Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

She took out the tablet from her bag, and while dealing with some matters of Donglan Media, she waited for Jiang Qiulan to finish the meeting.She picked up the coffee and took a sip. It tasted instant and it wasn't good. She bit her lower lip and put the coffee down.

As the vice president of Donglan Media, An Wen rarely has leisure in her daily life. She has also signed a few newcomers recently, and some of them have good qualifications. An Wen is willing to give the opportunity.

Waited until 4 o'clock.

An Wen raised her hand and pinched the center of her eyebrows. She stood up and walked to the front desk, "Is Mr. Jiang finished the meeting?"

"Um, Mr. Jiang is still busy, Miss, please wait a moment."

An Wen could tell that Jiang Qiulan made herself wait here on purpose.

She said, "No need."

Then turn around and walk to the elevator.

The president's office is on the 6th floor. After walking out of the elevator, An Wen went straight to the door of the office. The assistant at the door stopped her, "Miss, do you have an appointment in advance?"

"I'm An Wen, looking for Mr. Jiang."

The assistant saw that this man was a little cold and hard, and he didn't seem to be offended, so he had to go in and report.

When the assistant came out, "Miss An, Mr. Jiang wants to see you, please go in."

An Wen walked into Jiang Qiulan's office.

The decoration style of Jiang Qiulan's office is a bit Chinese, the rest area is big enough, behind the gray leather sofa is a huge bookshelf, behind the executive chair is a huge painting, if she reads correctly, this painting should be , an authentic work by a famous artist, was sold at a London auction house three years ago, worth [-] million yuan.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the Jiang family.

Jiang Qiulan was sitting on the sofa. She likes to drink tea and knows how to make tea. Holding the cup of tea, she raised her eyes to look at An Wen, followed An Wen's gaze, and said, "How about this painting? You Know?"

"Mr. Jiang, I'm here to see you today, so you must know why."

An Wen went straight to the point, "I know, you despise my background, you think my background is not worthy of Xu Yunchen, so you desperately want to separate us. So since Xu Yunchen returned from your birthday banquet, you have been in control Him, let him not meet me."

Jiang Qiulan smiled, "An Wen, you must be too confident in yourself."

She looked at An Wen with disdain.

He picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.

The aroma of tea enters the throat, which is very pleasant.

It seemed that the conflict between her son and herself had been resolved, and Jiang Qiulan's face was full of complacency.

Jiang Qiulan took out her mobile phone, "You said that I controlled Xu Yunchen and prevented him from contacting you. It's ridiculous. He is such a big living person. Why did I control him when I said so. Obviously she figured it out and wanted to talk to you Breaking up, I'm afraid you will be sad, so it's not easy to say it clearly. So I'm going to deal with it coldly, so that you can have self-knowledge, I didn't expect that you want to humiliate yourself so much."

An Wen's face turned pale, "Impossible!"

As Jiang Qiulan spoke, she dialed Xu Yunchen's phone number, "Hey, son, it's like this, the girlfriend you were talking about earlier, An Wen, is now in my office and wants to see you, so please tell her clearly , and don't delay other girls."

An Wen clenched her fists tightly as she listened to Jiang Qiulan's words.

She took a deep breath, knowing that Jiang Qiulan did this on purpose to make herself angry.

Jiang Qiulan turned on the speakerphone, put the phone on the table, and glanced at An Wen, "Say it, if you have anything to say, let's make it clear at once."