Ruan Mengmeng noticed the changes in Mu Heng beside her. She turned her head and looked at him in confusion, but Mu Heng smiled indifferently.

For some unknown reason, there was an extra person sitting next to Ruan Mengmeng, Xiang Wenjun.

"Mengmeng, you are here too?" Zhang Ling exclaimed in surprise.

When Ruan Mengmeng saw that it was him, she calmly moved away a little and moved closer to Mu Heng.

A smile appeared in Mu Heng's eyes. He was very satisfied with her self-awareness.

Ruan Mengmeng still had no expression on her face and ignored Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling hit a wall. The smile on his face froze, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed across his eyes. Then he returned to a gentle smile and said, "We haven't had a good conversation since we parted last time. Why don't we find a place to chat tonight?"

Ruan Mengmeng still pretended to be deaf and blind, and did not give any reaction or response.

But the man next to her couldn't help but speak: "What is your relationship? Why does she want to chat with you?"

Mu Heng raised his eyelids frivolously and sneered disdainfully: "Can't you see that she doesn't want to pay attention to you?"

Zhang Ling didn't expect someone to interrupt him suddenly. He looked at Mu Heng coldly. It turned out to be the man he met at the Ruan family's engagement party last time.

His intuition told him that this man had the same goal as him, which was to get Ruan Mengmeng.

Everyone has the same thoughts, so what's the difference between high and low, or first come first served?

Zhang Ling felt extremely contemptuous for what Mu Heng had done.

He gritted his teeth secretly, stared at him and said, "Mengmeng and I are friends, what is your relationship with her? I advise you not to talk too much and disturb our conversation." Zhang Ling's dissatisfied eyes revealed threats and murderous intent.

Mu Heng smiled indifferently. It was the first time that someone dared to threaten him. When he was about to speak, Ruan Mengmeng suddenly said, "I'm sorry, we are not friends."

She turned her head to look at Zhang Ling and said seriously: "I don't make male friends."

The expression on Zhang Ling's face froze for a moment. He didn't expect Ruan Mengmeng to embarrass him like this in front of others.

When Mu Heng heard Ruan Mengmeng's words, he felt inexplicably happy, and the smile on his lips became more obvious. In Zhang Ling's view, this was a naked provocation.

Zhang Ling was unwilling to give up the duck that was about to be eaten, so he handed over the fruit wine in his hand and said, "It doesn't matter if we weren't friends before. After drinking this glass of wine tonight, we will be official friends. You can come to me for help if you have any problems in the future."

Mu Heng looked at the fruit wine in Zhang Ling's hand meaningfully and did not speak for a while.

Ruan Mengmeng glanced at Zhang Ling, but did not take the wine from him. She coldly refused, "I think you may not understand what I mean. I don't make male friends. Unless you are a woman?"

I don't have male friends.

Unless you're a woman?

Zhang Ling felt that Ruan Mengmeng's words were a complete insult to him. He lost face for a moment and did not take back the raised glass.

When Mu Heng heard Ruan Mengmeng emphasize it again, he couldn't help but frowned and looked deeply at Ruan Mengmeng who was taking it calmly.

He couldn't help wondering, does Ruan Mengmeng hate men to this extent? Does she still have feelings for men?

Of course, he didn't want to hear a positive answer to this question.

Zhang Ling couldn't let go of his face, and there seemed to be many people around secretly watching the three of them.

To be precise, he was looking at Zhang Ling alone.

Because Ruan Mengmeng was eating calmly as if nothing had happened, while Mu Heng was drinking tea calmly as if it had nothing to do with him.

During the entire process, Zhang Ling was the only one directing and acting.

Zhang Ling clenched the cup tightly, suppressing his inner anger. Since he was a child, no one has ever dared to spoil his fun like this.

Just when he was about to explode, someone stepped forward to help him.

"Mengmeng, come and give a toast to Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang specially ordered you some fruit wine. The alcohol content is not high. Just drink a glass."

Ruan Mengmeng raised her head and cast a cold gaze towards Xiang Wenjun.

At the same time, another gaze as cold as ice chips was shot towards him.

Xiang Wenjun was slightly stunned, and urged again: "Hurry up and toast to Mr. Zhang!"

Zhang Ling smiled arrogantly, and he began to look forward to a wonderful night.

Even if Ruan Mengmeng had never attended the dinner on behalf of the company, she knew there must be something fishy going on.

She was reluctant to take the glass of wine.

Gradually, more and more people fell silent and looked at this side in confusion.

Everyone was waiting for Ruan Mengmeng's reaction, but some jealous women secretly despised Ruan Mengmeng in their hearts, thinking that she was just a white lotus pretending to be noble.

However, a pair of hands passed Ruan Mengmeng and took the glass of wine.

Ruan Mengmeng was slightly stunned for a moment, and heard him smile calmly beside her: "Why bother a woman? I, Mu, will drink it for her."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Heng tilted his head back and poured the wine into his mouth. His throat slid and the orange wine flowed from the corner of his mouth, down his Adam's apple and neck into his black shirt, and then disappeared.

No one in the box dared to speak, and even Xiang Wenjun did not dare to offend the Buddha.

Zhang Ling was unwilling to give in. He clenched his fists and stood up, but was pulled back by Xiang Wenjun who was beside him and received his hint.

Zhang Ling was furious and he slammed the door and left.

After the farce was over, someone in the box took charge and said, "Let's go somewhere else and have some fun!"

Everyone agreed.

After everyone left the box, Xiang Wenjun wanted to vent his anger on Ruan Mengmeng, but when he caught a glimpse of Mu Heng's eyes, he backed off, held his anger, and left angrily.

At this time, only Ruan Mengmeng and Mu Heng were left in the box.

The two of them were very close to each other, but Ruan Mengmeng didn't notice.

A sweet fragrance gradually filled Mu Heng's nose. It was the unique scent coming from the woman next to him.

His body felt like it was burning, hot and his throat was dry.

Ruan Mengmeng looked at the empty wine glass on the table and asked in confusion: "Why do you want to drink it?"

Mu Heng smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that he didn't react, Ruan Mengmeng laughed, opened her red lips, and said sarcastically: "Mr. Mu, do you like to block the wine for women so much? Don't you know that there is something wrong with that glass of wine?"

Mu Heng smiled but still said nothing.

Ruan Mengmeng's beautiful eyes were blazing with anger. She turned her head and fiercely shot her gaze at Mu Heng: "Even if you do more, I won't be grateful to you."

Mu Heng's expression was moved at this time. He slowly raised his eyelids, looked straight at her, and asked, "Really?"

Ruan Mengmeng looked away and said, "I am a heartless woman."