A short dream passed, and when Zhou Fanxing saw Lu Chengyuan at the airport, he knew that something was over and he would never come back.

When they went to this dream, they were empty-handed, only each other, and they came back as well. Zhou Fanxing sighed invisibly.

"Ah Fan, Qingqing is thinking about you." Lu Chengyuan opened the car door and said with a smile at Zhou Fanxing.

"How's Qingqing's body?" Zhou Fanxing asked eagerly.

"There's nothing wrong with her." Lu Chengyuan said calmly.

"Qingqing, move in with me, and don't go to work anymore." Meng Lang opened the car door with one hand, protected Zhou Fanxing's head with the other, and after opening the car door, he was busy sorting out Zhou Fanxing's skirt.

"So, I became a canary?" Zhou Fanxing looked at Meng Lang, who was sitting beside him, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"I thought you understood me." Zhou Fanxing's eyes were dim, buttoning his clothes.

"I don't want you to be in danger again." Meng Lang grabbed her overwhelmed hand.

"I didn't die as a canary." Zhou Fanxing teased, his chin raised high, and he looked like he didn't care.

"Send me home, everything is arranged." Zhou Fanxing looked at Meng Lang with a complicated expression, but his words were playful.

"Okay. We'll talk about it then. ”

Watching Zhou Fanxing return home, Meng Lang turned his head back to the company, buried himself in the mountains of documents, and during the break, he looked at the empty table next to him, touched the necklace around his neck and smiled.

"Boss, the president is here."

"Why is Daddy here? What's the matter? Meng Dong, who had been relegated to the second line for many years, came to the company, which Meng Lang did not expect.

"I don't know." Lu Chengyuan looked puzzled.

As soon as Meng Lang got up, the front desk had already brought Meng Dong to the office.

"Aaron." A deep, magnetic voice rang out. The person who came was in his fifties, with a little gray hair on his sideburns, and he was in good spirits, and under the well-fitting custom suit, he had an irresistible air of strategizing, and a similar arrogance in his eyebrows and eyes similar to Meng Lang.

"Dad." Meng Lang is respectful now, he and Meng Dong have the most typical Chinese-style father-son relationship, never communicate too much, and never have intimacy.

"Hmm." Meng Dong glanced around, sat on the sofa for hospitality, and Meng Lang stood with his hands down, waiting for Meng Dong to speak.

"The logistics company lacks a manager, let Zhou Fanxing be the manager, and let me stay away from her." Meng Dong has always been so reluctant to say too much to his son.

"No, who told you to do that?" Meng Lang's inky eyes were filled with anger, and he even forgot the rules, he was questioning his father.

"She asked for it herself, and made it conditional on leaving you." Meng Dong looked at his son's anxious appearance, and couldn't help but get angry, he actually contradicted himself for a woman who was only for money.

"I don't believe it."

"I asked for it myself." Zhou Fanxing pushed the door in a professional suit, and her bright red lips made her look unusual.

"Miss Zhou will take office tomorrow." Meng Dong got up and glanced at Zhou Fanxing disdainfully, buttoned his suit, glanced at Meng Lang and left.

"Zhou Zhou, my father forced you?" Meng Lang's voice trembled slightly.

"Nope." Zhou Fanxing's eyes fluttered like a stranger.

"It's just that the conditions are right, and it's just a deal, so how can you force me to say it." Zhou Fanxing raised his red lips and paced around the office, his eyes cold.

"Deal? Why bother using this way if you want money, just tell me directly, it's just to raise a woman, and you don't lack one to raise so much. Meng Lang spoke in a calm tone, sitting on the sofa, his eyes were arrogant, but there was an unstoppable flame rolling in his eyes.

"Snort...... Being a canary can have a lot of money, so it's better to use it as a springboard. Zhou Fanxing laughed out loud, raised his hand to look at his nails, and looked impatient.

"Zhou Fanxing!!" Meng Lang grabbed her hand and threw it to the wall, and the red mark on Zhou Fanxing's arm immediately appeared.

"Let go of me." Zhou Fanxing still looked disdainful.

Meng Lang's throat twitched, the fierceness in his eyes seemed to kill someone, Meng Lang stared at Zhou Fanxing, wanted to say something but finally didn't say a word, and let go of her arm.

"Get out!"

Zhou Fanxing raised his head, his eyes were always indifferent, and he stepped on high heels and left.

Meng Lang smashed his fist on the table, and the loud sound made Lu Chengyuan hurriedly step forward to check.

"Let's get out." Meng Lang lowered his head and tried his best to suppress his emotions.

"Boss!"

"Get out!!" Meng Lang's eyes were quenched.

Lu Chengyuan had never seen such a Meng Lang, he knew that he couldn't do anything about this kind of thing, so he put down the letter of appointment in his hand and closed the door.

In the empty office, Meng Lang held his heart, and the colic pain in his heart made him unable to resist for a while.

Deals! I let you get nothing!