Robi once said.

Gu Jiangnian and Jiang Muwan were both stingy and the other was revenge.

The two of them look different, but they are not good things in their bones.

Xu Fang has a deep understanding of this sentence.

On the vast lawn of the manor, Jiang Muwan was bathing in the sun with his mobile phone. The sun was getting higher and the temperature gradually increased. He took off his coat and left only a black round-neck sweater.

Standing in the sun, covered with a gentle layer of light.

"The old man made several fraudulent donations in his early years, either because the amount was wrong or just verbally speaking, but several people were involved in these few transactions, and it was difficult to uproot the roots."

Another difficult word.

Jiang Muwan now heard this difficult word and felt his mind buzzing.

The Jiang family has taken root in City C, which is too deep.

"Where is the evidence?"

"There are all evidence, but it is not enough. The most direct and powerful method is to let the old man admit it in person."

In person admit it?

That old fox would not be trapped so easily.

"Send me the email, you come back first," she spoke, her words coldly.

Since she has made up her mind, she will definitely achieve her goal.

Just wait for the opportunity.

On the other side, the man wanted to say something else, but the words he spoke were stopped on his lips and changed to a sentence: "Okay."

When Jiang Muwan put away his cell phone and walked into the room, Xu Fang also came and leaned over to Gu Jiangnian's ear and said something. The man's brows tightened, but when he saw Jiang Muwan stepping over, he let go very quickly.

"What does it mean if you didn't find out?"

At night, in Gu Mansion's study, Gu Jiangnian stood by the window with a cigarette in his arms, frowned, and pondered everything Xu Fang had just said.

Xu Fang stood behind him with a tough bullet and did not dare to speak easily.

Junhua's information department is not a vegetarian.

Even the matter of Vice President Jiang coming from the capital was found out, and the matter between the Song and He families was clearly understood. But today, he was blocked by a telephone number.

Gu Jiangnian's anger was not in vain.

"The other party seems to be a master," Xu Fang conveyed the original words of his colleague in the Information Department to Gu Jiangnian.

When Gu Jiangnian heard this, he smiled: "Does my Junhua raise trash?"

After his words fell, he slowly turned around and looked at Xu Fang, his words were gloomy.

Xu Fang was so scared that he was sweating coldly.

"I'll let them continue to check now," he said hurriedly.

Bang, a crisp sound came from the study room diagonally opposite through the half-closed door. Before Xu Fang could react, the person who was standing in front of him was already smoking quickly towards the study room.

"What's going on?" The man looked at the plates broken into pieces and the fruits scattered all over the floor, and said in a very hard way.

"Sir," the servant lowered his head, and did not dare to breathe.

Jiang Muwan stood aside, with a bad look on his face, and looked at the servant with a cold look.

Then, he picked up the water cup on the table and slapped it hard at the foot of the servant.

And in front of Gu Jiangnian, he started anger.

It seemed so angry.

Gu Jiangnian's concern just now has been replaced by displeasure.

"How can you turn over the things on my desk?"

In the past, Jiang Muwan's temper was only towards Gu Jiangnian, but today, it was rare that it was the first time that she had seen her exasperate anger on her servants.

He glared at the servant who was standing in front of him with wide eyes, and regardless of whether Gu Jiangnian was present, he looked at the person in front of him in anger.

"I don't. I just saw that the wife's desk was a little messy and wanted to reach out to sort out her for her," the servant explained carefully, and glanced at Jiang Muwan's gaze, which made her look like a vicious hostess who was unforgivable.

Jiang Muwan narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, looked coldly at the person who explained, and walked to the person. Regardless of whether there were any glass fragments under his feet, he quickly stepped over and reached out to the servant's apron pocket and took out a piece of paper and threw it on her face.

Ji Yan said with a sharp look: "Where can I just leave my documents when I pack up my things?"

Gu Jiangnian and Jiang Muwan are both senior managers. The managers of a company will have some shameful secrets, and the most taboo thing is the disloyalty of subordinates.

"Lan Ying," the man shouted coldly, his cold and heartless gaze locked tightly at the servant.

