The fake daughter ran away with the baby, and the president chased her relentlessly

Netizen A: Is this what you girls mean by relying on yourself?

Netizen B: The gender equality that we have been promoting so hard on the Internet has become a joke, as Sang Ran is only one gender.

Netizen c: Oh my God, I can’t even imagine how dirty she is.

Netizen D: We strongly demand that Only Company dismiss Sang Ran. People with chaotic work styles are not worthy of working in a large company!

There were more dirty and vicious curses that were simply unbearable to watch. Sang Ran finally witnessed the power of cyber violence.

Even though she felt that she had a strong will, she couldn't help but doubt herself at this moment.

These people's comments were very convincing, and Sang Ran was almost beginning to believe them.

Her brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, and she simply turned off her cell phone. She covered her small face, which was as big as her palm, with a pair of slender hands. Only when she was covered in them did she feel a little safe.

Sang Ran calculated the time and gave himself ten minutes to calm down.

When the time came, she turned on her phone again and clicked on the Weibo video recording.

When she faced the camera, she noticed that her lips were a little pale. She quickly took out lipstick from her bag and put on a layer of it. Only then did she feel that her complexion did not look so bad.

She clicks record:

"Hello everyone, I am the person involved in this controversy, Sang Ran. First of all, the negative comments about me online are pure slander. I will find the person behind the scenes to prove my innocence. Secondly, I also want to clarify the relationship between me and my adoptive father Sang Huaimin mentioned in the post."

She took a deep breath and flicked her hair:

"It's true that the Sang family's parents and I are not biologically related, but this is a misunderstanding. Before they found their biological daughter, the Sang family had always raised me as their own daughter. There is no such thing as a child bride or a skinny horse from Yangzhou."

"As for accompanying the boss, that picture is of me... a good friend of my father, who is also my uncle. It was taken at my eighteenth birthday party."

"third......"

Sang Ran didn't know how to explain her relationship with Pei Jingping.

One night stand?

Telling others about this relationship would only deepen other people's negative impression of her and lead to her being demonized by public opinion.

In addition, Pei Jingping's status in the Kyoto business circle further confirmed the fact that she was a big shot on the list.

Sang Ran didn't expect that Yao Ya, who was still flattering her last night about how good Pei Jingping was, has now become a sharp knife stabbing her.

You can't say they went to the hotel to play mahjong, right?

After thinking about it, she turned off the video recording.

Switching to WeChat, she sent a message to Yan Qi:

Sang Ran: [What did Alim say? ]

Yan Qi replied immediately: [Don't worry, it's not a big problem. They said that Mr. Qiao trusts you very much, but because the artist is afraid of public opinion, they can only replace the designer of this order. The order is still there.]

Sang Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it doesn't cause any trouble to Yan Qi.

But she was also very confused. If Qiao Zhi really did it, then how could Qiao Chang say that he trusted her?

Doesn’t Qiao Chang love his daughter very much?

Sang Ran decided to let it go and let things develop. In a couple of days, maybe no one would discuss it anymore.

After all, when it comes to public opinion, responding will only add fuel to the fire.

She planned to ask Yan Qi for a few days off. Anyway, she was not needed for the orders now, and her presence in the company would be bad for the company's image.

I just tapped the screen twice and the page turned and a call came in.

Sang Ran picked up the phone: “Hello.”

The anger in Sang Huaimin's voice could be felt through the screen: "What on earth did you do out there? Did you know that Sang's stock market value plummeted because of you?"

He panted heavily and said, "Your sister finally achieved some success because of you. Why are you so worried about us?"

Sang Ran was emotionally broken the whole morning. She endured the discomfort and digested the malice on her own.

You may feel wronged, but there has never been a moment like this.

He clearly knew that those were all rumors, but he still couldn't bear to say even a word of comfort.

But shouldn't she be used to it by now?

She spoke, her voice somewhat weak: "I will find a way to deal with it as soon as possible."

Sang Huaimin did not expect that Sang Ran, who was always tough, would admit his mistake so softly.

He paused for a moment, then slowed down his tone: "Forget it, since your last name is Sang, I will come with you to find someone to help."

He thought he could give Sang Ran some comfort: "In fact, your mother and I still have feelings for you. We didn't sign the documents you asked the lawyer to send us that day."

His words were spoken casually, but they were like a heavy blow to Sang Ran, catching her off guard and leaving her head buzzing.

Her temple was throbbing as if a stretched string had broken, exploding and causing pain in her cochlea.

She couldn't believe it and suspected that she had heard it wrongly: "What?"

Sang Huaimin thought she was too moved, and said with pride in his voice: "The lawyer you found is my good friend. Take a closer look. The contract he sent you is a reprinted one, which has no legal effect."

Sang Ran found the contract sent by the lawyer in the drawer.

After careful inspection, it was found that there were many typos and word games, and the replaced text did not have any legal effect.

She didn't think too much about it when she received it, she just glanced at it quickly.

Sang Huaimin said to himself: "Your mother and I have already thought about it. When the time comes, we will make a will in advance. You will take 10% of the Sang family's property, and the rest will go to your sister."

He said, "Don't feel unbalanced. After all, your sister has suffered so much for so many years."

Sang Ran barely recovered from her shock and said, "I don't want your property!"

She had to admit that at this moment, she really broke down.

Why can’t I ever get rid of the Sang family?

Sang Huaimin smiled instead of getting angry: "Actually, before I called you just now, I had already contacted a friend for help, but since I've done something for someone else, I have to show some appreciation, right?"

He added, "It just so happens that his friend's wife passed away a few years ago, and he saw your photo and thought you were a good match, so he said he wanted to arrange a marriage with our family. Sang Ran, you are really lucky, and he happens to have a son too, so you two are a good match."

"That's enough." Sang Ran finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart: "So you don't believe that I can handle this matter at all, and you want to use me as a bargaining chip in exchange for the stability of your Sang Group?"

Sang Huaimin retorted: "Why do you have to be so harsh? Aren't we doing this for your own good?"

Sang Ran couldn't bear to listen any longer and hung up the phone before he could finish.

She was wrong. If the source of the problem was not solved, there would only be more and more trouble.

Avoiding the problem will not solve the problem, it will only make the situation worse.

The phone received a message again.

Sang Ran was too lazy to even look at it, he just flipped the screen over and put it on the table.

It turned out that she seemed to be particularly busy with work today, and not long after, another call came in.

Unknown number.

Sang Ran answered the phone irritably, stroking his forehead with his hand, and his tone was not very good: "Who is it?"

"it's me."

Sang Ran’s body stiffened.

The man on the other end of the phone was not at all displeased by her bad attitude. He spoke again, his voice as calm and slow as a mountain spring.

There seemed to be some kind of magic that calmed the storm in Sang Ran's heart:

"Come to the underground garage."