can you help yourself?

"Feng Mu."

Old Man Feng also walked to the coffee table, clutching the water glass tightly with his fingers, and slapped it heavily on the table, "Your marriage is about the development prospects of the Feng Group, as long as my old man is alive, I will not allow you mess."

"Don't forget how your parents died. Are you worthy of them for protecting this woman?"

There were a few faint marks on the body of the cup, which showed how angry old master Feng was at this time.

When mentioning his parents, Feng Mu's handsome face suddenly changed, exuding a gloomy aura.

In an instant, the atmosphere became very solemn, and the servants didn't even dare to breathe out. Even Meng Lan felt that the oppression in the living room made her breathless.

Listening to old man Feng's words, she couldn't help laughing mockingly.

I really don't know what she's doing sitting here.

Could it be possible that Feng Mu would really help her out?
Meng Lan never doubted that he hated himself so much, if one day she died, Feng Mu would definitely be the first person to set off firecrackers for her.

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath, and was about to withdraw her hand from Feng Mu's hand, but he pulled her tight again.

He freed his other hand to pick up the water glass on the table, sipping it casually, his voice was not heavy, but his words were shocking.

"Grandpa, you are wrong."

"My marriage, even if my parents are alive, can't decide."

Can't call the shots...

Feng Mu's attitude was so firm that everyone's expressions changed.

There were even a few sympathetic eyes looking at Wang Zhishan, and although the latter kept a gentle smile on her face, she was extremely stiff, uglier than crying!
The old man showed pain on his angry face, clutching his chest, as if he would faint in a second, but Feng Mu didn't look at him, "Uncle Zhao, see off the guests!"

"Yes." Uncle Zhao walked up to Mr. Feng in time, and said 'please' respectfully.

He really never gave old man Feng any face.

"Okay, that's great, Feng Mu, you really have grown wings, do you really think I can't be the master?" Old man Feng sneered angrily, and with a big wave of his hand, he pushed Wang Zhishan to the front, "Shanshan, you will also live in the future." In the Feng family, don't forget that you are the real Mrs. Feng."

"If this brat dares to embarrass you, don't be afraid, Grandpa will help you out!"

After saying that, he hardly gave Feng Mu any chance to refute, turned around and left the Feng family.

A group of bodyguards also respectfully followed, and soon, the living room disappeared, and it became quite quiet.

"Well, Brother Feng, I don't know why Grandpa made such a decision, but after all, he's getting old, so let's not make him angry..." Wang Zhishan's tone was innocent, but Dai Mei's frivolous eyebrows almost missed it. 'Happy' was written all over his face.

Feng Mu raised his slender fingers and clenched the tie tightly, impetuosity appeared in his eyes, but in the end he said nothing and stood up, "Uncle Zhao, clean up a room."

He has already touched old master Feng's Nilin frequently today, if he drives Wang Zhishan away again, he might not be so easy to deal with.

And recently, Menglan is also a little restless, so it's good to let her learn a lesson.

Feng Mu went upstairs, Meng Lan also slowly got up from the sofa, although she looked calm, she secretly laughed at herself.

Just now, she almost thought that Feng Mu would really stand up for her.

But keeping Wang Zhishan in the Feng family, sharing the same room with her, isn't it embarrassing her the most?
Upstairs, Feng Mu closed the door of the study with a "bang".

Wang Zhishan, who was pretending to be very weak just now, put away the gentle look on her face, sat on the sofa, crossed her long legs, and slowly picked up the water glass.

"Boss Meng, we will live in the Feng family together in the future, and I hope you can recognize clearly that I am Mrs. Feng, Feng Mu's wife!"

Seeing Wang Zhishan's high-spirited posture, Meng Lan felt tired, closed her eyes lightly, and reminded her lightly, "Then congratulations, Mrs. Feng."

Too lazy to watch her continue acting, she turned and went upstairs to the bedroom.

She is so tired.

It's really tiring.

Originally, for her younger brother, living in the Feng family and being deliberately made things difficult by Feng Mu already made her tired, but now that there is another Wang Zhishan, don't even think about it, she will definitely not let herself go easily.

If possible, she would rather never have known Feng Mu in her life.

There won't be so much trouble.

Downstairs, Wang Zhishan's fingers were tightly pinching the body of the cup, with unwillingness and jealousy in her eyes... Obviously, Menglan's ignorance made her feel more uncomfortable than scolding her.

It seemed that she was still the high-ranking young lady, but she was just showing her teeth and claws, which was a bit ridiculous.

"Madam Feng, the room has been packed for you." The maid's voice came from upstairs.

It was said that Wang Zhishan woke up like a dream, and her self-confidence suddenly increased. Yes, no matter what, she still sat firmly in the position of Mrs. Feng, she won, didn't she?
All that needs to be done now is to let Meng Lan who seduced Brother Feng be driven away from the Feng family!

……

Menglan locked herself in the room. In order to prevent herself from overthinking, she turned on her laptop, put on her headphones, played a soothing English music, and concentrated on drawing the design.

Yesterday, Xiang Wan gave her feedback on the draft design, saying that she was very interested, and asked her to draw the full version directly, and also paid the fee to her bank card account in advance.

Meng Lan didn't want to betray her trust, and planned to help Xiang Wan win the championship seriously.

Immersed in the world of the design drawings, Meng Lan felt that the pressure on her body was less. After being so busy, it was late at night. Uncle Zhao came to ask her to go out for dinner, but she refused, and locked herself in the room to draw the design drawings. , It was late at night when I finished the manuscript and fell asleep.

It wasn't until early morning that Meng Lan managed to fall into a deep sleep, but suddenly, there were crackling sounds from downstairs, and the footsteps of servants walking back and forth.

Meng Lan was woken up, her face showing irritability.

Normally, the Feng family is so quiet that you can't even hear a needle, why is it so noisy now?

(End of this chapter)