Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 4
"why?"

Zhou Miao seemed a little confused. She and Xiang Wan came to the dream club for about the same time. After half a month of getting along, she felt that Xiang Wan was good-looking and had a good temper. Such a person was pleasing everywhere.

However, the front desk manager targeted her everywhere, not allowing her to take breaks to change shifts, or asking her to deal with the vomit of drunk guests. For more than half a month, she hardly gave her a good face.

Just like that, Xiang Wan acted like he was at the mercy of others, and accepted everything he ordered.

"I don't have any money. I'm here with food and lodging." Xiang Wan let go of her hand rubbing her legs, raised her head and forced a smile: "Besides, I can't find another job."

Zhou Miao didn't understand what Xiang Wan was thinking, so he stopped talking.

Xiang Wan knew that no one would look down on her spineless appearance, but she didn't care. The biggest shareholder behind the Dream Club was He Hanchuan, and he knew her every move and every word and deed here.

She could bear it no matter what, she was just worried, worried that He Hanchuan would really attack the Xiang family, it was her unfilial piety to implicate the Xiang family back then, now she just wanted to make herself less troubled.

Not far away, two limited-edition sports cars parked on the square in front of the clubhouse. There were three men and two women getting on and off the car. The parking driver drove the car away, and those few people walked towards the lobby talking and laughing.

Xiang Wan withdrew her hand and put on a standard smile. When those people approached, she hurriedly bowed, "Hello, welcome to Dream Home..."

A group of rich second generations looking for fun, naturally no one paid attention to the lady who greeted guests, and got on the elevator happily.

The woman walking at the back passed by Xiang Wan, but stopped suddenly. Then, she looked down at her with her head down and frowned, and asked in a low voice uncertainly, "Xiang Wan?"

Xiang Wan froze for a moment, then raised her head subconsciously, and saw a somewhat familiar face, but she couldn't remember who it was.

Seeing her blank look, the woman smiled meaningfully on her delicate face: "It's really you. It's strange. Is your sentence going to expire so soon? You didn't even tell your old friend when you got out of prison. Good for you to catch the wind."

After she finished speaking, Zhou Miao opened her mouth wide in shock. Xiang Wan had thought of this situation a long time ago, and the expression on her face remained the same.

But the man refused to let her go so easily.

He folded his arms around his chest and looked at her carefully, then smiled sarcastically, "Xiang Wan, why did you become such a ghost? Is life in prison difficult?"

Xiang Wan pursed her lips and did not speak, and even kept smiling.

The woman felt like she was being punched in the cotton, and finally she couldn't hold back anymore, she frowned, and her voice began to sharpen, "When did the dream club have such a low recruitment standard? Find a woman who has attempted murder It’s okay to welcome guests. What kind of attitude is there if the guests don’t talk to each other? What about your manager..."

"Song Qiao, what are you doing?"

A deep voice interrupted the woman's words, and Xiang Wan turned her head to watch the man approaching. Her memory finally became clear.

It was him...

Xiang Wan didn't expect to meet Jiang Qifeng in this situation.

When she was in prison, the only person who visited her was him.

It's just that his visit was probably filled with hatred. He is Jiang Qingran's brother, a woman who almost killed his sister, so how could he be calm.

"Ah Feng, you are finally here, guess who I saw?"

Jiang Qifeng naturally also saw Xiang Wan, and there was an incomprehensible expression in his eyes. The change in Xiang Wan was undoubtedly huge. He frowned, and after a while, he walked up to her, his voice very soft. , "When did it come out?"

"A half month ago."

Her calmness made him a little surprised. When he lowered his head and touched the shallow scar on her face, her chest seemed to be rubbed by something, and he felt a little stuffy. Just live well."

"Thank you."

Song Qiao didn't expect Jiang Qifeng to let Xiang Wan go so easily, and his face suddenly became ugly.

(End of this chapter)