Please keep a low profile, Madam Reborn

Xia Mo stared blankly at the scene in front of her. She never thought that she was so good at acting, how could she be defeated by this woman today?
"I...but you have to believe me, it's really not me." Her voice was a little crying, and her face was full of grievances.

But Jian Luo was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, and Jiang Rancheng quickly hugged Jian Luo.

"Slap!" Xia Mo stepped forward to explain something, but before she got close to Jiang Rancheng, he slapped her hard.

In an instant, the imprint of five fingers was very obvious on her small face, and her fair face was extremely red.

She gently covered her face, and roared in disbelief, "Jiang Rancheng, you don't believe me."

"Believe you? You can still vividly remember the time when you held a knife and swaggered in front of you. Now you tell me that you are right and did not do it. Who will believe you!"

After reading the last sentence, he helped Jane into the doctor's office.

Xia Mo, who was full of grievances, was not standing in the room, but Jian Luo even gestured to her when she went out, and Jiang Rancheng's slap just now was full of strength.

No matter what, she is also a girl from a wealthy family. She has been eager for a while since she was a child, and her fingers do not touch the spring water. Her skin is extremely tender. After being slapped like that, her whole face is now hot.

"Jian Luo! I'm not finished with you." Xia Mo looked at the direction they left indignantly, but after saying this, she couldn't help but cry.

In the end, Xia Mo ran away from the hospital crying, which attracted the attention of many people in the hospital.

In the office, Jiang Funian looked at the computer screen with a pair of long and narrow red phoenix eyes, but his thoughts flew to nowhere.

"President, Miss Lan wants to see you." The assistant knocked on the office door and shouted from outside.

The assistant was also very helpless. This Miss Lan came to the president every day these days, and it was like eating three sets a day, but fortunately, the president was very guarded and never saw her once.

And this Miss Lan was talking nonsense, telling the employees of the company that she was the future wife of the president. Although she knew some inside information, she had to guess what the president was thinking.

"I don't see." Jiang Fu didn't think about what he lost control a few days ago after doing the meeting, and he felt a little disgusted when he thought of Lan Douwei.

"Okay President, I'll go and refuse right away." The assistant was actually very happy when he heard this.

If this Lan Douwei becomes the president's wife, I'm afraid his life will be very difficult. Now he has no status in the company and has already started to be arrogant. If he really becomes the president's wife, I don't know if the group will Will it be another day?
"Miss Lan, it's not that I don't let you in, it's that the president is really in a meeting, you should go back." The assistant said helplessly.

Why didn't he know that these wealthy ladies were so thick-skinned?

Lan Douwei tightly held the Hermes bag in her hand, and said indignantly, "It's been three days, I still don't believe it, I won't see him today."

While talking about her, she broke into the door of the office directly, and the assistant never thought that Lan Douwei would be so brave to break in.

"Fu Nian, people in their company can't let me see you, just say, how could you be in a meeting?" Lan Dou changed his face when he came in the only way, becoming delicate, like a peerless white flower lotus.

The assistant, the president's gesture, left the office after helplessness.

Lan Douwei snorted coldly, then went forward with a smile and said, "I came here just to see how the wound on your hand is doing. Didn't I ask the doctor a while ago? He said that if the wound is infected It’s not good, so let me accompany you to the hospital.”

Jiang Funian originally wanted to say no, but he thought of the little woman who was still lying in the hospital, and he didn't know how she was doing, whether her illness was cured or not.

Thinking of these, he nodded to Lan Douwei.

Lan Douyi was a little dazed at once, he just wanted to find a few reasons, one was whether he was sincere to him, but he didn't expect her to agree immediately, it seems that he is still very good to him.

In the hospital, Jian Luo and Jiang Rancheng came out of the emergency room, and then returned to the ward.

Jiang Rancheng didn't mention cooperation just now, but he was obviously absent-minded.

"Why don't we go for a stroll in the garden, today's weather is pretty good." Jane Luo suddenly said at this time, her eyes were fixed on the few birds outside the window.

The sun was shining on the tree, and a few birds were chirping and playing there.

Jiang Rancheng nodded, and then helped her into the garden, where there were more or less people.

Playing children, and a few sick uncles were basking in the sun.

And the two of them turned a corner, and by coincidence, they ran into Lan Douwei and Jiang Funian who were coming straight to them.

Jian Luo's eyes dodged slightly, and she just wanted to avoid them, but the person opposite came up directly.

"Sister Lin, what a coincidence! Have you recovered from your illness yet?" Lan Douwei took advantage of this moment to directly lift Jiang Funian up, as if swearing sovereignty.

Jian Luo affirmed her state of mind, evoked a coquettish smile slightly, and said lightly, "Miss Lan is also in the hospital, is she here to cure your bad breath? I told you before that some people , it really stinks with an open mouth."

Lan Douwei smelled it because of the public opinion and found that she didn't have bad breath, and suddenly thought that she was being played.

"I heard..." Jiang Funian leaned forward and paused for a few seconds on Lan Douwei's face, the atmosphere between the two became very ambiguous.

Thin lips said, "Very fragrant."

"Oh." Lan Douwei smiled shyly.

Seeing such ambiguous actions between the two of them, Jian Luo's internal statement that she was not sad was a lie. After all, what she had sincerely given did not belong to her all of a sudden. This kind of feeling is really uncomfortable.

Now she looked at Jiang Funian as if she was looking at an unrelated person, her eyes were filled with unprecedented coldness.

Jiang Funian stared at him closely, trying to capture a little bit of jealousy from her eyes, but what he saw was cold, as if this matter had nothing to do with her.

Jiang Funian was very contradictory. He just saw Jian Luo and Jiang Rancheng mean each other and walked over. The anger in his heart was unspeakable, but they treated him so coldly.

"Rancheng, I'm tired and want to go back to rest." Jian Luo spoke to Jiang Rancheng who was supporting her beside her.

Jiang Rancheng patted her on the shoulder and said very gently, "Okay, let's go back."

He said to Jiang Funian again, "Little uncle, let's go first."