ange that day. Jiang Qingran was usually so easygoing, why would she be so insistent on the details of the adventure... Well, turns out there was something waiting for her here!He had made countless...He bowed slightly and offered her a pair of chopsticks. This sudden closeness allowed Menglan to smell the oil smoke emanating from him, an unpleasant scent, yet she felt a strange sense of surprise.

After all, Feng Mu is a cleanliness freak.

Menglan pulled back her seat and lightly twirled the noodles with her chopsticks, blowing away the heat before sending them to her mouth.

The springy aroma of the noodles tickled her taste buds.

Feng Mu leaned back against the chair, a glimmer of hope in his eyes as he looked at her, "How does it taste"

"It's delicious." Menglan nodded firmly.

This isn't an exaggeration at all, Feng Mu's cooking skills have obviously improved by leaps and bounds compared to five years ago.

"Eat more if it's good. You've lost too much weight." Feng Mu picked up his chopsticks and added some dishes to her bowl, his handsome face full of tenderness.

Menglan secretly glanced at him, her heart stirred.

Because of the recent praise, Feng Mu was surprisingly happy like a child.

If it had been a few days ago, she probably never would have imagined that she could be sitting with Feng Mu like an old friend at the same dinner table.

Meng Lan was already full after eating half the noodles.

She put down her chopsticks, picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth, as if she had made some major decision. She then spoke seriously,

"Ryan was having a really good time today, I agree with you, he does need a father figure. In the future, as long as he's willing, you can come hang out with him."

Listening to Menglan's words, Feng Mu's eyes showed a hint of joy.

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

Meng Lan looked at him, without saying a word, stood up and was about to leave.

Just as she was about to turn away, Feng Mu suddenly reached out and grasped her arm tightly. His low voice was laced with a tenderness that was almost overwhelming, "What about you"

Menglan's footsteps faltered, the place he had touched was as hot as if it had been branded with iron.

It is late at night.

The living room was deathly quiet, so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

Only Feng Mu's low voice, calmly and leisurely reminded him.

"Xiaorui, time flies. We've both become parents now and aren't as young as we used to be. You've been in Yuncheng with the children for five whole years. When do you plan on coming back"

When will you go back.

Back to the place that caused her all her tragedies and heartbreak

Menglan's eyes held a trace of pain, her chest felt as if a raging fire was about to erupt, but she quickly suppressed it with all her might.

"I will go back. Cheng is about to start elementary school, and he needs the best education."

Feng Mu hurriedly spoke up, “Don’t worry about this, I will find him the last school and get you a job in the design department of Feng Shi Group.”

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

She let out a sigh and said softly, "Feng Mu, if you want to take responsibility for Nian Cheng's future, I won't interfere, nor do I have the right. But my life, please don't bother yourself with it."

"Five years ago, we already broke up peacefully. Now, apart from the children, we don't have anything to do with each other, right"

"...Feng Mu didn't speak, but his breathing grew heavier and a pang of grief flashed in his eyes!"

But the reason he came to Yun City and was willing to risk his life to do these things was all because of Menglan.

Now, she has nothing to do with it.

This makes Feng Mu's efforts over so many days meaningless, doesn't it

"It's getting late, get some rest." Menglan politely bid farewell, and after finishing her words, she turned and walked towards the study.

The moment she closed the door, she leaned against the frame, her teeth clenched tight on her lip, trying to suppress the pang of sadness with pain, but tears streamed silently down her cheeks.

Now she is no longer young.

After years of weathering the storm, the animosity in her eyes had softened. Perhaps she no longer harbored hatred for Feng Mu, but all she could do was sit down and have a heart-to-heart conversation with him.

How could it not hurt

It's just a matter of choosing to forget.

The ability of an adult is to quickly put their facial emotions in order.

Menglan raised her hand, wiping the tears from her face. After regaining her composure, she took a step towards the desk where the books were placed.

She picked up her brush and redrew on the canvas. This time, her thoughts were crystal clear, her ideas flowing like a spring. There was no difficulty at all.

……

The next day

Menglan hurried to the company. After putting down her bag, she carried the design drawings to Li's office.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw that in addition to Mr. Li, there was also Lisa and a very fashionable woman sitting in the office.

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

"Miss Hua" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!

Meng Lan walked into the office obediently, but seeing the unfamiliar woman in front of her, she felt puzzled.

"That's right, Hua Jie is a well-known fashion consultant in the industry, and this time she even collaborated with Feng Group. The Valentine's Day clothing you've been working on recently, she was also involved." Li Zong smiled with curved eyebrows, he walked forward and bent down to pour a cup of tea for Hua Jie.

From his attentive manner, Menglan could tell that this courtesan's status was not ordinary.

She quickly walked forward and greeted her respectfully, "Sister Hua, hello."

"You are the designer often praised by Mr. Li and spotted at a glance by Mu Feng" Hua Jie slightly raised her eyes to look at her, her smile was faint but her eyes were shrewd.

"You flattered me too much." Menglan smiled shyly, "It was just luck on my part."

Meng Lan smiled softly, “Luck is also part of strength, you know.”

"Aunt Hua~," Lisa said, clinging to Hua Jie's arm, her tone clearly displeased. "Why do you always praise her I participated in this design too, why don't you give me some encouragement either"

Looking at her, Hua Jie's eyes were filled with love. She gently tapped the girl's nose with her finger,

"Silly girl, it's fine to act cute at home, but this is a company. Mr. Li is watching here, you can't be unreasonable."

"No, please!"

Mr. Li wiped the sweat from his forehead silently, and with a smile, he reminded, "It's nothing, Lisa usually works very hard. We are all family, no need to be so unfamiliar."

"Heard that, auntie I'm under your watchful eye now."

Lisa lightly shook Hua Jie's arm playfully, and during their conversation, she also gave Meng Lan a boastful glance.

Upon seeing this, Meng Lan's face paled slightly.

No wonder Lisa, who is so arrogant and domineering in her daily life, could become the CEO's assistant at such a young age.

Turns out it's a relative.

If Hua Jie is really that capable, then the competition with Lisa next will be quite challenging.

"Miss Meng, I heard you've been buried in design drafts lately. It must be hard work. You're holding the latest version of the clothing designs, aren't you If you don't mind, could you show me"

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