Evil president, forced love

"No!" An Ran replied reflexively, "I will rely on my own ability to let my mother spend her old age peacefully."

Hearing what An Ran said, Jiang Xian's mood eased a lot, and his voice began to soften, "An Ran, Tang Jun is not as simple as you seem."

An Ran raised her head silently, "Do you know something?"

"Everyone in the capital knows that Mr. Tang San is very capable. You wouldn't naively think that a single businessman can call the wind and rain in the capital."

"Do you know him? Do you know who Tang Jun is?"

"Do you know who fourth master, second master and Shen master are?"

"And that Shen Yaoyao, how much do you know about her relationship with Tang Jun?"

Every sentence of Jiang Xian pierced An Ran's heart, and she couldn't answer every question.

Apart from the confusion on her face, she was at a loss what to do.

She doesn't know Tang Jun, she only knows that he is the president of Tangmen International, and she doesn't seem to know anything about the rest.

Perhaps, she never thought about who Tang Jun... is.

"An Ran, for Shangguan Lie's sake, let me tell you what I said today, you should go back and think it through yourself."

After Jiang Xian finished speaking, he let go of An Ran's arm, glanced at the camera out of the corner of his eye, and then left with peace of mind.

He knew that this would hurt An Ran's heart, but long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. This time, he will not just let the woman he loves go.

An Ran stood where she was, Jiang Xian's words echoed in her mind like an echo.

It wasn't until Tang Jun's voice sounded that she raised her head as if waking up from a dream.

"The auction has already started."

Tang Jun stood in front of her, his tall figure enveloped her, protecting her tightly.

With such a momentary impulse, An Ran wanted to blurt out and ask Jiang Xian's question just now.

But when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back abruptly.

According to Tang Jun's temper, even if she asked about things he didn't want to say, she wouldn't get any response.

"Let's go." An Ran took a step back with some alienation, bypassed Tang Jun, and walked towards the way he came.

Tang Jun's expression darkened, and a look of disappointment flashed across his eyes. After all, he still looked up to her.

Is a woman who can question him and even be cold because of other men's few words, really worthy of his love!

does it worth!

Tang Jun followed her calmly until he arrived at the auction site.

Seeing them go in, Ouyang Ting immediately waved at them, "This way! This way!"

An Ran took a look, there were ten VIP tables at the front, Ouyang Ting, Yan Chenxi and Shen Xiyan were all sitting in front, and other tables were also occupied.

There was only one table vacant, and without thinking about it, it must be Tang Jun's place.

They sat down, just as the second lot came up, it was a calligraphy and painting by Yan Zhenqing, the starting price was 100 million.

An Ran was not interested in these things, and just listened listlessly to other people's bids.

What she was thinking in her mind was still Jiang Xian's words just now.

Tang Jun... Who the hell is he!

The second lot was quickly sold out, and the third lot was also sent up.

"Wow!"

As soon as the things came up, it caused quite a commotion in the audience.