Please keep a low profile, Madam Reborn

Jane felt a chill in her heart, and her pale face instantly turned cold.

She was indeed targeting Xia Mo, but she deserved to bear everything.

The ex-lover in front of her put her hands in her pockets, seeing her eyes were ridiculed and disgusted, Jian Luo wanted to laugh for a moment.

If Jiang Rancheng knew that she was Jian Luo, would he still use this attitude?

However, he would never know until she got hold of Xia Mo brothers and sisters.

"What? Can't speak?" Jiang Rancheng said sarcastically, "Or do you feel ashamed to say it yourself?"

Jane fell down and laughed: "I have nothing to say. I am targeting Xia Mo. I am targeting Xia Mo. I still have to say no to you?"

"It's really shameless." Jiang Rancheng's face was dark, and his tone was full of contempt, "I tell you Song Miao, Xia Mo is mine, no one is allowed to be rude to her, including you."

The word "my person" hit her head hard like a sap stick, and Jane subconsciously clenched her fist into her side.

"With Miss Xia's ability, who can be rude to her? Why didn't Mr. Jiang ask Xia Mo what he did first?"

Jiang Rancheng squinted his eyes, and there was a little more curiosity in his indifferent eyes.

Her innocuous but meaningful sentence really aroused his interest.

"What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean, Mr. Jiang, you have to ask Ms. Xia carefully, don't even come home without knowing who you married."

Jian Luo looked at the watch on her wrist, it was getting late.

That's the end of the conversation, she doesn't want to have any more entanglements with him.

As everyone knows, Jiang Rancheng's words changed slightly after hearing her words.

His eyes suddenly darkened, and Jiang Rancheng grabbed her wrist and leaned her body towards him.

Like the prelude of a storm, Jian Luo's face sank instantly, and she took a deep breath, and she pulled her wrist hard, but it was unshakable.

With a raised eyebrow, Jiang Rancheng jokingly said, "What? Miss Song is so concerned about my affairs? Isn't it implying something?"

Jian Luo was extremely disgusted with his behavior. She was Jiang Funian's wife now, but he could say such things as a matter of course.

With a sneer, she taunted back: "Mr. Jiang thinks too much of himself?!"

"Oh, Ms. Song, why don't you do this? Didn't I just say, do you need Ms. Song to do me a favor?" As he spoke, the strength in his hand increased a little, as if he wanted to crush her abruptly .

"What if I refuse?" She stared at him with wide eyes.

The sharp manicure slashed several times on his thick hands, and there was a smell of blood in the air, and he fought back mercilessly.

With a hiss, Jiang Rancheng let go of her hand in pain, never expecting that she would do such a cruel hand.

He stared at her with terrifying anger in his eyes.

"Song Miao, are you courting death?!"

Jian Luo glanced at him indifferently, then turned and left.

It's been a while since she came out, and if she continues to entangle with Jiang Rancheng, something will inevitably happen again.

But doesn't Jiang Rancheng think he's funny?First stop her and humiliate her, and then make an unreasonable request for her to help.

Could she help?
I don't know if he didn't use his brain or just played her like a monkey.

There was a slight pain from the scratch on his arm, and Jiang Ran was extremely angry.

Reaching out his hand to fasten the button of his shirt cuff tightly, he gritted his teeth, and a sinister flash of light flashed in his eyes, he was bound to teach Jane Luo a lesson.

When she returned to the dining table, Jian Luo clearly felt two extremely explicit gazes, one from Jiang Funian.

He looked at her with dark eyes of unknown emotion.

The other one came from Xia Mo. At this moment, the woman looked at her as if she had done something shameful.

Only when Jian Luo could guess what she was thinking, would she feel that a woman's jealousy and suspicion were terrible.

"Yo, it's been so long in the bathroom." Xia Mo smirked, looking at her eyes full of warning.

Her question was superfluous, Jian Luo just lowered her head and took a sip of tea without saying anything, Xia Mo could only look away reluctantly.

His thin lips pursed, and Jiang Funian put his arms around her shoulders, and also asked in her ear, "You've been there for so long?"

The scorching breath sprayed on her neck, and there was a faint feeling of ambiguity.

Jian Luo swallowed the tea in her mouth and was silent for a while, not knowing how to answer his question.

Jiang Funian's eyes turned cold, and he distanced himself a little from her.

"By the way, Fu Nian, where did we just talk?"

Mrs. Jiang noticed the weird atmosphere between the two of them, and spoke softly.

Jiang Funian looked at Mrs. Jiang, with a rare relaxed and smile in his eyes, when he was about to speak, Jiang Monian suddenly interrupted.

"Mom, we just talked about Yin's daughter's birthday party."

There was a hint of impatience in this tone, Mrs. Jiang frowned, and blamed: "I asked your brother, what are you talking about."

Jiang Mo Nian's face became even more ashen, and the hand holding the teacup could not help but tremble, obviously out of anger.

This meal, the more I eat, the more irritable I become.

Madam Jiang hurriedly patted him on the back to calm him down.

At this moment, Jiang Rancheng came out of the bathroom, his shirt was slightly stained with water, and a few blue marks on his right arm were very eye-catching.

The first time Jian Luo looked at it, she suddenly thought of something, and a smile froze on her lips.Jiang Funian had a full view of her subtle emotional changes.

Jiang Rancheng came over and sat down with a smile on his face. During this period, he deliberately glanced towards her.

Jian Luo secretly mocked Jiang Rancheng's cunning.

There were several marks on his hands out of thin air, and she was the most suspicious.

Although she did it in the first place, she didn't expect Jiang Rancheng to scare her in this way.

"Of course, your hand." Xia Mo finally couldn't help asking.

Jiang Rancheng was startled for a moment, then he reacted and said with a meaningful smile: "You have to ask Miss Song about that."

Jian Luo immediately cursed in her heart.

"ask her?"

Xia Mo was stunned, and when he realized it, he almost lost his image and cursed, "Song Miao, you—"

There was a muffled bang, and the chopsticks in Jiang Funian's hands fell heavily. He glanced at Jiang Rancheng and Xia Mo coldly, and said sadly, "You should call her Auntie."

After saying a word, the tea that Jian Luo wanted to drink directly choked in her throat.

As uncomfortable as suffocation, she coughed hard, took the tissue handed over by Mrs. Jiang and wiped her mouth.

These few hours, she didn't know how much tea she drank
Jiang Funian glanced at her, leaned over and whispered in her ear, "I'll go back and deal with you later."

Jian Luo wanted to cry but had no tears, why these people are all right and wrong.

"Auntie?" Jiang Rancheng leaned on the chair, looking at Jiang Funian with provocative eyes, "Yes, we really should change our words to Miss Song."