till maintains a certain level of restraint in his words and actions, so as to avoid being misunderstood. 。He Hanchuan said 。Jiang Qi Feng called the waiter over and ordered a glass of red wine, "I w...After hesitating for a long time, Menglan still took out her phone from her pocket and directly opened an app called Meituan. She flipped through it casually for a few times.

"How about we order takeout What do you feel like eating, I'll treat you."

Seeing Menglan's actions, Feng Mu's eyes suddenly turned cold, a sneer curling at the corner of his lips, "Women are truly hypocritical."

"I...where am I being insincere I even invited you to dinner, if you don't want to eat, just say so, it's not like it'll save me any money!" Menglan snorted coldly, her displeasure evident. She continued to scroll through the software on her phone with laser focus.

Although she rarely eats unhealthy food on the outside, she's always being poisoned by Feng Mu's dark cuisine, isn't that tough

After all, she still has a son to raise and relies on him to support her in her old age. She wouldn't commit suicide before that day just because she can't wait.

Feng Mu looked at Meng Lan's proud and arrogant look, the corner of his lips slightly raised, sketching a pampered smile.

Only Menglan disliked him so openly.

No matter what she did, Feng Mu could unconditionally forgive her and wouldn't get angry at all.

After Menglan finished ordering takeout, she put her phone aside and took out her sketchbook, starting to draw design sketches.

And Feng Mu stared at the dish of forgotten celery on the table, his eyes full of helplessness. To know, he could actually cook, but he insisted on pretending not to. How difficult was that

Soon, the door was knocked on.

Dreamland, whose stomach was growling from hunger, suddenly brightened her eyes. She hurriedly threw away the drawing board in her hand and ran out the door.

He pushed open the door and saw, a delivery man standing at the doorway, waving the bag in his hand towards her.

"Hello, Miss. This is your food order from the website. Please check it carefully."

"Thank you," Menglan Mian said gratefully, quickly taking the bag from the delivery person's hand before slamming the door shut.

"Dinner's ready," Menglan placed the bag on the table and casually called out to Feng Mu.

That attitude was particularly casual, almost as if they were about to write "I'm just being polite, you can eat it or not" right on their face.

"What are we having" Feng Mu walked out of the bathroom after washing his hands.

Menglan reached out and untied the package, taking out the hamburger and various fried chicken snacks inside. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, "Eat quickly, you're starving!"

Saying that, she tore off the wrapping paper of a hamburger, opened her mouth, and took a big bite.

"Aren't you having a barbecue downstairs" Feng Mu looked at her rather unsightly eating habits, the corner of his lips curving into a wry smile.

"How could that possibly fill you up And besides, the beer took up all the room! Forget it, I'm never eating barbecue at night again." Menglan's voice was laced with displeasure.

At the thought of what had happened this evening, she couldn't help but shiver.

It was fortunate that Feng Mu appeared just in time tonight, otherwise she might have been taken away by those hooligans.

"Just keep that in your heart." Feng Mu raised his hand and wiped the grease from the corner of her lips. "Next time you want to have midnight snacks, you can find me anytime. I'm right next door, just knock on the door."

Feeling the warmth of his fingertips, Menglan's spine shuddered slightly and her cheeks flushed.

But soon, she turned her head away, avoiding his touch.

"Mr. Feng, please be more self-aware." Menglan's voice immediately turned cold, filled with a strong sense of alienation, "You have a fiancée, and your care towards me seems inappropriate."

Listening to Menglan's words, Feng Mu's eyes darkened. He slightly parted his red lips, wanting to instinctively explain, "Gu Shan... she isn't mine anymore..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Menglan interrupted him in a low voice, “Mr. Feng, hurry up and eat. It’ll get cold if we wait any longer, and it won't taste as good.”

"...."

Feng Mu's eyes were complex, his gaze fixed on her, unwilling to look away. He seemed to be hesitating whether or not to continue speaking.

Meng Lan sighed wearily, "Mr. Feng, I'm tired, and I want to rest earlier. Do you think this reason is enough"

"Fine," Feng Mu responded in a low voice, letting the conversation die abruptly. He lowered his head and continued to eat the hamburger in his hand.

His relationship with Menglan is very complicated.

So he needed some time to think carefully about how to explain things to Menglan.

Mulan instantly lost her appetite, nibbling at the burger in her hand. But her heart was a jumble of complex emotions.

She had to admit that there were moments when she was unintentionally touched by Feng Mu, but as soon as she thought about the fact that he was about to marry Gu Shan, she could quickly suppress it.

Right now, her relationship with Feng Mu is just a business one. He's her boss, and that's it.

Menglan, you need to figure out the facts and don't do anything over the line.

Definitely!

……

The next day.

After Meng Lan topped up her sleep, she took a taxi to the film and television base. Tomorrow was Valentine's Day, and today she had to finish filming.

Time was tight, all staff entered high-density work, Meng Lan was the same, so she rushed to the film and television base early in the morning.

As a result, when she arrived at the recording studio, she found that all the staff were ready, but they still hadn't started work.

And those directors and staff members who stayed in the recording studio were on edge, their faces etched with worry, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The director was getting impatient, stamping his feet and hurriedly asking, "What are you all doing Have you kept calling Has Gu Shan replied to you"

"Not yet." One worker emerged from the corner, speaking softly, "I just called her assistant. She's already on her way and should be here soon."

"I'm going to lose my mind!" The director reached out and rubbed his buzzing, throbbing headache. He spoke in a hurried voice, reminding himself, "We were already running out of time, and now this happens! She's injured, and I don't even know if we can finish shooting today."

Complaining as they might, the whole crew could only grit their teeth and continue waiting for Gu Shan's arrival.

After all, she is Feng Mu's fiancee. Who dares to speak lightly

Meanwhile, Menglan watched everything unfold before her eyes. Her brows furrowed, and a shadow of displeasure darkened her gaze.

If she's not mistaken, Gu Shan hasn't been in the industry for a few years, has she Her talent just became popular recently, and she's already started acting like a big star

Why would the crew tolerate this!

……

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Gu Shan to arrive at the film set. She was wearing a black trench coat and sunglasses, looking mysterious.

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Please remember the first publication domain of this book: . Biquge mobile reading URL:hers.Meng Lan felt that she and Xiang Wan truly had a kind of fate in the dark.Five years ago, she worked at Meng Huisuo under He Hanchuan's company, and that's how she met Xiang Wan.Now, after going...