Strong and powerful

"I really haven't contacted her since she left Yuanjiang Group." Jiang Hecheng explained to Jiang Yan seriously.

Jiang Yan didn't expect such a coincidence, she hadn't been to Song Yuelian's place for three years, and she bumped into Kang Meihui right after she came.

Kang Meihui and Song Yuelian had already finished talking excitedly while embracing each other, and entered the living room.

Jiang Yan stood where she was, her impression of Kang Meihui was already extremely vague, she grew up so big, and her appearance changed a lot, Kang Meihui didn't recognize her for a while.

As soon as Kang Meihui entered the door, her eyes fell on Jiang Hecheng, looking a little cramped.

"He Cheng, Mei Hui is back, hurry up and say hello to her." Song Yuelian's face wrinkled with a smile.

Jiang Yan rolled her eyes in displeasure, and looked at Jiang Hecheng contemptuously, and Jiang Hecheng also noticed Jiang Yan's gaze.

Jiang Yan's contemptuous gaze also carried a hint of threat and warning, as if if Jiang Hecheng really dared to say a word to Kang Meihui, she would turn against Jiang Hecheng on the spot.

Jiang Hecheng turned his gaze to the side, ignoring Kang Meihui.

Kang Meihui rolled her long and narrow Danfeng eyes, and she already knew the general situation.

"This is Jiang Yan, she has grown so big." Kang Meihui turned her gaze to Jiang Yan, with a flat expression on her face, without the slightest intention to please.

Jiang Yan nodded lightly.

"Shall we still eat this meal?" Jiang Yan asked Jiang Hecheng coldly.

"Go home." Jiang Hecheng said.

The expression on Song Yuelian's face froze, and she looked at Jiang Yan with more resentment.

"Let's go later, Meihui just came." Song Yuelian looked at Jiang Hecheng with a smile all over her face.

"I will not eat with the murderer who killed my wife." Jiang Hecheng said.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Kang Meihui's face, but it was quickly resolved.

Jiang Yan followed behind Jiang Hecheng, and when she was about to leave the gate of the villa, Kang Meihui suddenly ran after her on high heels.

"Jiang Yan, can I talk to you alone."

Jiang Yan paused and looked back at Kang Meihui.

Jiang Hecheng also stopped, and turned his head to look at the two with doubts.

"Just right, I also want to talk to you alone." Jiang Yan said.

Jiang Hecheng looked at Jiang Yan with a worried expression on his face.

Jiang Yan smiled at Jiang Hecheng: "Get in the car first, I'll be right over."

Jiang Hecheng hesitated, but seeing Jiang Yan's firm eyes, he turned around and got into the car to wait for Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan and Kang Meihui stood opposite each other on the small road in front of the villa.

"My return to China this time is not just to visit relatives." Kang Meihui had a polite smile on her face.

Jiang Yan raised her eyebrows, waiting to hear what Kang Meihui would say later.

"Be good, don't get in my way."

Jiang Yan had expected that Kang Meihui's purpose of coming back to China this time would not be so simple, but Jiang Yan did not expect that Kang Meihui would state her purpose so directly, it was really not a good thing.

Jiang Yan sneered.

"Do you still think I'm the little girl from before?"

When Kang Meihui was kicked out, Jiang Yan was only a few years old, and it has been more than ten years now.

"Okay, since you want to fight, then I won't be polite." Kang Meihui said lightly.

Jiang Yan frowned, thinking that Kang Meihui used this arrogant look to bully Shen Man constantly, Jiang Yan gritted her teeth.

Not only will she not let Kang Meihui get what she wants, but she will also get back all that Kang Meihui owed to Shen Man.

"Let's go first." Jiang Yan turned around and strode away.

Jiang Yan returned home with Jiang Hecheng. Jiang Yan had just returned to her room when she suddenly received a text message from Shen Yi on her mobile phone.

"How about the painting?"

Jiang Yan has never been to Li Qitao's studio since she inquired about Shen Man's paintings from Li Qitao last time.

Jiang Yan also felt that it was time to go and have a look.

"hold on."

Jiang Yan returned a message to Shen Yi, called Zhuo Ping, and drove straight to Li Qitao's studio.

Jiang Yan's car happened to be parked in the parking lot in front of Li Qitao's studio. Jiang Yan got out of the car and saw a red car parked next to her car.

It's the same model as Kang Meihui's car, and the interior of the car is the same as hers.

A trace of doubt flashed in Jiang Yan's heart. Apart from Li Qitao's studio, there were no other buildings around. Could it be that Li Qitao and Kang Meihui also knew each other?

Jiang Yan secretly wrote down the license plate number of the red car, and then entered the studio.

Li Qitao's student took Jiang Yan into a studio to wait for Li Qitao. After waiting for nearly 5 minutes, Li Qitao finally appeared.

"You haven't come here for a while." Li Qitao spoke with some complaints in his tone.

"Yeah, there are a lot of things going on in the company recently." Jiang Yan said with a smile.

"It's better for us poor people to live leisurely." Li Qitao said to Jiang Yan as if mocking himself.

"What did Mr. Li say? The price of one of your paintings is about the same as our profit for a project." Jiang Yan said politely.

Jiang Yan still planned to ask Li Qitao if she knew Kang Meihui, but it would be bad if she was as abrupt as last time.

"By the way, I asked someone to find your Weibo account, and the new password has been sent to your phone." Li Qitao said.

Jiang Yan was taken aback for a moment, since she failed to enter the password that time, she has never tried again. There have been a lot of things recently, and she also forgot about it.

"I guess you don't have time to paint anymore, but the works on that account are still good, and you can keep them as a souvenir." Li Qitao said.

Jiang Yan was at home before, so she could paint when she had nothing to do, but now the company's affairs cannot be separated from her.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Li." Jiang Yan thanked Li Qitao.

After Jiang Yan left Li Qitao's studio, she received a new password from Weibo on her mobile phone.

Jiang Yan opened her mobile APP, entered her password, and logged on to Weibo. In an instant, the mobile phone's notification sound started to ring non-stop, and Jiang Yan was not given time to react.

Jiang Yan's entire backstage exploded, and new private messages kept popping up, asking what Jiang Yan was doing recently, why she didn't reply to messages, and so on.

Jiang Yan clicked on her homepage, and her last Weibo was filled with similar messages.

Looks like she hasn't updated for too long.

Jiang Yan quickly edited a Weibo, saying that she forgot her password and just found it.

Then close Weibo.