Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 727 Something went wrong with the design draft

Hearing Menglan's words, Feng Mu didn't take it seriously.

It can be seen that she was really a little angry, so she felt helpless, and her tone was a little coaxing,

"Xiaorui, you should know that as a public figure, I cannot avoid this kind of voice, and Niancheng, as my son, cannot avoid it."

After saying that, Meng Lan frowned tightly and turned her head to the window.

But the words are not rough.

There will only be more opportunities to show their faces in the future, and it is inevitable for them to avoid it.

Just as a mother, I only hope that my children can grow up carefree.

Soon, the car stopped firmly in the company. After Feng Mu stepped on the brake, he looked at Menglan.

"I'll try to be more careful. If you really mind, I won't appear in public next time."

"Well, thank you." After listening, Meng Lan's complexion eased.

When she was about to get off the car, she wanted to say some advice, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was not appropriate, so she said lightly,
"Then I wish you all the best."

"En." Feng Mu nodded lightly.

Menglan opened the door and was about to get out of the car, but at this moment, Feng Mu suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist tightly.

"Xiaorui." He whispered softly, his slender fingers went in between her fingers, and gently stroked her palm, "I just go back to do some work, and I will come back to take care of you."

"During this time, consider whether to bring Niancheng to Haicheng to live, okay?"

He asked softly, his words full of sincerity.

As soon as the words fell, Meng Lan's heart was filled with a faint bitterness, the bitterness seemed to reach the tip of her tongue, making it difficult for her to even open her lips.

"I will go back. Niancheng needs a better education, and Haicheng also has many unfulfilled wishes." She said in a deep voice, "But it has nothing to do with you."

Nothing to do with you……

But with one sentence, Feng Mu has been quietly pushed further and further away.

Meng Lan pushed open the door and got out of the car.

Behind her, Feng Mu quietly stared at her back, his slender fingers clenched the steering wheel tightly, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

……

When she came to the company, Meng Lan stood outside the office window, holding a cup of steaming coffee in her hand, staring at the luxury car downstairs.

She could see clearly that Feng Mu stayed downstairs for a long time before driving the car away.

During this time, what was he thinking...

"Menglan!" Suddenly, Lisa's sharp voice came from behind her.

After the words were finished, Meng Lan regained consciousness from her thoughts, trembling with fright, the hot coffee in her hand was splashed on the back of her hand.

"Hiss—" She gasped, then raised her head and looked in Lisa's direction.

All I could see was that Lisa was staring at her coldly, with a sneer of disdain on the corner of her lips,

"Yo, what are you thinking this morning? I heard that Feng Mu sent you to work this morning. You were ridiculed instead of being seduced?"

Meng Lan deliberately ignored her words, and gently placed the water glass on the table.

"Hmph, if I were you, I wouldn't be so presumptuous, and I wouldn't look at my own conditions. How could a divorced woman with a child be favored by Feng Mu?" Lisa tilted her head, Continue to laugh at her.

Meng Lan lowered her head and shook her head helplessly.

"However, I can still get in Feng Mu's car, but you can't!" Meng Lan said lightly, but every word was full of lethality.

Who would have thought that not only was she being entangled by Feng Mu, but even the "oil bottle" they called was Feng Mu's seed!

"You..." Lisa blushed from anger.

Meng Lan didn't bother to pay attention to her, she turned around and was about to leave.

Lisa stared at her back, gritted her teeth, and growled unconvinced, "Menglan, don't be complacent for too long, Mr. Li asked me to call you to his office, it's a big sign, something happened to you!"

problem occurs?
What does it mean?
Meng Lan's footsteps were slightly stagnant, but she didn't hesitate for a long time, and hurriedly walked towards Mr. Li's office.

"Knock knock—" Standing at the door, she raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door.

Soon, Mr. Li's heavy voice came from the office, "Come in."

After listening, Menglan's heart thumped heavily, and she always felt that something bad had happened.

Sure enough, just as she opened the door and went in, she saw Mr. Li was pacing back and forth anxiously with his hands behind his back.

Meng Lan subconsciously slowed down, walked in front of him, nodded respectfully,
"Mr. Li..."

"Don't call me, Menglan, Menglan, I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person!" Mr. Li turned around, his face was full of anger, and growled at her, "You really made me laugh!" completely lose hope!"

Meng Lan felt puzzled, "President Li, I don't understand what you are talking about..."

Mr. Li took out a newspaper from the desktop, threw it in front of her with a "snap", growled angrily,

"Keep your eyes wide open to see why you sold the design draft to our opponent Chenguang Group?"

"What?" Meng Lan was astonished.

She quickly stretched out her hand, holding the design draft tightly, and looked at the headlines above, her heart trembled heavily.

"Boom, Chenguang Group launched new products for Valentine's Day ahead of schedule today. This time it's specifically for couples and parents. As soon as it's on the market, the sales volume has surpassed Yunfan!"

And the two dresses launched by Chenguang Group, aren't they the design drafts of Menglan?

"This...how is this possible?" Meng Lan was slightly startled, even the fingers holding the corner of the book were trembling.

Mr. Li was so angry that his high blood pressure soared. He slightly raised his hand and stroked his forehead.

"Xiaomeng, I have high hopes for you, but you can do such a vile thing. You really disappoint me. From today on, Lisa will be in charge of all Mr. Feng's projects. I'll go home and think about it!"

After the words fell, Meng Lan's face suddenly turned pale.

She never left, the palms on both sides of her body were clenched into fists, her teeth were clenched, and she shouted in disbelief,

"Mr. Li, Chenguang Group is our enemy. Even if I'm stupid, I won't sell the design draft to them. I really didn't do such a thing."

"You still deny it?" Mr. Li slapped the table heavily, "The evidence is all in front of you."

Meng Lan bit her lips tightly, and retorted again unconvinced, "I was wronged, and I suspect that my design drawings were stolen."

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Li became more emotional, his face was full of anger,

"What do you mean, I am the only one who has touched this design draft of yours, could it be that I can leak it?"

"Of course not you." Meng Lan's expression was calm.

"Who else could it be..." Mr. Li suddenly realized something when he said this, and his face suddenly became heavy, "You mean Sister Hua..."

After all, the last time Menglan came to submit the final manuscript, only Sister Hua and Lisa were present.

(End of this chapter)