Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 706 We Are Just a Partnership
At night, after Menglan put her son to sleep, she went to the study again, lit a yellowish lamp, and concentrated on drawing the design draft at hand.

When you are so busy, you forget the time.

It wasn't until early in the morning that Menglan finished the first draft, and after careful confirmation, she showed a satisfied smile.

There should be no problem.

After tidying up the things on the desk, Meng Lan sat on the chair, rubbed her sore shoulders, her eyelids were full of fatigue.

But at this moment, there was a sound of rustling footsteps behind the curtain.

Although it was not heavy, Ke Menglan could hear it very clearly.

After noticing the movement, Meng Lan opened her eyes suddenly, her heart tightened suddenly, and even her breathing became short of breath.

Although he lived in the countryside of Yuncheng, mice or wild cats would come to his door from time to time at night, but the movement was obviously coming from people.

Sensing the strangeness, Meng Lan suddenly shuddered.

She subconsciously stood up, picked up the iron rod hidden behind the door, and walked slowly towards the curtain.

Standing not far away, she took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to open the curtains.

Immediately, she raised the iron rod in her hand high.

You can take a closer look.

Behind the curtains, there was no one there!
Seeing this, Menglan couldn't help being shocked, and thought to herself: What's going on?She obviously heard voices just now, could it be that she is really under a lot of work pressure and has auditory hallucinations?

Doubts are doubts, but I didn't think much about it. I threw away the iron rod in my hand and went back to my room to sleep.

She has been too sensitive recently, it seems that she really needs more sleep.

Meng Lan was really sleepy, she fell asleep after touching the pillow for a while.

She never expected that there was a tall figure standing on the balcony, with his back facing the howling wind on the top of the mountain, with stars shining above his head, and his suit pants and shirt were rustling.

After seeing Meng Lan sleeping soundly, the man quietly opened the door and walked into the room.

He walked to the bed, bent his knees slightly, half-kneeled on the floor, and helped her cover the quilt very gently.

After all this was done, the man didn't leave, he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her, his eyes that were usually cold and calm were rippling with tenderness.

Raising his hand slightly, his rough fingertips gently stroked the woman's cheek, as if stroking a peerless treasure.

And only at this time.

Only then did he dare to be aboveboard and look at her without any scruples.

……

The next day, although Meng Lan set the alarm clock, she still got up late, and finally sent Liu Niancheng to the kindergarten.

But Menglan was miserable, just in time for the morning and high season, the car was blocked on the road, and she couldn't get out no matter what.

Seeing that she was going to be late, Menglan had no choice but to dial Mr. Li's phone resignedly.

"Hey, Xiaomeng, I just happened to be looking for you." The call was answered quickly, and Mr. Li's voice was gentle.

After listening, Meng Lan explained cautiously,
"Mr. Li, I was stuck on the road. I might be half an hour late today. Let me tell you, you can just deduct it from your salary...

"What else am I thinking about? This small county likes to be stuck in traffic. Take your time, don't worry, you are a great contributor to our company now, and I won't deduct your salary!" Mr. Li said empathetically. Inside and outside, the intention to please is too obvious.

Meng Lan pursed her lips.

"By the way, Xiaomeng, where are you stuck now?"

Listening to his words, Meng Lan looked around, staring at the card screen on the high-rise building in front of her, she opened her mouth to explain,
"It's at the World Trade Center right now."

"It's an unfortunate coincidence. Mr. Feng lives in the Mia Hotel in the World Trade Center. You are also very close to each other. Why don't you go and hand over the design to him, and have breakfast with him?" Mr. Li said obliquely. remind.

Listening to what he said, Meng Lan's fingers pinching the steering wheel tightened slightly.

She went to the hotel to find Feng Mu?
What is this like?

"Mr. Li, I'm afraid this might be inappropriate. We can discuss any job in the company." She hesitated.

But Mr. Li suddenly emphasized the syllable, and interrupted her in a deep voice, "What's wrong with this, Xiaomeng, you can completely treat Mr. Feng as the sponsor of your cooperation, and accompany him well, don't be so big The psychological burden, let’s do this project well first.”

"By the way, Mr. Feng is in the 502 presidential suite. Remember, don't have any conflicts with him."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Li didn't give her a chance to answer, and hung up the phone with a "snap".

Holding the steering wheel in her hands, Meng Lan stared at the gradually diverging vehicles in front of her, with a trace of struggle in her eyes.

But she didn't think about it for long, and drove the car towards the hotel.

President Li is right.

She treated Feng Mu as her co-financier and got along with her.

What's more, five years later, there were not so many complicated relationships between them, and she didn't need to be on guard everywhere.

Let's talk about this cooperation project first.

……

Thinking of this, Menglan felt a lot more at ease, first drove the car to the best breakfast restaurant nearby, bought according to Feng Mu's previous taste, and then rushed to the hotel.

Standing at the door, she raised her hand and tapped on the door.

"Bang bang—"

No one responded.

Meng Lan frowned, and was about to knock again, when she heard a "creak", and the door was pushed open.

All I could see was that Feng Mu's upper body was naked, his muscles were blood pumping, and he was wiping his wet hair with a towel in his hand.

Looking at this scene, Meng Lan's face turned red, and she exclaimed "Ah".

"Rogue, you...why don't you wear clothes?" She complained aloud, then silently turned her back to him.

Hearing Meng Lan's words, Feng Mu chuckled helplessly, "This is where I live, you trespassed without authorization, and now you accuse me of being wrong, what's the reason?"

"I..." Meng Lan tried to speak, but found that she was speechless.

"You...don't say such nonsense, hurry up and put on your clothes."

Feng Mu looked at her, his falcon-like pupils were full of tenderness.

He walked back to the room, put on the white shirt and suit pants again, picked up the valuable watch on the coffee table, tied the strap, and ordered lightly,
"come in."

Listening to what he said, Meng Lan finally regained her composure.

She was always vigilant, and first turned her body to an angle of more than 40 degrees, spread her fingers, and secretly cast her gaze over.

And when she saw that Feng Mu was really dressed, she felt relieved.

Feng Mu saw her series of actions in his eyes, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, "Don't worry, I haven't been hungry and thirsty in the public, and I haven't done anything to you yet."

"How dare you!" Meng Lan responded angrily.

(End of this chapter)