As soon as he stopped the car for less than two seconds, Director An walked quickly and respectfully, took the first step, and opened the rear door, although the person who opened the door could still feel very restrained with a smile on his lips, and even his voice was low and extremely humble, "Mr. Han, you don't have to come deliberately, Miss Fang, then I will solve it." ”

After that, I held up the umbrella in my hand, the weather was cold, but there was still some afterglow at the corner of the sky.

After a few words, Director An excused himself to leave, Cheng Yicai took the umbrella and strode to Han Mufeng's side, his tone was a little strange: "This Director An said something good, no one in private knows that he has a good relationship with Fang Qian, I'm afraid this time he is deliberately looking for an excuse to come to you, if Fang Qian becomes the proprietress of Xingchen, he will also ascend to the sky in one step." ”

The person under the umbrella paused, stretched out his hand to knock off the umbrella of the person opposite, and his expression was a little cold: "Since you know, you still support me to come on this trip?" ”

Cheng Yi leaned over to pick up the umbrella, took the umbrella, and looked aggrieved: "Boss, why do you blame me for the romantic debt you owe?" Besides, since you came back from the United States, you have not been happy, and you are just distracted. ”

"Go check someone for me." He raised his feet and walked towards the Qing Palace to take pictures.

"You say—"

"A well-known female lawyer in the legal profession - Meng Ran."

"You want a lawsuit?" Cheng Yi's eyes widened, "Boss, this Miss Fang is a matter of contract details, you don't need to be serious, not to mention, we can't afford to mess with the major shareholder behind Miss Fang......"

"Look into her recent case." Han Mufeng interrupted him, took the umbrella in his hand, and his tone was even colder, "Go immediately." ”

Since Cheng left, Han Mufeng stood on the pavilion of the Ming and Qing Dynasty palaces with an umbrella, only stayed for half a moment, the sky was suddenly drizzled, although it was winter, but Zhejiang Dongyang belonged to the south, wet and cold and rainy, he looked down at the people downstairs in the rain to shoot the Qing Palace drama, but his eyes were obsessed with the people outside the city wall, and the drizzle and breeze still remembered the same appearance.

Thinking that she has only one friend in China - Meng Ran, who is quite famous in the lawyer world, he can think of the purpose of her coming to Hengdian, in addition to leisure, there are only trivial matters, not to mention that Yongshi has a big incident recently, she has no leisure.

"I'm afraid that only if I make a big fuss, will you be willing to meet me?"

The coquettish voice that penetrated the sound of the rain disturbed Han Mufeng's thoughts, he turned around, Fang Qian was wearing a Qing Dynasty palace dress and came into view, the white palace dress embroidered with some flowers and birds looked elegant and moving, which was very different from her bright makeup on weekdays, she was holding an umbrella, lest she stain her skirt, so she walked very slowly.

Standing beside Han Mufeng, looking at his side face, he found that he had lost a lot of weight recently, and his temperament was more alienated and indifferent, whenever she looked at him affectionately, he always avoided her eyes, presumably he had never really looked at her, although she tried to show the best side of a woman.

sighed slightly in her heart, looking into his eyes, she suddenly became very sad, "I wonder if you can fit someone outside your career in your eyes?" ”

"If you can't, I can be a pawn in your interests, you know the people behind me, as long as you are willing to let me stay by your side, I can help you unconditionally." She suddenly reached out and held Han Mufeng's umbrella arm, as if grasping a certain obsession in her heart, "I, Qian, in this life, just want to be your person." ”

"Interests? Do you really want to be with someone like me? He glanced sideways slightly, and his tone was full of doubt.

Fang Qian's eyes, because of his words, filled with a wisp of expectation, and a touch of joy in her heart, she seemed to see hope, but the anticipation and joy lasted for less than half a second, Han Mufeng opened his mouth again, only four words, crisp and neat: "Don't even think about it." ”

"What kind of person do you like, I can do it for you?" She felt like she was going to be humbled to the dust, and even her voice was hoarse.

"The person I like is the stars in the sky, can you replace them?" When he said this, a gleam of pride appeared in his dark eyes, but his calm figure was soon enveloped by loneliness in the rain, so that those who stared at him could not detect what he really meant.