Upon hearing Xu Yun’s words, Sister Liu sighed in relief, patting her chest: "Oh, I thought it was sothing important."
"So it’s just about saving face, huh? That’s easy to handle, let tell you..."
Sister Liu started scheming.
Xu Yun listened and her eyes lit up instantly: "Right, why didn’t I think of that?"
"Isn’t this a good plan?" Sister Liu smiled cunningly.
Xu Yun smiled too: "It is good. Alright, I’ll go with your suggestion and send her the ssage."
"I haven’t seen her for quite a while, I actually do miss her."
Sister Liu: "Alright then."
That day, Su Wan ca over.
When Xu Yun t her, they chatted warmly, as if they were a mother and daughter.
They instantly clicked.
Seeing Su Wan off, Xu Yun was quite pleased.
Thinking everything was under her control.
Bao Ye was her biological son; she was the hostess of the Bo family. Jiang Ruan dreaming of entering the family was just wishful thinking.
Little did she know, she was the one being manipulated.
Before leaving, Su Wan winked at Sister Liu, who, being a smart person, certainly understood what it ant.
Before leaving the Bo family, Su Wan took a look at the large villa, with ambition gleaming in her eyes.
Putting on sunglasses, she got into the car and left.
*
Jiang Ruan had been in a particularly good mood for the past two days, a smile lingering even at the corner of her eyebrows as she spoke, which was noticed throughout the company.
In the afternoon, Jiang Ruan was in her office reading the script of a new drama.
Her eyes on the script, her lips curled upwards.
The assistant brought her so water, teasing: "President Jiang, you’re so happy, sothing’s up. Are you really dating Mr. Bao?"
Others nearby were gossiping too.
"Really? President Jiang, if you’re dating, you should share so sweetness with us."
"Yeah, we want so too."
They were stirring things up.
Jiang Ruan’s ears turned red in an instant. Looking at her subordinates, she coughed lightly, sowhat unnaturally: "What are you talking about."
"I’m single, not dating."
She said earnestly.
"President Jiang, you’re just saying one thing and aning another." The assistant clicked his tongue: "Haven’t you seen what’s spreading online? That photo, we don’t even need to see it to know the female lead is you. Besides, everyone sees how Mr. Bao treats you."
"Anyway, I think a man like Mr. Bao, handso and wealthy, and importantly, he’s not reckless or promiscuous, is simply the epito of a perfect man."
"President Jiang, if you really got together with him, you’d be living a lavish lifestyle in a wealthy family; Mr. Bao’s worth billions, and you..."
As the assistant spoke, their eyes sparkled brilliantly.
Money, so much money.
Money they could never spend.
Jiang Ruan chuckled and lightly tapped her assistant’s forehead with her fingertip: "Alright, it’s broad daylight, stop daydreaming."
Assistant: "Oh co on, I’m being serious with you."
Jiang Ruan, holding the script, leaned against the sofa, and put on a serious look: "Just rember, in this world, relying on yourself is better than relying on anyone else."
"Especially n, they are the least dependable."
"Isn’t there a saying, ’A man’s words are hardly trustworthy’?"
"Don’t envy a wealthy lady, they have their own troubles too."
"After all, I think rather than daydream about being a wealthy lady, it’s better to feel free and be your own boss."
After she finished speaking, silence fell before her.
Looking at her assistants staring at her without saying anything.
Jiang Ruan sensed sothing was off, she blinked: "What is it, did I say sothing wrong?"
The assistant swallowed: "President Jiang..."
Their eyes secretly pointed to the doorway, where a man in a suit stood, the collar unbuttoned, exuding a restraining yet aloof aura.
He leaned against the door, and obviously just arrived.
Jiang Ruan was about to turn her head.
Then she heard the man’s magnetic voice, not the usual cold tone, but with added laziness.
He stepped in, one hand in his pocket.
"Right."
"President Jiang is definitely right."
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