The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

Upon hearing this, the manager on duty turned pale instantly, and more beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. He quickly bowed his head and apologized: "Director Jiang, I'm very sorry, this is definitely an accident! We will immediately launch a full investigation."

Jiang Huai Nian sneered.

"Accident?"

"It's a killer who's here. I'm afraid what you're about to face now is not my living face, but a cold corpse."

His words were as cold as ice. The manager on duty trembled uncontrollably and almost fell to his knees.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door. The security captain and the customer service manager arrived almost at the same time, their faces full of tension and anxiety.

The security captain stepped forward quickly. "After preliminary investigation, we confirmed that the cleaning lady secretly resold the door card to someone who claimed to be your friend. We have taken immediate action and called the police."

The customer service manager followed closely, his tone full of sincerity and determination: "We deeply reflect on this incident and will immediately strengthen employee training, especially the improvement of security awareness, to ensure that such incidents will never happen again. At the same time, we will comprehensively review the existing security processes to find and plug all possible loopholes."

The coldness in Jiang Huainian's eyes did not diminish as a result. His gaze swept across everyone present, a kind of silent pressure.

At this moment, his phone rang. Jiang Huainian glanced at the incoming call, the coldness in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and a warm smile inadvertently appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Let the person in charge of the resort investigate the entire incident thoroughly, no matter how big or small, and report directly to me." Although his voice was soft, it carried unquestionable authority. He then waved his hand, signaling that the people in the room could leave.

Upon seeing this, everyone quickly calmed down, exchanged relieved looks with each other, tiptoed out of the room, and carefully closed the door.

The moment he answered the phone, Jiang Huainian's tone became unusually gentle, as if the whole world only consisted of him and her on the other end of the phone.

"arrive?"

On the other end of the phone, her familiar and gentle voice came, "Yes, I just got off the plane. What are you doing?"

"I sat in the bar with Chen Yu in the evening and had a few drinks. I'm in the hotel room."

"You didn't drink too much, did you? The weather here is really nice, just a little cold."

"Don't worry, I'm not drunk. It's cold over there, remember to wear a long down jacket, a hat, a mask, earmuffs, and gloves. Don't forget to wear them all. Don't let yourself get cold."

"Well, now that I'm all dressed, I feel like a dumpling, so round. Isn't it past one in China now? Are you going to bed?"

"I don't want to sleep, I just want to hear your voice."

"I'll chat with you for a while. You should go to bed obediently when I get back to the hotel. Qianqian has to go to school tomorrow, so you have to get up early."

"It only takes half an hour to fly directly to the kindergarten. It won't delay us."

The two of them kept chatting on the two ends of the phone. Although they were thousands of miles apart, their hearts were closely connected.

half a month later.

new York.

With the successful conclusion of the IDA International Design Award, An Ran, as one of the highly anticipated judges, gladly accepted sincere invitations from all sides and attended several celebration banquets in succession.

An Ran did not feel too much about these celebratory banquets.

But reality always requires a balance. The flagship store in Manhattan, which will open next week, is an important milestone in her career. In order to accumulate connections and expand her influence, she has to face the "socializing" that she has to face.

On the last day, An Ran stepped into a luxurious celebration banquet hosted by a top fashion magazine. This banquet brought together the unshakable authority of the fashion industry, including not only well-known designers in the circle, but also many international superstars and celebrities.

An Ran wore a backless black long dress that day. As soon as she appeared, she became the focus of the whole audience. Not only because of her outstanding design talent, but also because of her identity and background, people flocked to her.

Everyone wants to take this opportunity to get to know this top wealthy lady.

Just as An Ran was clinking glasses with the editor-in-chief, she heard a restless sound behind her and she couldn't help but look back.

An Ran's heart suddenly tightened and she felt a little dazed. Was this an illusion caused by excessive longing?

He was so busy during this period that he couldn't spare any time, so how could he appear in New York?

The crowd automatically parted to make a way for him. The moment their eyes met, a smile appeared in his eyes. He strode towards her and hugged her.

This hug made Anran's heart skip a beat. She had thought that they would not see each other again for another half a month.

She raised her bright eyes and smiled at him: "When did you come to New York?"

Jiang Huaian slowly loosened his arms, but did not completely let go of An Ran. Instead, he took her hand, interlocked their fingers, and looked at her with burning eyes, "I just got off the plane and came here."

He glanced at the red wine glass in her hand and asked softly, "How much did you drink?"

"Just a few sips. I've been holding this glass for more than an hour." An Ran smiled at him and handed the glass in her hand to him, "Come here without telling me."

Jiang Huainian took the red wine glass from her hand and smiled softly.

His deep eyes expressed his longing, "I temporarily adjusted my schedule and transferred in New York."

After saying that, he tilted his head and took a sip of the red wine in his hand.

They stood in the middle of the field, and from time to time someone came forward, with various purposes, to greet Jiang Huainian and try to establish a relationship with him.

Although Jiang Huaian didn't really want to deal with those people, he was in a good mood with his wife around him. He put his arm around An Ran's waist and responded politely to everyone who came up to him.

An Ran raised her eyes and asked him, "When are you leaving?"

Jiang Huaian leaned close to her ear and whispered, "The flight is at five in the morning."

An Ran was stunned for a moment, with a hint of surprise in her eyes: "So hurried?"

Jiang Huainian did not answer directly, but gently rubbed Anran's exposed waist with his warm palm. His fingertips inadvertently touched her skin, bringing a tingling sensation.

"So, let's go now." The voice was full of unspoken ambiguity.

An Ran blinked slowly, "I'm on my period, there's nothing you can do."

Jiang Huainian hugged the person closer and laughed softly.

"I know your menstrual period better than you do."

"Then you're still coming?"

Jiang Huaian narrowed his eyes slightly, put down the goblet in his hand, gently scratched her nose, and teased: "Is that the only thing on your mind?"

An Ran's cheeks instantly flushed, and she was so ashamed and angry that she pinched his waist hard.

He looked at her, reached out and held her hand on her waist, the corners of his mouth raised, and his star-like eyes were filled with a faint smile.

"Let's go back to the hotel."

An Ran glared at him, gently pulled her hand back, sorted out her emotions, and then gracefully said goodbye to her host.