Jiang Feiran left the banquet.

She returned home dejected.

Jiang Haoming was sitting on the sofa in the villa, holding a book by Daniel Kahneman, a world economist, and reading it with gusto.

"You're back?"

Jiang Haoming put down the book and saw his precious daughter with a sad face, as if she had been struck by something.

Jiang Feiran excelled in both reading and writing from a young age, winning awards and becoming soft-handed. Later, she showed amazing talent and entered the MIT Finance Department, causing a sensation in Yuncheng.

After graduation, he rejected Wall Street's offer of an annual salary of millions of dollars and resolutely returned to China's Yuncheng to start 'Feiran Beauty.'

In just a few years, with his personal ability, Feiran Beauty has become the best in Yuncheng.

It is said that "Feiran Beauty" brought Jiang Feiran nearly eight figures of wealth last year.

For Jiang Feiran, Jiang Haoming has always regarded her as the pride of her life and the apple of her eye.

Among the entire younger generation in Yuncheng, they are at the top level in terms of appearance and personal ability.

Therefore, four years ago, Mr. Jiang Huaian brought Su Xuan from outside to marry Jiang Feiran.

The entire Jiang family was unanimously opposed.

That night, Jiang Haoming even ran to the old man's study to pat the table.

"It's a pity..." Jiang Haoming shook his head gently: "Feiran has an arrogant personality and has too high a vision. In many places, she is still unable to control herself freely."

"I just did such a ridiculous thing at the wedding, and I was scolded by my eldest brother and the others when I came back."

Jiang Feiran pursed her lips hard.

After hesitating for a moment, he looked at Jiang Haoming who was sitting on the sofa with a smile.

"Little girl, although Lu Feng and you grew up together, you are by no means a good match."

"At the wedding, you and him got married. Fortunately, you didn't go to get the marriage certificate. Just treat it as an impulse on your part."

"Lu Feng has a background and ability, and his future is limitless. But his character is not good. I heard that he once broke someone's foot in a bar because he was jealous over a girl. Privately, there are several rich girls who are very close to him."

"Su Xuan is low-key and humble, with a kind personality, which just matches your strong personality. Unfortunately, he has no background, no ability, and he looks mediocre and ordinary."

Jiang Haoming shook his head as he spoke.

Jiang Feiran whispered: "Dad, can I ask you a question?"

Jiang Haoming raised his gold-rimmed glasses, nodded gently in a gentle manner.

Jiang Feiran asked curiously: "What do you think of Zheng Jiuling?"

The middle-aged man was stunned and frowned: "Why are you asking him?"

"The richest man in Yuncheng is half nine years old. When he was young, he relied on a kitchen knife to kill pigs to become the richest man in Yuncheng. Now he is involved in real estate, decoration, and factories, providing nearly 100,000 jobs. In 2006, he had a net worth of 40 billion

, ranked on the Hurun list.”

"It is also a pillar industry in Yuncheng, and the God of Wealth in the eyes of those few."

Jiang Feiran lowered his head.

In my mind, there was always the scene of the sexy woman leaving the banquet with Su Xuan on her arm.

"Dad, what kind of status do you think it takes for Zheng, the richest man with a net worth of 40 billion, to be willing to follow him as if he were a subordinate?"

Jiang Feiran raised her head and looked at Jiang Haoming without blinking.

"Is this position enough for a wealthy family in the province?"

Jiang Haoming smiled and shook his head.

He said disdainfully: "Fei Ran, you underestimate the richest man Zheng. If you want richest man Zheng to accompany you at the last table and bow down, the other person must be at least the minister of the border, the richest man in the province, or one of the big families in Yanjing."

Jiang Feiran was stunned.

When I think of the person I despise, being treasured by another woman, I hold Su Xuan's arm and walk out of the banquet.

Moreover, that woman also has the ability to make the richest man Zheng bow down.

Jiang Feiran felt that her head was about to explode.

The sharp nails dig into the palm of your hand.

She went back to the room alone, kicked off her high heels and lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Finally, he snorted coldly: "No wonder just now, you called the richest man Zheng on the phone to come forward for you. It turned out to be because of that woman."

"Humph, so what."

"You don't have any abilities. Even if you know someone with a high status, it won't take long for you to fall out of that circle."

"Su Xuan, I didn't like you before, I don't like you now, and I won't like you in the future!"

…

On the way back to the villa.

Su Xuan sat in the back row of the luxurious Maybach and looked curiously at Lu Wanji beside him.

"Sister Ji, thank you."

Su Xuan opened his mouth to thank him.

However, Lu Wanji closed her beautiful eyes and regarded Su Xuan as nothing, without replying a word.

Then Su Xuan's eyes slowly moved up and down from her beautiful face, past the rough waves on her chest, and stopped at her two straight beautiful legs.

"Does it look good?"

The voice sounded faintly.

Su Xuan looked up and saw Lu Wanji looking at him with a half-smile.

Su Xuan generously stretched out his hand: "Anyway, I still want to thank you for helping me. I have stayed in the Jiang family for four years, and I have rarely seen Jiang Feiran look so deflated."

Lu Wanji glanced at Su Xuan but ignored it, minding her own business and closing her eyes.

Su Xuan took back his hand and touched his nose awkwardly.

There is no human touch in this woman, she is extremely cold and aloof.

Tonight, Lu Wanji did not go back to Zheng Jiuling's private estate, but came to Paohu Mountain by the Xishui River.

Paohu Mountain is the largest villa area in Yuncheng.

The price per square meter of any villa exceeded more than 500,000 yuan last year.

Without one or two hundred million, it would be impossible to get it. Even the security guard at the foot of the mountain would stand up straight and salute with a 'kick' sound when he saw the owner coming back.

The most famous one is Paohu Spring on Paohu Mountain. The spring water is sweet and refreshing, making tea with endless aftertaste and leaving a fragrance on the lips and tongue.

Despite constantly overestimating Lu Wanji's identity.

But when Su Xuan saw the two Maybach commercial vehicles driving straight to the door of Villa No. 1 on the top of the mountain, he was still shocked.

Then I realized that I still underestimated Lu Wanji.

"Are we going to live here from now on?"

Su Xuandong looked around.

Then he said dissatisfiedly: "Sister Ji, I know you are aloof and dignified. If most people say a few words, they will lose their status."

"But anyway, I have no chance of becoming your husband in the future. When I talk to you, can you stop being so cold and give me face?"

Lu Wanji then said casually: "I'm going out for a few days. If anything happens, just ask Guan Zhendong."

"He is my driver, just call him Uncle Dong."

Uncle Dong’s name is Guan Zhendong.

This middle-aged man, who is nearly 1.8 meters tall, has bulging temples and bent fingers. He seems to have the power to crush gold and break iron. He is definitely a master.

As he got closer, Su Xuan could even hear the faint sound of surging inside his body.

It was the sound of blood flowing, like a rushing river, roaring and deafening.

That night, Lu Wanji left.

According to Uncle Dong, Miss Lu will be back in two or three days.

Before Su Xuanjing could make up his mind, he took a closer look at his situation and studied the mysterious pattern on his chest.

A phone call came.

The three characters Zheng Jiuling jumped into Su Xuan's eyes.

Su Xuan smiled slightly.
Chapter completed!