C9 Change of Contract

There was a music playing, and it turned out to be MR's phone.

Mr. Feng said a few words to the person on the other end of the phone. After hanging up, he said to Yuen Chuan, "Contact Li Ke. We will meet again another day. We will go to a place at the last minute."

Yuen Chuan nodded her head. She had some doubts in her heart.

Mr. Feng's concept of time had always been very important. After an agreement, it would not be changed easily. What was it that made him suddenly change his mind?

Yuen Chuan did not ask any more questions. She quickly prepared and set off from the company with Mr Feng.

The destination was a private high-class restaurant.

Mr. Feng led her into a VIP room with familiarity. Just as they sat down, they heard voices coming from outside the door.

... "Thank you so much, Han. You have helped me a lot..."

"You're welcome."

Yuen Chuan suddenly turned her head to look at the door. The door opened and she saw a familiar figure.

He had a tall figure, handsome facial features, and a pair of deep black gem-like eyes. He was Mu Yanbing!

Could it be that the person who had blocked the call with Master was him?

And the person standing beside Mu Yanbing was still Feng Yingying, the lovely and new model from before.

Today, she was wearing a red deep V-skirt that was almost open to her chest, outlining a good figure that made one's blood boil. She was wearing light makeup, and her facial features were very delicate.

At first glance, she and Mu Yanbing were a good match. The man was tall and handsome, and the woman was sexy and sweet.

Yuen Chuan quickly lowered her head.

After that night, she had never seen Mu Yanbing again. She was not sure if he remembered that night when she pushed him and knocked him into the back of his head.

It seemed that he did not expect to see Yuen Chuan in such a place. Mu Yanbing's eyes flashed with surprise and he walked towards the table.

It seemed like he was very familiar with her.

Mr. Feng stood up and waved at Mu Yanbing casually. "Long time no see."

Mu Yanbing's gaze was still on Yuen Chuan as he replied faintly, "En."

They sat around the table.

Yuen Chuan obediently sat beside Mr. Feng. Her gaze was lowered as she tried her best to lower her presence.

Mu Yanbing acted as if he did not know her at all and said to Mr. Feng, "Following what I said just now, Yingying wants you to record a song for her. What do you think?"

Feng Yingying wants to record a song? Wasn't she a model? Yuen Chuan was confused.

Mr. Feng smiled and said, "We haven't seen each other for so long. You asked me out just to talk about this?"

Mu Yanbing's expression was indifferent and did not look like he was asking for help at all. "Yingying helped Yufei previously and I promised to fulfill one of her requests back then."

Mr. Feng's smile became even wider. He looked at Feng Yingying and rarely modestly said, "It's not easy to get a promise from us, Director Mu. How can you waste it on such a small matter?"

Feng Yingying laughed charmingly. Her voice was crisp and lovely. "Sir, don't make fun of Yingying. Who doesn't know that your song is hard to get? If it wasn't for Han's big face this time, I'm afraid I would never be able to fulfill this wish in my life. "

Her two words flattered her without leaving any trace. She was indeed a smart person in the circle of people.

It was not easy for him to get out of the restaurant. Yuen Chuan felt that her entire body was about to stiffen.

At the entrance of the restaurant, Mu Yanbing and Yingying prepared to sit on the Maserati and leave, but Mu Yanbing suddenly turned his head and looked at Yuen Chuan.

Deep, icy, without a trace of warmth.

Yuen Chuan's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, but the other party had already left.

Mr Feng patted her shoulder, "Yuen Chuan, thank you for your hard work today. You are allowed to get off work early in the afternoon and grind your new song when you go back."

Yuen Chuan immediately felt a headache.

After Mr. Feng said that, he sat in the limited edition global Bugatti Veyron and disappeared in a flash.

Yuen Chuan sat down beside the spray pool outside the restaurant.

At the corner of the street, Mr. Feng's car did not go far. He took out his phone and dialed a number. "Help me check if Yuen Chuan and Mu Yanbing know each other."

Two hours later, Mr. Feng received a message on his phone. "Mu Yanbing and Yuen Chuan secretly married two months ago in Northern Europe."

Mr. Feng was stunned.

Marriage, secret marriage...

When they were eating, he felt Mu Yanbing's gaze on the people around him, but he did not expect them to be husband and wife!

Heh, interesting, more and more interesting.

Yuen Chuan did not know that Mr. Feng was interested in her, and at this moment, she was walking aimlessly on the street.

It was just a meal, but she felt as if she was completely drained.

She did not expect to meet Mu Yanbing when she accompanied her superior out for social gatherings. When she was eating today, he would occasionally look at her. Yuen Chuan really could not ignore it.

The glance when he left just now made Yuen Chuan even more afraid.

It was as if he was warning her not to be too close to the man and unconsciously remembered what happened in the hotel bathroom that day. Yuen Chuan felt a little uncomfortable.

But didn't she also have a beauty to accompany her? She even looked so intimate and helped her find a song to write for Mr...

At night, Yuen Chuan returned home and unexpectedly found that the light in the study room was actually lit.

The maid quietly came over, "Mr Mu is back. Do you want to take a bath first?" Her words were somewhat ambiguous.

Yuen Chuan understood her meaning and could not help but blush. But she immediately thought that Mu Yanbing definitely would not come back for her.

She waved her hand and returned to the room alone.

She took out a disc and inserted it into the computer. This was a new song that she had recently written. Mr. Ma said that the climax of the song wasn't explosive enough and Yuen Chuan was thinking of a way to modify it.

Yuen Chuan's hands held her chin as she recalled her state of mind when she wrote this melody. She searched for inspiration and did not notice that the door was opened.

Suddenly, a trace of inspiration flashed by and Yuen Chuan's hands danced on the keyboard. After modifying it, she felt very satisfied.

Yuen Chuan happily leaned against the chair and made a circle. However, she suddenly found the man standing behind her.

Her expression froze on her face.

Mu Yanbing grabbed the rotating chair and let Yuen Chuan face him face to face.

His eyes swept across the content on the computer and stopped on Yuen Chuan's face. He looked at her face.

"What are you doing?" His tone was filled with dissatisfaction.

Yuen Chuan was a little nervous when he looked at her. She did not dare to look at him and looked away. "I... I am working."

Mu Yanbing bent over and whispered into Yuen Chuan's ear, "Work for Mr Mer? Dismissed. "

Yuen Chuan's earlobe seemed to be able to feel Mu Yanbing's breathing. The man's extremely invasive aura enveloped her, almost making her nod subconsciously.

But in the end, her rationality struggled out. This was her favorite music and also the work that she had worked hard to obtain.

"Why? This is a work that I worked hard for. It is also the career that I like. It has nothing to do with you." Yuen Chuan struggled with all her might. Mu Yanbing felt that it would be a disgrace for Mu family if he went out and showed up.

"I earned money with my own efforts. I will not disgrace the Mu family, and I will not cause you any trouble. We have a business marriage, but I am not your appendage. You have no right to stop me from working."

Mu Yanbing stood up and looked at her with a meaningful look, "Feng is not a good person."