from knocking, he'll definitely get suspicious. But if she doesn't stop him and goes in with him to see Old Master He, her lies will probably be exposed soon...There was a wolf in front and a tiger be..."I don't drink!"

Menglan stepped forward, clapping her hands on the table and leaning down, glaring at him, “Mr. Li, please give me an explanation. Didn’t you say that you would give me some time for the design draft and I would clarify it as soon as possible Why was it allowed for the Feng Group to acquire it”

Looking at her excited expression, Mr. Li's body trembled slightly.

He raised his hand, wiping the sweat from his temples, and soothed her in a low voice.

"Xiaomeng, you're just too easily excited. This time, I didn't spare any effort to speak up for you, but an arm... can't overpower a leg!"

As she listened to him, Menglan's breathing became increasingly uneven, and she purposely emphasized her words.

"I don't understand, could you please explain it to me clearly!"

Mr. Li walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window, hands clasped behind his back, pretending to be profound and reminding everyone.

"This time you can't blame me for not being loyal. I haven't spared any effort in helping you buy time, but this time it was a decision made by the Fong Group. It is said that Sister Hua submitted the design draft, and just by looking at it, they decided on Lisa."

The Feng Group

Only Feng Mu could have the authority to make such a big decision.

At this thought, Menglan's breath suddenly grew cold.

A faint bitterness lingered on her tongue, quickly seeping into her heart and making it hard for her to breathe.

She curled her lip, a self-deprecating sneer.

It's laughable how she thought Feng Mu came to Yun City these days to be nice to her!

Li Zong gauged her emotions. Seeing that she had calmed down a bit, he picked up his water glass and took a light sip.

"Xiaomeng, it's not that I'm saying this to you, I told you long ago not to offend Feng Mu, there's nothing good that comes out of it, but you just wouldn't listen to me. Look, isn't this what happened"

He continued to persuade, "Otherwise, you might as well just concede to Mr. Feng, and this matter can be let go."

Yield

Since Feng Mu had already brought matters to this point, there was no point in her trying to appease him any further.

Even like this, I will continue to look for evidence to clear things up. Menglan clenched her fists tightly, gritting her teeth, and seriously reminded, "I won't give up."

Right now, there are just so many people in the company who have opinions about her.

She had to find evidence to prove that she wasn't that kind of person.

……

After leaving the office, Menglan returned to the office. Lisa hadn't left yet and was sharing candy with her colleagues.

As soon as Lisa heard her enter, she walked up smiling.

"Dream Designer, how did it go I didn't lie to you, the Fong Group really chose my design."

Meng Lan didn't respond, but her colleagues suddenly started teasing her.

"Lisa, why are you still talking so much nonsense with her She's just jealous of you!"

"That's it! Who let her sell her own design drafts for a little profit!"

In the crowd, someone—nobody knew who—threw a newspaper directly on the ground. "Humph, Lisa's about to sign a contract with the Feng Group, this news is all over the place! This time, Lisa really brought glory to the company!"

Menglan's heart was filled with unease. She was packing up her bag at work.

Just as she was about to leave, she lowered her eyes and unconsciously glanced at the newspapers on the floor.

For a moment, Menglan's face turned deathly pale.

But she didn't say anything, just picked up her things and left the office.

Past experience told her there was no need to waste her time arguing with this group, it would be better to save her energy and look for the truth.

Only by clearing her name and getting back her original designs can she have a voice.

……

Haicheng.

At the same time, Feng Mu was busy after returning from Yun City, with meetings of all sizes non-stop.

Finally having some free time, Feng Mu could check his phone. But in the messages section, all he saw were work reports from business partners.

Feng Mu turned over the pages several times, even browsing Menglan's circle of friends.

Not even a single greeting text message from her!

After watching, Feng Mu's handsome face suddenly sank. His slender fingers shrank and clenched his phone tightly.

This goddamn woman, doesn't she have a heart

At least you should ask him if he's gotten off the plane, right

Knock knock—

Just then, the office door suddenly creaked open.

Feng Mu was pulled back to his senses, his tone slightly displeased, "Come in."

Soon, the assistant Chen Yi pushed open the door and entered, carrying a lunch box in his hand. He respectfully reminded,

"Mr. Feng, you've been in meetings all day and haven't eaten anything. You should have something to eat and replenish your energy."

"Well, just put it on the table." Feng Mu's tone was indifferent, his expression downcast, and he didn't seem very interested.

After putting down his lunchbox, Chen Yi did not leave.

After waiting for a while, Feng Mu finally noticed his hesitant expression. His brow furrowed slightly.

"Just say what you want to say, a big man stuttering like that"

Hearing his words, Chen Yi finally gathered the courage to reach behind him and slowly pull out a newspaper, handing it to him.

"Mr. Feng, after you left Yun City, Miss Meng's design drawings had problems. It is said that she greedily sought a high price and secretly sold them to another company."

"Impossible." Feng Mu raised his voice. "She wouldn't do such a despicable thing."

"My subordinates feel the same way, but things have gotten a little out of control." Chen Yi sighed softly. "There's also another matter, General Feng, please take a look."

Feng Mu picked up the newspaper and after reading it, his face turned as dark as a stormy cloud.

When did I ever tell you that the Fong Corporation's Valentine's Day clothing designs needed Lisa's blueprints

Chen Yi couldn't help but shiver.

"My subordinate has been busy with other work these days and knows nothing about this. However, I inquired about it and apparently...it's Miss Shan Shan's idea!"

When Feng Mu heard the name "Shan Shan," his face changed slightly.

"Tell the media to immediately halt the spread of this news. Anyone who spreads these baseless rumors will be dealt with legally!" Feng Mu's voice was frigid, but his face finally held a few less degrees of anger.

He got up, picked up his dinner, and walked out of the meeting room.

Chen Yi silently watched his figure disappear from sight, then sighed helplessly.

Who doesn't know, within the entire Feng Group, this Miss Gu Shan holds a different meaning to Feng Mu. Anyone can be offended, but this little ancestor is absolutely someone you cannot afford to offend.

And now, Gu Shan is taking advantage of Meng Lan's downfall by secretly getting Feng Mu to finalize Lisa's design draft. It's clear she wants to declare her dominance.

Here we go then.

Get ready for another good show.

……

City of Clouds.

In a certain cafe, Menglan wore a light blue shirt with a white irregular short skirt. Her slightly curled hair was combed back, exuding an indescribable literary charm.

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