Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

Since Zhang Lan had said that Mu Qinghuan was on the way here, then Feng Cheng would calmly be seated and would not speak any further.

After half an hour had passed, Mu Qinghuan called Zhang Lan and told him that she couldn't come for the time being.

"Since she can't come, let's eat first." Smiling, Zhang Lan had been starving to the point that her chest was sticking to her back. Of course, this kind of smile was aimed at Feng Cheng and not Mu Qinghuan.

"Ms. Zhang, I think you're mistaken. I didn't come here to have a meal with you." Since Feng Cheng had explained it so clearly, if Zhang Lan still could not understand, then it would be unfair to her age.

It seemed that Feng Cheng's purpose for coming was to see Mu Qinghuan.

Indeed, Feng Cheng directly stated, "She won't come, you won't be able to get the money."

Zhang Lan was confused when she heard it, and asked puzzledly, "Did you guys argue? Actually, my Qinghuan is pretty good at everything, it's just that she doesn't have a good temper, please take care of him. "

Seeing that it was impossible for Mu Qinghuan to come over, Feng Cheng immediately stood up. Although he knew that Zhang Lan was asking for money, he did not say a word about it.

Seeing Feng Cheng about to leave, Zhang Lan was of course shocked. She immediately smiled and said, "How about this, I'll give Qinghuan a call to rush him! Since she's so filial, she will definitely come! "

It was impossible for Mu Qinghuan to not care about her. Not only did Zhang Lan call Mu Qinghuan, she even made her dizzy on the phone!

"What?" Mom, where are you feeling unwell? I'll rush over right now! " In the end, when Mu Qinghuan pushed open the door, the first thing she saw was the lively Zhang Lan and the gloomy Feng Cheng.

Actually, when she walked into the room, Mu Qinghuan already had a premonition that she might run into Feng Cheng.

She thought that even if Zhang Lan wanted to date Feng Cheng, Feng Cheng might not necessarily come over. After all, she had already sent the divorce certificate to him, and in these three months, in order to make Qiao Wennuan happy, he might have already signed for divorce.

Then, her and Feng Cheng's relationship could be considered to be in the past. Since Feng Cheng didn't like being with Zhang Lan, it shouldn't be possible for her to appear.

But who would have thought … He still came.

What made Mu Qinghuan so angry was that his mother actually mentioned on the phone that she was not feeling well just to get her to come over for dinner.

She really meant it.

"Mom, if you want me to come over for dinner in the future, just tell me the truth. Don't lie to me and say that you're not feeling well." Along the way, Mu Qinghuan had made bad assumptions several times, as she was afraid that Zhang Lan would really faint in the restaurant.

"I'm not lying to you at all. I really didn't feel well just now. But since you came over, why don't you sit down to eat?" As the atmosphere relaxed, Zhang Lan saw that there was a distance between Mu Qinghuan and herself and frowned, "Qinghuan, sit over there."

"Mom, since you say that you feel dizzy and uncomfortable, then I will sit here and take care of your meal." Mu Qinghuan's dignified words stopped Zhang Lan in her tracks.

Don't just take care of me, you also take care of Young Master Feng. In order to wait for you to eat, we've waited for over half an hour. Look, many of the dishes are cold. Zhang Lan unceasingly looked at Mu Qinghuan, but unfortunately, Mu Qinghuan did not want to care.

"Mom, you should eat by yourself. I don't have time to take care of anyone. After I finish eating, I still have to go to work. I'm not that free." As she ate, Mu Qinghuan was truly hungry, and she had never eaten so much before, thus, even though the food was cold, she still had an appetite.

She thought she had just come back from the mountains. He ate very badly in a pitiful manner.

Not eating, Feng Cheng sat up straight and sized Mu Qinghuan up without batting an eyelid. He faintly noticed that her face had become thinner, and her originally round and incomparable chin had become somewhat pointed. Her hair was casually tied up, revealing her full forehead, just like a student.

"I'm full." Just as Mu Qinghuan was about to leave, Zhang Lan pressed her forehead against hers and said, "This time, I really feel a little dizzy."

"Mom!" Mu Qinghuan could tell that Zhang Lan was pretending, but she was also worried that there was something wrong with her.

"What I mean is, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Your salary, what can it be like? It will only be restored after three months." Zhang Lan was extremely discontented, and in front of Feng Cheng's eyes, she could not ask Mu Qinghuan for money, because Feng Cheng had warned her before, so she did not dare to.

"I need to go to the bathroom." Although Mu Qinghuan was worried about her mother's body, she didn't like the atmosphere of being cheated and squeezed. This time, she didn't run away, but really went to the washroom.

The sound of water splashing could be heard …

After completely washing her face, Mu Qinghuan suddenly raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror.

Her eyes were red and swollen, with a tinge of moisture in them. Then, she smiled, and her tears flowed down her cheeks and gathered on her chin.

She just could not understand why that man would insist on appearing. Actually, he did not have to come for Zhang Lan's meal.

As for him, he wasn't just here. He was sitting there from beginning to end, completely motionless. On the surface, he didn't seem to exist, but he was giving her a sense of pressure.

Ridiculous! He didn't want her!

She did not do anything wrong!

After taking a deep breath, Mu Qinghuan put on some makeup so that she looked more spirited and walked out the door.

Suddenly, Mu Qinghuan bumped into a tall, familiar figure, but she didn't completely smash into it.

"Where have you been recently? Live outside? " In short, this woman could not go to the Mu family's residence and could not go to Sun Ziyang's apartment, because Feng Cheng had already ruled out all possibilities. There was only one left, she was going to rent a house.

"Mr. Feng …" "Excuse me, I'll go say hi to my mom, I'm going to work later." Her tone was cold and indifferent, even though Mu Qinghuan was looking straight at Feng Cheng, but in his eyes, there was no longer that ambiguous, expectant light!

She ignored his question and did not take him seriously at all.

Once upon a time, she would have been good, but that was because she thought of him as her husband. Now, they were just strangers.

Just as Mu Qinghuan brushed past him, Feng Cheng suddenly grabbed her hand, "Answer my question."

"Because of my father, you are concerned about where I live? You want to know how I've been, don't you? " Mu Qinghuan flung Feng Cheng off. "I'm an adult, I know how to take care of myself and how to live my life, I don't need you to worry!"

However, Feng Cheng held her back once again, "I haven't signed the divorce papers yet!"