Jiang Yan smiled slightly, "Okay, thank you, Ranran. But don’t force him. If he doesn’t want to, that’s fine too. I have my own ways to deal with that President Huang."
"I’ll definitely make him listen to this ti. You have no idea, he just offended . Whatever I say now, he’ll agree to."
"Hmm, you better go downstairs now, don’t keep him waiting too long."
Wen Ran’s smile faded from her face, and she looked at her with concern.
Jiang Yan opened the door and pushed her out, "Go downstairs. My clothes were pulled by that damn Huang, and I feel so disgusted. I need to take a shower quickly."
After saying this, she waved goodbye to Wen Ran with a smile and then closed the door.
Once the door separated the two, the smile on Jiang Yan’s face faded away.
She rushed to the bathroom, quickly took off her clothes, and stood under the shower, letting the cold water hit her body.
She wanted to clear her mind, to beco even more awake.
...
After Wen Ran went downstairs, she saw Fu Chenlie and Lu Jinglun standing together smoking.
She knew she wasn’t really in a position to ddle with Lu Jinglun, but Jiang Yan was her best friend. She couldn’t just stand by and watch her suffer such grievances from Lu Jinglun.
Wen Ran stood in front of Lu Jinglun and stared at him, "Mr. Lu, even if Ah Yan is not your fiancée but just an ordinary woman, you shouldn’t use such vulgar ans to bully her. It’s really disgraceful and disrespectful, extrely low-class, no different from street thugs."
After hearing her say so much, Lu Jinglun’s expression remained unchanged.
He only casually dropped a line, "How is she?"
"What do you think? Didn’t you see President Huang not only pulling Ah Yan’s hair but also slapping her face?"
She smirked sarcastically, "Tonight’s incident will definitely beco one of the most profound mories for Ah Yan in over twenty years. After getting married, every ti Ah Yan sees you, she’ll rember what you did today. She won’t love you, won’t care about you, or have any hopes for you. You can continue to play around with different won just like before marriage."
After Wen Ran finished speaking, Fu Chenlie put his arm around her waist, "Ranran, it’s getting late. Shall we go ho?"
She glanced at him, "Can you do a favor?"
"What?"
"Promise first."
Fu Chenlie nodded without hesitation, "Alright."
Wen Ran responded with a "Hmm," "Let’s go ho. I’ll tell you what it is after we get in the car."
He replied with another "Alright."
As they turned to go, he glanced at Lu Jinglun standing there and kindly reminded him, "Ms. Jiang probably doesn’t want to see you right now, so there’s no point in standing here. Since things have already happened, don’t keep regretting them in your heart. If you can make ands, do so; if not, admit your fault and apologize. We’ll be leaving now."
Lu Jinglun didn’t say anything.
Fu Chenlie ignored him, opened the door to the passenger seat for Wen Ran, and watched as she got in.
After returning to the driver’s seat, the man started the engine, drove off, and then glanced at the woman in the passenger seat, "Ranran, what do you want to agree to?"
Wen Ran clutched the seatbelt, feeling a bit nervous inside.
However, she still looked at him and asked, "I’ve heard from many people that you are powerful and influential in Jiang City. I even know you’re quite resourceful. Do you admit that?"
The man chuckled, "I have a bit more money, a few tricks, and as for power and influence, I can only say I know a few people."
Wen Ran nodded seriously and then spoke, "I want President Huang, the one who bullied Ah Yan tonight, to pay the price. Can you help deal with him?"
Fu Chenlie neither agreed nor refused but instead asked her, "Madam, to what extent do you want it to be done?"
"Utter ruin, family torn apart."
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