but not allowing her to retaliate, Xiang Wan couldn't figure out what her sister-in-law was planning!Could it be that Jiang Qingran or Old Master He instructed her sister-in-law to find a way to separ...Dad...

For him, who had been missing his father's love since childhood, the appearance of this stranger left him utterly confused.

Father… what exactly is he like

Liu Niancheng sat quietly in his study for a long time, staring at Feng Mu's photo.

I was both surprised and curious.

He didn't pack up the photos carefully and put them back in the drawer until he felt sleepy at night, then he walked out of the study.

No matter what, he couldn't let Menglan discover that he was paying attention to Feng Mu's news, or else, she would be very sad~.

……

The next day

The alarm clock rang, jolting Menglan awake from her sleep. She raised her hand, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and pulled the small figure beside her into her arms.

"Niànchéng, wake up," she softly reminded. "We should go wash up, then go to kindergarten!"

Waking up from his sleep, Liu Niancheng wore a look of grievance on his face, “I know, Mommy~”.

He groaned softly and sat up from the bed, tilting his chubby little face slightly upward, with dark circles under his eyelids.

Seeing him like this, Menglan was truly taken aback. She hurriedly reached out and gently caressed her son's little head, asking in surprise,

"Niancheng, did you stay up all night last night What's going on"

Listening to her words, Liu Niancheng's eyes flickered with a hint of guilt, but he opened his mouth with an unconvincing firmness,

"No, she's just thinking that it's Monday and she has to go to kindergarten today, so she's too excited to sleep!"

Fearful that Menglan might ask him what was going on, Liu Niancheng lifted the covers and walked towards the living room with his feet on the cold floor.

Looking at his departing small figure, Menglan's brows furrowed, a sense of confusion rising in her heart.

What's going on

She remembered that before reading sincerity, the thing she hated most was Monday. Could it be that as she got older, the child loved going to school more and more

Thinking about this, Menglan's heart was still very happy, so she hurried to wash up and cook for her son.

After breakfast, Menglan sent her son to kindergarten. On her way to the company, she suddenly received a call from Mr. Li.

Meng Lan reached out and drew across the receiver, before she could even speak, a furious roar came from the other end of the phone, it was Mr. Li's voice.

"I said, Xiaomeng, what on earth are you doing Didn't I tell you never to offend Mr. Feng You went and offended him thoroughly!"

Mr. Li's voice is exceptionally loud, there is no doubt that it would deafen one's eardrums.

Meng Lan's body leaned back, scratching her ear with her hand, and asked in puzzlement, "President Li, what do you mean"

"You have the nerve to ask You swore up and down in the office before that there was nothing wrong with this design, so why did it get scrapped by Mr. CEO"

What!

Meng Lan felt confused and asked in a low voice, "Why Even if you're going to be executed, there should be a reason, right What went wrong"

After that outburst, Mr. Li's anger seemed to dissipate, and his tone gradually calmed down.

He let out a heavy sigh and said helplessly, “I don’t really know the specifics. Anyway, Mr. Fu’s secretary just said your design draft is not qualified and told you to go find him if you have any questions.”

"I said to Xiaomeng, I know there must be some conflict between you and Mr. Feng, but work shouldn't be done out of spite. After all, they are still our partners, don't you think"

"I understand. I'll go talk to Mr. Feng properly." Meng Lan said helplessly, then "click," she hung up the phone.

Her hands clenched tightly on the steering wheel, her breath ragged, a spark of anger blazing in her eyes.

What's wrong with the design draft.

This is clearly Feng Mu deliberately making things difficult for her!

Soon, Menglan had already driven the car to the hotel. After taking the car keys, she walked straight towards Feng Mu's room.

"Bang bang!" She reached out and pounded on the door heavily.

Soon, the door was pushed open. Feng Mu estimated that he had just wanted to go out, wearing an expensive black suit, tall and handsome, raising his hand to fasten his cufflinks.

"Here" A smile touched his lips when he saw Menglan.

Looking at his smiling face, Menglan's anger grew even deeper. She strode into the room and scolded him harshly.

"Feng Mu, can you be any more despicable To think of such a method! I admit there's resentment between us, but can't you keep emotions out of work"

Hearing her words, Feng Mu's handsome face darkened slightly.

"Who told you I scrapped your design because of past grudges"

"Isn't that so"

After Menglan calmed down, a hint of embarrassment flashed in her eyes. She coughed heavily, “Then I don’t understand. What’s wrong with my design draft I hope Mr. Feng can give me some guidance.”

Listening to her words, Feng Mu wasn't angry at all, but instead pulled up a chair and sat down slowly.

He picked up the design drawing of Menglan on the table, his eyes darkened, and he asked her,

"Let's talk about your design concept first."

Mentioning professional knowledge, Menglan instantly perked up and spoke slowly, "After all, it was Valentine's Day when it was launched, so I thought long and hard, the design concept revolves around love, such as…"

"Love" Feng Mu interrupted her coldly, slapping the design draft onto the table. His tone was serious, "The couple's outfit counts as you passing, but this parent-child set of designs, I can't see any concept of love at all!"

Listening to his words, Menglan's face flushed with embarrassment.

Looking at the design draft on the table, which had been shot down, I couldn't help but clench my fists and emphasize each syllable as I spoke.

"I don't understand that point of view. Since Mr. Feng understands it so well, why not give me some guidance"

Feng Mu's handsome face was cold, his slender fingers gently tapped on the blueprints on the tea table, and he reminded coldly,

"This set of children's clothes is too feminine. There's no sign of the father's presence at all. Although the overall design is quite beautiful, it doesn't rule out the possibility of some special customers."

"If we go public like this, we're bound to lose some customers. Then, who would be responsible for the money we lose The dream designers"

" "..." Listening to his words, Menglan was speechless. "

She stomped up to him, picked up the design drawing, and studied it carefully several times. She didn't think it was too feminine.

After all, Feng Mu was the client, Meng Lan could only suppress the anger in her heart and asked politely,

"If you're still not satisfied, I can take it back and revise it. I just don't know where Mr. Feng thinks the feminization is."

Feng Mu's handsome face was taut as he picked up the water glass from the tea table and took a light sip. "I'm just offering my opinion. How to modify it specifically shouldn't be a consideration for Dream Designers,"

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