The frown brows show the displeasure of this person.

"Madam, I'm wrong. I didn't take my wife's documents. I'm taking Song Sishen's performance schedule. I'm a fan of King Song. Madam, I'm wrong. I'll never dare to do it again."

The crying voice exploded in the room, and Jiang Muwan was displeased.

The anger has not diminished.

Lan Ying saw this situation aside and pulled the person out with a sense of knowledge.

The crying and admitting mistakes came to an abrupt end in the corridor.

Jiang Muwan stood in the middle of the house and was quite troubled. Before the servant brought the fruit, she was on the phone with the senior executive of Das to discuss something very difficult.

After a moment, she raised her hand to her hips, looked to the side, and a sigh rang out slightly.

Gu Jiangnian leaned over, and his slender fingertips fell on the ground and were kneaded into pieces of paper, twisted up and opened. As the servant said, it was indeed a timetable for Song Sishen's performance.

"Don't calm down," Gu Jiangnian said softly to persuade him when he saw that he was very popular.

Jiang Muwan sighed fiercely, obviously because he was still angry.

Looking at the fragments all over the floor, my mood was even more messy.

The cell phone in his hand buzzed, and without considering Gu Jiangnian's presence, he answered the phone. There was no word in a few words, but a word was revealed concisely: "Say."

"Mother."

The irritability of the previous sentence forms a sharp contrast with the gentleness of the next sentence, and even Gu Jiangnian is surprised.

Looking at Jiang Muwan, he looked at him a little more.

She said kindly and said again: "I have some troubles at work."

Song Rong was probably comforting her a few words on the other side, and she spoke in a warm voice: "I know."

This phone call is not long and it is not an exaggeration to say it is just a few words.

After receiving the phone call, Jiang Muwan looked at the fragments on the ground and sighed again.

Looking up, he saw Gu Jiangnian holding a pocket in one hand and wrinkled paper in the other, looking at her with a smile.

Jiang Muwan glanced at someone in anger, walked in without avoiding the glass scrap on the ground, and reached out to take away the paper from Gu Jiangnian's hand.

I picked it up and looked at it, then held it in my palm and rubbed it, throwing away all the trash cans.

Gu Jiangnian looked at her slowly, with a smile on his lips: "I thought it was my personal privilege to be a punching bag!"

Jiang Muwan sneered: "I think beautifully."

"Don't you miss your mother? Why don't you talk for a while?"

Yes! Jiang Muwan also felt very strange. If it were usual, she felt unhappy and Song Rong called and she would definitely act coquettishly, but today, the phone call was hung up a little too quickly.

Just as he lowered his eyes and thought, a pair of powerful palms around his waist circled up. The man's thin chin fell on the top of her hair and rubbed slowly.

"Manman," he called her.

Before Jiang Muwan moved, his back, which was wrapped in Gu Jiangnian's arms, was slightly stiff.

"What should I do if I feel a little disappointed?" Gu Jiangnian always thought that he was an exception to Jiang Muwan. He had known him for a long time. He had never seen this person quarrel with others in public. The capital was even more praised. Words such as ladies from the family and well-educated are emerging one after another.

But Jiang Muwan, whom he saw, was different from what others said.

Jiang Muwan, whom others saw, had a template.

It seemed that there was only one person at any time and anywhere, and the Jiang Muwan he saw was fresh, had a temper, and had blood and tears.

She is not a lady from a family, nor does she want to be well-educated.

She is just herself.

Until today, Gu Jiangnian thought he was Jiang Muwan's exception.

But just now, when she got angry at the servant, Gu Jiangnian's thoughts loosened.

"What are you losing?" Jiang Muwan was puzzled.

"It turns out that Manman is not just about losing his temper at me," the person behind him spoke calmly, and his straight words hit Jiang Muwan's heart from the cochlea.

Jiang Muwan's heart trembled slightly, and she felt a little clear in her heart, but she didn't dare to admit it.

Then, Xiao Xiao said with a slight inquiry: "Don't fall in love with me."
To be continued...