Mu Tianheng retracted his hand and looked at the man who was still unwilling to leave. However, his gentle face darkened and his gaze became stricter. He did not even change his imposing manner. "Sir, is there anything else?"

Tian Li was suddenly called. When he looked into his eyes which were as cold as ice, he couldn't help but shake his body. He quickly raised his hand and waved it. "N..o. Sorry for disturbing you."

Of course, he had heard of Mu Tianheng's reputation. Although he had never seen the real person, no one dared to impersonate him.

Looking at the person who was running away destructively, Mu Tianen laughed and gave Mu Tianheng a thumbs up, "Brother is amazing, you can resolve the issue instantly the moment you handle it."

Although Feng Lan felt that there was no need for his help, she knew that Mu Tianheng was doing it for Mu Tianen and also helping her in passing. She should naturally thank him:" Thank you, Mr. Mu."

Mu Tianheng looked at Feng Lan. There was a light smile on her beautiful face, but he felt that it was a little perfunctory, but he could not find any fault with it.

Feng Lan could feel that Mu Tianheng was sizing her up, and she slightly lowered her eyes, pretending not to know.

But she was still secretly shocked. She could tell that Mu Tianheng was not like them, who practiced martial arts, but his acuity was no worse than theirs.

Mu Tianen did not notice the strange air of the two and suggested, "Brother, if you are done with your work, why don't you go shopping with us?".

"I won't go. I have to go back to the company to work overtime." Mu Tianheng raised his hand to rub his sister's head.

"Alright." Mu Tianen pouted.

"I'm leaving. You can continue shopping with your senior sister. Don't save money."

"Okay, bye brother." Mu Tianen waved her hand.

Feng Lan raised her thick eyelashes and nodded slightly at Mu Tianen.

Mu Tianheng's gaze swept past his sister's face, glanced at Feng Lan, and also nodded before leaving.

Leading the secretary into the elevator, Mu Tianheng withdrew the smile on his face and said with a cold gaze, "Find the man just now and forbade him to enter Jing Feng."

"Yes, President," the secretary replied respectfully.

"Also, I want Feng Lan's information. Don't let Tianen know," Mu Tianheng said as he recalled Feng Lan's face.

It was not that Mu Tianheng suspected that Feng Lan had bad intentions toward her sister, but he simply wanted to know her. Moreover, she was a singer, and Mu Clan had many endorsements.

He heard from his younger sister that she was very good to her.

This was the first time the secretary had heard his CEO wanted to investigate a woman. He was surprised, but he quickly became serious and answered: "Yes."

On the other side, Mu Tianen and Feng Lan continued shopping and strolled around for several hours.

Originally, they would eat dinner before sending Mu Tianen home. However, Feng Lan received a call saying that there was an urgent task that needed to be completed today, so she could only send Mu Tianen home first.

When Mu Tianen returned home, she did not see her brother and pouted unhappily. "Is brother still busy?"

As she spoke, she took out her phone and called Mu Tianheng.

Seeing this, Wen Jia smiled gently and said, "My Sweetie even cares about her brother. Mommy could worry less."

"Mom, I haven't seen you care whether my brother will come back for dinner or not." Mu Tianyu pushed the eyeglasses frame and then looked down at the documents.

Wen Jia was not embarrassed at being exposed at all, and she smiled as she went to the kitchen.

When the call was answered, Mu Tianen asked, "Brother, where are you?"

Mu Tianheng said something, then Mu Tianen said with curved eyes, "Okay, brother, be careful. Bye-bye."

"What did he bring to you?" Mu Tianyu asked without raising his head.

"Delicious food." Mu Tianen said cheerfully as she walked towards the kitchen, "I'll help mom."

Only then did Mu Tianyu raise his eyes to look at his younger sister, a smile flashing across his face.

On the other side, Mu Tianheng hung up the phone and saw Feng Lan coming in. Feng Lan was also stunned. However, she recovered her smile quickly.

Feng Lan nodded at Mu Tianheng and greeted him.

She never thought that the urgent matter that her agent had mentioned was to come to this kind of dinner party.

However, if the agent told the truth that she would definitely not come. Wouldn't it be nice to accompany Little Seven for dinner?

Besides Mu Tianheng, she didn't know any of them. They were all men, ranging from thirty to fifty years old. There were seven people. Mu Tianheng sat in the middle. From this, it could be seen that he was the leader and the wealthiest of this group of people.

"Hello, everyone. This is Feng Lan," Zhang Yun, her agent, pulled Feng Lan to the dining table and smiled brightly.

Although Feng Lan was a little unhappy, she did not show it on her face. She said politely, "Hello everyone. I am Feng Lan. Nice to meet you all."

"I've heard that Feng Lan's voice is as sweet as an oriole. It's true, President Mu, what do you think?"

The man in his fifties sitting on Mu Tianheng's left asked with a hint of flattery.

Mu Tianheng ignored his question. His eyes were fixed on Feng Lan. She was not wearing the simple dress she wore just now. Instead, she had changed into a tight strapless black dress.

At noon, she was elegant, gentle, and kind.

And now, she was a little mysterious, which made people want to explore.

However, that gentle and quiet face did not have any expression. It was not as real as when she was facing his sister at noon.

"Miss Feng, have a seat," one of the men said.

Although he did not get a response from Mu Tianheng, the man was not angry. Instead, he asked the waiter to serve the dishes.

