After the all-powerful secretary resigned, the aloof CEO fainted from tears

Nan Yan lowered her head, a trace of concern flashed across her face.

"Grandma, I know that Zhixun is engaged. I shouldn't have other thoughts."

"No, no, grandma didn't mean that."

Shen Xian held her hand: "Grandma naturally likes you. If you really like Zhixun, grandma should go and talk to the Zhong family."

Unexpectedly, Shen Xian would say this. Nan Yan frowned and asked incomprehensibly: "Grandma, you don't like Mo Ran? What's wrong with her?"

"Not at all."

Shen Xian sighed, "It's just that I had some prejudice against her before, so the relationship was a bit tense. I was afraid that if she married into the Shen family, Zhixun wouldn't be able to hold her back."

Nan Yan finally understood. Shen Xian probably felt that Mo Ran's personality was too unpredictable, so Shen Xian liked her more.

Nan Yan knew in her heart that on the surface, she was indeed easier to control than Mo Ran.

But that's just because she is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. I'm afraid Shen Xian still doesn't understand what she really is.

"Grandma, I will resolve the matter between Zhixun and I myself. Don't worry about it. It's getting late, so go to bed early."

Nan Yan was smiling when she spoke. Shen Xian wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Nan Yan: "Grandma, I'm tired too."

"Okay, then go to bed early."

Knowing that she didn't like her involvement, Shen Xian had no choice but to go back to her room without saying anything more.

Nan Yan looked at the closed door in front of her, feeling unspeakably melancholy.

When Mo Ran rushed to Lan Jue in the heavy rain, he saw a large number of reporters outside Lan Jue's door.

The reporters were all wearing raincoats and tried desperately to squeeze in, but were stopped by security guards.

When Mo Ran ran over, his body was already soaked.

The security guard thought she was also a reporter and stopped her directly.

"You're not allowed inside now, please go back."

"I am Qi He's agent."

Mo Ran showed her identity. She didn't bring her agent's ID, but she took a photo to prove her identity.

The security guard compared it carefully before letting Mo Ran in.

Squeezing through the crowd, Mo Ran saw Qi He sitting on the sofa in the hall at a glance.

His head was lowered, his arms were hanging in the air, and blood was dripping down.

Not far away from him, Zhang Heng was arguing fiercely with another agent.

Mo Ran couldn't hear what they were arguing about.

Everything was too noisy, with lights flashing and reporters noisy.

Mo Ran blocked out all sounds and walked towards the man not far away.

"Qi He."

Hearing her voice, Qi He slowly raised his eyes.

That handsome face was full of violence.

His brows were furrowed, and there was strong hatred in his deep eyes.

Mo Ran was frightened by his expression. She didn't know what happened to Qi He to have such a look.

Looking along his cheek to his arm, Mo Ran saw a few small glass fragments on his arm, which had already penetrated into the flesh. Blood followed his muscle lines and dripped to the ground.

Bright red, shocking.

"Why don't you take care of the wound first?"

Seeing his appearance, Mo Ran felt distressed.

"I am fine."

The man spoke coldly, his stubborn expression making people uncomfortable.

"Zhang Heng."

Seeing him like this, Mo Ran raised his head and shouted: "What happened? Who did Qi He fight with?"

"Tianma Entertainment's new male artist Murong Yu."

Zhang Heng turned around and saw Mo Ran coming, and his heart instantly felt more at ease.

"You're finally here! Qi He is a lunatic. I want to treat his wounds first, but he refuses to live or die."

"Where's the ambulance?"

Mo Ran frowned, if the blood continued to flow like this, sooner or later he would lose too much.

But she didn't dare to pull out the broken glass.

"Coming."

Zhang Heng put his hands on his hips: "The question now is how to solve this matter. The photos and videos of his fight with Murong Yu have been posted on the Internet. He has just become popular-"

Halfway through, he waved his hand, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and started smoking.

It was obvious that Zhang Heng cared about Qi He very much.

"You are Qi He's agent, right?"

When the other party saw Mo Ran coming, his attitude became more arrogant: "Let me tell you, if you don't give me an explanation for this matter, I will call the police."

Murong Yu's manager, Mo Ran, has never been seen before. He must be a newcomer, otherwise he would not not know him.

After she glanced at Qi He, she said slowly: "Who made the move first?"

"Of course it's your Qi He!" The man scolded: "Our Ayu just said a few words. He rushed up and punched Ayu. Look at the face that was hit. He will still be there tomorrow. I want to participate in the show! How to participate? Who will be responsible for this loss? "

Following the direction of the man's finger, Mo Ran noticed the man sitting on the chair on the other side.

Only the back can be seen, not the face, but his temperament and visual height are far behind Qi He.

Gee.

Mo Ran shook his head, are all Tianma's current artists this bad?

"What did you say?"

Mo Ran spoke coldly, but the other party's agent claimed that he didn't say anything.

"Zhang Heng."

They refused to admit it, so Mo Ran had no choice but to ask Zhang Heng.

"What didn't you say?"

Zhang Heng had a bad temper. He cut off his cigarette and rushed over, "Your artists are calling us, Qi He, a bastard. Why don't you say anything?"

At this moment, Mo Ran's eyes also turned cold.

It turned out that it was because someone else said something about Qi He’s mother.

In Qi He's heart, mother is the most sacred and inviolable.

But Murong Yu actually used this sentence to provoke Qi He, no wonder.

Mo Ran knew something in her mind, and she looked back at Qi He.

Seeing that he still lowered his head, his whole body exuded a strong aura of sadness.

I decided that I would not let this matter go.

"That's your fault."

She raised her eyes and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "It was you who made the rude remarks first, no wonder Qi He."

"But it was you who made the first move and went to the police station——"

"When you go to the police station, as long as you fight back, it's all the same! It's classified as a fight, and neither of you can eat anything! If you are willing, so are we!"

The powerful aura emanating from Mo Ran's body startled the man.

How did she know that this woman used to be Tianma's famous CEO's secretary, Mo Ran?

"It's okay not to go to the police station. Qi He will be ruined anyway." The other party's agent said unconcernedly: "The reporter took the photo and it was you who made the first move. I see this is a public relations crisis. What should you do?" Solve it! Qi He just waits until he becomes famous!"

The man said, carrying Murong Yu and leaving through Lan Jue's back door.

After they left, Zhang Heng also left.

"As long as you come, I have to go back to Wucheng. I happened to have something to do here, but I didn't expect to see him fighting with someone. I'm not telling you, Mo Ran, since you have decided to be his agent, you must take good care of him. If If you don’t plan to do it, just tell me and I will still want him.”

Zhang Heng left, Mo Ran pursed his lips and looked at Qi He's gloomy face, feeling a dull pain in his heart.