Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 720
He bowed and handed a pair of chopsticks in front of her. The sudden approach made Menglan smell the oily smoke coming from him, which was unpleasant, but she was surprised in her heart.

After all, Feng Mu is a clean freak.

Menglan pulled back the seat, frivolously picked up the noodles with her chopsticks, blowing away the heat, and put them into her mouth.

The crispy fragrance of the noodles aroused her taste buds.

Feng Mu leaned back on the chair, looking at her with a hint of expectation in his eyes, "How does it taste?"

"It's delicious." Meng Lan nodded firmly.

This is not false at all, Feng Mu's cooking skills are obviously better than those five years ago.

"Eat more if it tastes good, you've lost too much weight." Feng Mu picked up the chopsticks and put some vegetables into her bowl, his handsome face was full of tenderness.

Meng Lan glanced at him secretly, secretly moved.

Because of the compliment just now, Feng Mu was as happy as a child.

If it was changed to the previous few days, she would never have imagined that she would still be able to sit at the same dinner table with Feng Muru's former friends.

After eating half of the noodles, Meng Lan was already full.

She put down her chopsticks, picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth again, as if she had made some important decision, she confessed seriously,
"Nian Cheng had a great time playing today. I think you are right. He really needs a father. In the future, you can come and accompany him as long as he is willing."

Hearing Menglan's words, Feng Mu's eyes showed a bit of joy.

"Thank you." He said sincerely, without any pretense.

Meng Lan looked at him, said nothing, stood up and was about to leave.

Just when she was about to turn around, Feng Mu suddenly stretched out his hand and squeezed her arm tightly, his hoarse voice suppressed his deep tenderness, "What about you?"

Meng Lan's footsteps paused slightly, the place he touched was as hot as if it had been scorched by an iron.

It is late at night.

The living room was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop on the ground.

Only Feng Mu's deep voice reminded him in a leisurely manner,

"Xiaorui, in a blink of an eye, we are both fathers and mothers, and we are no longer young. You have stayed in Yuncheng with your children for five full years. When do you plan to go back?"

When to go back.

To go back to the place that caused all her tragedies, made her heartbroken?

There was a trace of pain in Meng Lan's eyes, and there seemed to be a surge of anger in her chest that was about to burst out, but soon, she suppressed it severely.

"I'll go back. Niancheng is going to elementary school soon. He needs the best education."

Feng Mu quickly reminded, "You don't have to worry about this, I will find him the last school, and I will also let you join the design department of Feng's Group."

Listening to Feng Mu's words, Meng Lan frowned, but in the end she just broke away from Kai Feng Mu's arm.

Immediately, she sighed, and said lightly, "Feng Mu, you want to be responsible for Nian Cheng's future, I won't get involved, and I'm not qualified to do so, but I don't bother you to worry about my life."

"As early as five years ago, we broke up peacefully, and now we have nothing to do with each other except for the children, don't we?"

"..." Feng Mu didn't open his mouth to speak, but his breathing gradually became heavier, and there was a hint of grief in his eyes!
But the reason why he came to Yuncheng and was able to do these things regardless of his own safety was only because of Menglan.

Now, she has nothing to say.

What's the point of Feng Mu's hard work for so many days?

"It's getting late, have a good rest." Meng Lan bid farewell politely, and after she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the study.

It's just that at the moment when the door was closed, she leaned back against the door frame, biting her lips tightly with her teeth, trying to suppress the soreness with pain, but tears slowly fell down her cheeks.

She is no longer young now.

After the baptism of time, her body has lost a bit of hostility. Maybe, she no longer hates Feng Mu, but the only thing she can do is to sit down and talk to him.

How could it not hurt?

It's just a deliberate choice to forget.

The ability of adults is to quickly clean up the emotions on their faces.

Meng Lan raised her hand, wiped off the tears on her face, and walked towards the desk after she regained her composure.

She picked up the paintbrush and recomposed the picture on the drawing paper. This time, her thoughts were extraordinarily clear, and there was no difficulty at all.

……

next day
Meng Lan rushed to the company, put down her bag, and sent the design draft to Mr. Li's office.

As a result, as soon as he opened the door, he saw not only Mr. Li, but also Lisa and a very fashionable woman sitting in the office.

As soon as he saw her, Mr. Li waved to her, "Xiaomeng, you came just in time, come quickly and say hello to Sister Hua."

"Miss Hua?"

Meng Lan walked into the office obediently, but she was puzzled when she saw the strange woman in front of her.

"Yes, Sister Hua is a well-known consultant in the fashion industry, and this time she is also cooperating with the Feng Group. She is also involved in the Valentine's Day costumes you are making recently." President Li smiled, and he walked up Before, he bent down and poured a cup of tea for Sister Hua.

From his attentive appearance, Menglan could tell that this sister Hua's identity was not ordinary.

She also hurried forward and greeted respectfully, "Hello, Sister Hua."

"Are you the dream designer who is often praised by Mr. Li, and who Feng Mu immediately took a fancy to?" Sister Hua slightly raised her eyes to look at her, but there was a hint of shrewdness in her eyes with a very shallow smile.

"You have won more prizes." Meng Lan smiled sheepishly, "It's just my luck."

Meng Lan smiled softly, "Luck is also a part of strength."

"Auntie~" Lisa took Sister Hua's arm and reminded her in a displeased tone, "Why do you always praise her, I also participated in this design, why don't you give me any encouragement~"

Looking at her, Sister Hua's eyes were full of doting, she tapped her nose lightly,

"Silly girl, it's fine to act like a baby at home. This is the company, and Mr. Li is still watching here. Don't make trouble for no reason."

"do not do it!"

Mr. Li silently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and reminded with a smile, "It's okay, Lisa works very seriously on weekdays, we are all a family, so you don't need to be so conspicuous."

"Did you hear that, Auntie, that means you keep me in charge."

Lisa gently shook Sister Hua's arm to act coquettishly, and when she was talking, she gave Menglan a flaunting wink.

Seeing this, Meng Lan's expression turned a little ugly.

It's no wonder that Lisa is so arrogant and domineering in her daily life, yet she can sit down as the assistant to the president at such a young age.

It turned out to be a relationship.

If Sister Hua is really capable, then the next competition with Lisa will be a bit difficult.

"Miss Meng, I heard that you have been working hard on the design draft recently. You have the latest version of the costume design in your hand. If you don't mind, can you show me?"

(End of this chapter)