As soon as the dishes were served, someone started to ask people to make a toast. Of course, Feng Lan was the first to be called to make a toast. It was still the man sitting on the left of Mu Tianheng.

"Miss Feng Lan, can I have the honor of having a drink with you?"

The man's tone was not good. Zhang Yun could distinguish, but he quickly raised her glass and stood up. Her face was full of flattery. "Mr. Li, Feng Lan has a concert tour in the following days. She really can't drink for her throat. I will punish myself with three glasses of wine."

Feng Lan was originally a little unhappy, but every time she saw her manager, Zhang Yun, who was only five years older than her, drinking wine for her, she couldn't get angry.

The man immediately felt that he was being looked down upon. His face darkened, and his dissatisfied gaze fell on Feng Lan who was sitting upright. He handed the wine to her and suppressed his anger. "Miss Feng, you are looking down on me."

Apart from Mu Tianheng, everyone else present wanted to watch the show. No matter who lost face, it was none of their business. It was the same regardless of whose show they watched.

The agent wanted to continue to help Feng Lan, but Feng Lan knew that the other party would not give up until he achieved his goal, so she reached out and pulled the agent to sit down.

Feng Lan slowly stood up. She did not take the other party's wine glass and smiled. "President Li, I am allergic to wine. I can't sing for at least half a month or more. I can't cancel the concert. After all, everything has been prepared. Why don't I toast you with tea in place of wine?"

As soon as Feng Lan finished speaking, she picked up the teacup in front of her and looked at the other party with clear eyes.

Suddenly, the room fell into silence. No one spoke up to help Feng Lan out of the situation. Zhang Yun was a little anxious.

Mu Tianheng had been looking at Feng Lan. She did not show any fear or compromise. He did not say a word immediately to help her because he wanted to know how she would solve it.

He didn't expect her to be so direct and threatening. Mu Tianheng had seen many people who tried to please, compromise or resist, but he had never seen someone like Feng Lan.

As expected, she was different.

Feng Lan was like a stone statue, holding a teacup without moving.

On the other hand, President Li's hands began to shake. Partly because he was angry, and more because he was tired. He was old and often drank wine and did not exercise.

Putting down the wine glass with a bang, President Li was furious, especially because he lost face in front of Mu Tianheng, "Feng Lan, you are not showing any respect, right?"

"Mr. Li, you are a great man. You shouldn't make things difficult for a little girl like me. If you do that kind of thing, it will make you lose face." Feng Lan was still calm.

This time, President Li could no longer say anything. If he continued to force her, he would become so mean.

President Li sat down violently with his face gloomy and ugly, he felt that the people sitting were secretly laughing at him.

When Feng Lan saw this, she raised her head and drank the tea before sitting down. There was a light smile on her face all the time, and she sat quietly and gracefully as if she was not involved in the conflict.

Zhang Yun saw that the atmosphere was getting worse and worse. She stood up again and raised her glass. "Feng Lan had no choice. I will punish myself with three glasses of wine to apologize to everyone. Please forgive us."

After Zhang Yun finished speaking, she poured a glass of wine without any hesitation, and her right hand was about to reach for the wine to pour another glass.

"Let's eat," Mu Tianheng suddenly said.

As soon as Mu Tianheng spoke, the low pressure instantly dissipated. Everyone immediately smiled and picked up their chopsticks to eat.

Zhang Yun was also very smart. She immediately sat down and talked about other cooperation topics. After all, business was the key. Everyone's attention turned away.

Feng Lan picked up her chopsticks and ate. However, she still couldn't help but look at Mu Tianheng. She could guess that the reason he opened his mouth to help her was definitely because of Mu Tianen.

She had once again accepted his favors, twice a day, how could she return them?

As she thought about it, she bumped into a pair of deep eyes that were not sharp, but there was a trace of inquiry.

Feng Lan was shocked. She calmed her breath and nodded calmly. Then, she looked at the dishes in the bowl. However, her mind was not as calm as it looked.

Mu Tianheng was in a good mood and ate a few more dishes.

More than an hour later, the dinner ended.

"Thank you, Mr. Mu, for helping us out," Feng Lan said after everyone had left.

Mu Tianheng did not answer. He nodded slightly and left.

Sitting in the car to pick them up, Feng Lan leaned against the car cushion and closed her eyes tiredly.

"A Lan, do you know Mu Tianheng?" Zhang Yun asked curiously.

"We have only met twice and we are not familiar with each other. Sister Yun, don't think too much about it."

Zhang Yun shrugged her shoulders and removed the calmness on her face. She propped up the car frame with one hand and gossiped, "I just thought that if you and Mu Tianheng could become more familiar, I would not arrange these dinner parties in the future. If not for the fact that I couldn't reject today's party, I wouldn't need you to come."

Zhang Yun led Feng Lan to debut. Of course, she understood her personality. Although her appearance was gentle and quiet and she looked easy to talk to, no one could change her decision.

Feng Lan would not sell herself out to take shortcuts. She would rather use her own strength to prove herself, and now she had done very well.

Zhang Yun treated Feng Lan like her own younger sister, and of course, she did not want her to be bullied, but sometimes she had no other choice.

"I know, Sister Yun. If you need money, just tell me directly. I have." Feng Lan didn't even open her eyes.

"I know you have enough money, but sometimes we lack relationships and paths. I will do as I see fit."

Feng Lan secretly sighed, "Alright, I understand."