Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 705 Don't plan to go home yet?
No wonder, President Li attaches so much importance to it.

Thinking of this, Meng Lan's voice became serious,
"There is still half a month before Valentine's Day, and the deadline is relatively sufficient. There should be no problem. I will give you a first draft by tomorrow night at the latest."

"Not urgent."

Feng Mu's eyes fell on her all the time, then he picked up the teapot and poured her a cup of boiled water,
"How is the child?"

When it comes to children, Meng Lan's fingers clenched the corner of the book tightly, her voice was slightly rough, "It's nothing, it's just a fight between children."

"When are you going to ask me to see him?"

Feng Mu's voice was gentle, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and there was a hint of pleading in the syllable, "You should be able to guess that the reason why I came to Yuncheng is for you and the child."

Listening to his words, Meng Lan's whole body trembled suddenly.

"From his birth to the present, I have never seen him, and I dare not go to see him without your permission."

The office is very quiet, as if a needle could be heard falling on the ground, Feng Mu's syllables are not heavy, but the words are clear, "It's been five years, Xiaorui, don't you plan to go home?"

Xiaorui, are you still planning to go home?

Family?
Where does she have a home?

But along with his words, there seemed to be something in Meng Lan's eyes, which made her feel uncomfortable, her heart was bitter, and even the tip of her tongue became bitter.

Suddenly, even the surrounding air became very sparse!
She stood up abruptly, her hands clenched into fists.

The excitement was suppressed in my heart, but my tone was pretending to be calm,
"Feng Mu, when we separated five years ago, you said that you would not disturb my life, which means that the child has nothing to do with you."

"As for the others, you have also crossed the line. Today we are just partners. I hope you can control yourself. We don't talk about anything except work."

Nothing to talk about either.

After saying that, Menglan was afraid that she would lose control of her emotions, so she took the documents and turned around to leave the office.

boom--

After closing the door, she leaned her back against the wall and pressed her palms tightly to her chest, but the tears still couldn't be controlled, and slowly rolled down her cheeks.

After all, he is also the person who once loved deeply, how can he turn a blind eye?
When we meet again, how can there be no waves in my heart?

But Menglan is very clear, since Feng Mu has not appeared in her life in the past five years.

Then in the future... there is no need to appear!

……

Menglan is working overtime at the company tonight, so she asks Xia Yihan to take her son home by the way.

She was busy until late at night, and Meng Lan didn't have any work progress. There was a yellowish light in the office, and the trash can was full of papers that she had discarded.

Designing this thing looks easy, but it is difficult to implement.

The clothing companies under Feng's Group are all small first-line brands. She must not make any mistakes and come up with the most perfect works.

She really couldn't figure it out, and Menglan was very worried about her son, so she packed up the design drafts on the table and drove home.

She dragged herself exhausted and walked to the door. Just as she took out the keys from her bag, she heard a "crackling" sound of glass being shattered in the room.

After listening, Meng Lan was startled, opened the door quickly, and walked in.

In the kitchen, the ground was covered with shattered glass fragments, and Liu Niancheng was holding a shovel in his hand, and his feet were stepping on a high bench. He didn't know what he was reaching for. fall down.

"Niancheng, tell Mommy if you're okay, where are you hurt?"

Seeing this scene, Meng Lan was so frightened that she almost lost her wits, she trotted forward and checked his body.

"Mommy, I'm fine~"

Liu Niancheng gently pulled the corners of his lips towards her, revealing two deep dimples.

After Menglan checked his body and found that nothing was wrong, she breathed a sigh of relief.

But the heartbeat was still strong, and a gloom was always suppressed in her heart, making her upset, her tone couldn't help becoming anxious,
"Liu Niancheng, how many times have I told you not to climb to such a high place? Why didn't you listen? Fortunately, I came back in time. What if you get injured and I can't come back?"

The little guy seemed to be frightened by her. He was silent for a long time before blinking and opening his mouth innocently,
"Mommy, I'm sorry to worry you, but I didn't mean to be naughty.

I'm just learning how to make fried rice with eggs online because you didn't come home so late. I was afraid that you would be hungry. "

As soon as these words fell, Meng Lan was stunned suddenly, and her heart was full of shock.

But Liu Niancheng was afraid that she would not believe it, so he lifted the lid of the pot on his toes.

He pointed to the black puddle of stewed rice that was still stained with egg shells in the pot, and said in great distress, "Mum, I followed the instructions in the video to cook, but I don't know why it got mushy..."

Looking at the bowl of sticky rice, Menglan's heart was filled with warmth, and the corners of her eyes were moist.

She bit her lips tightly, trying to swallow the pain in her heart, but tears slowly fell down her cheeks.

"Mommy, why are you crying?" Liu Niancheng's anxious face turned pale, and he quickly raised his little hand to wipe her tears, "Don't cry, Mommy, I will never climb so high again, you Don't cry~"

As soon as these words came out, Meng Lan felt more and more guilty, and couldn't help stretching out her hand to embrace him in her arms.
"Silly boy, you don't need to work so hard. You are just a five-year-old kid. Mommy hopes that you can grow up happily. Do you understand?"

Listening to her words, Liu Niancheng stretched out his fleshy little arms, hugged her neck tightly, and planted a kiss on her cheek with a "boo".

"Mummy, Niancheng has to grow up quickly, so that he can become a little man and can protect you~"

The son's words hit the softest part of Meng Lan's heart deeply.

She slightly raised her hand, stroked his pink cheeks, and reminded softly, "Okay, Mommy will wait for you to grow up."

"Mommy, I always forgot to tell you that I love you very much~" Liu Niancheng acted like a baby at her, his white and tender face seemed to be broken by bullets, and his eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile.

Seeing this, Meng Lan's heart seemed to be melted.

Especially when Meng Lan heard the word commonly known as "love" in his son's mouth, Menglan suddenly had an idea, and his originally empty head suddenly became clear.

Love.

Just love!
Isn't the design style of this couple's outfit and parent-child outfit centered around the theme of "love"?

Thinking of this, many design styles popped up in Menglan's mind, and she was so happy that she kissed her son's forehead,
"Thank you baby, you are Mommy's little lucky star!"

After saying that, she quickly carried her son out of the kitchen.

After tidying up the mess on the ground, he made three simple dishes and one soup. After serving it on the table, he personally fed his son.

(End of this chapter)