Lure your wife into your arms: Mysterious husband is the richest man

Chapter 132 My grandfather is in a vegetative state

Chapter 132 My grandfather is in a vegetative state

She got up, walked to the dining table, sat down, picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

There was no expression on her face, but she was still angry inside, so the way she ate was a bit "ferocious".

Lu Jingchen glanced at her, smiled, and wanted to give her a piece of ribs, but she dodged him.

"No, I can do it myself." Jiang Wan said coldly.

"Did I make you angry?" Lu Jingchen pretended not to know, lowered his head, and poked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks, looking a little helpless and aggrieved.

Seeing his appearance, Jiang Wan snorted in his heart and started talking about this man again.

She knew she shouldn't be soft-hearted, but she didn't know if he had poisoned her or something. When she saw his appearance, she couldn't bear to embarrass him anymore.

She hated herself for not being cruel enough, but she couldn't change it.

"Do you know? What I hate the most in my life is people cheating and betraying me. If I find out, I will never forgive you." Jiang Wan put down his chopsticks and looked at him solemnly.

Lu Jingchen's hand holding the chopsticks paused, and his eyelashes trembled.

"You also went to the Imperial Capital these days while I was on a business trip?"

"Ah."

"What are you doing?"

"Go see my grandpa."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Jiang Wan also wanted to ask why he didn't take her with him, but he didn't ask.

"My grandpa is seriously ill, and I have been taking care of him. He is too busy." Lu Jingchen lowered his eyelids, showing a sad look.

"Seriously ill? What about now?" Jiang Wan frowned, looking concerned.

"I'm in a vegetative state. The doctor said I'll never wake up again." Lu Jingchen's voice was choked with sobs.

In the old residence of the Lu family in the imperial capital, Mr. Lu sneezed hard.

The housekeeper thought he had caught a cold and hurriedly put some clothes on him.

He frowned and waved, "No, I'm fine."

"How could this happen..." Jiang Wan's heart was full of pity for the old and the young, and she completely forgot about the logic of his words.

He didn't take her to see him, probably because his grandfather had been unconscious.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wan's depressed mood gradually dissipated a lot.

"Don't worry too much. Grandpa Jiren has his own destiny and will definitely wake up." Jiang Wan held his hand and comforted him.

"Yeah." Lu Jingchen closed his eyes tightly and nodded.

He didn't want to lie to her anymore. They would be separated sooner or later. The sooner she was disappointed with him, the less painful it would be after the separation.

But for some reason, he weaved one lie after another for her.

After eating, Jiang Wan asked him to rest and took the initiative to take up the housework of picking up the table and washing dishes.

The night is getting darker.

Lu Jingchen put down his book, turned off the bedside lamp and closed his eyes.

Jiang Wan looked at the time, put down the work at hand, climbed onto the bed and lay behind him, stretched out her thin arms and hugged him tightly.

The girl's warm body temperature and sweet breath came to him. Lu Jingchen turned over and hugged her slender body into his arms, saying in a low and sexy voice, "Go to sleep."

Jiang Wan looked up at him and rubbed her cheek against his chin. There were green stubble on his chin, which made her feel a little itchy. "Don't be sad, I will always be with you."

"Will you always stay with me?" Lu Jingchen lowered his eyelids and looked at her with deep eyes.

"En." Jiang Wan nodded.

Lu Jingchen sighed lightly, covered her eyes with his slender palms, turned over and kissed her lips.

Jiang Wan blinked when his eyes were suddenly covered by darkness. Although he didn't know why, he still responded to his kiss shyly and tenderly.

on Monday.

After two days of rest at home, Jiang Wan got up early in the morning and went to work at the company radiantly. "Wanwan, you look so good, it seems you have had a good rest." When Liu Ying saw Jiang Wan, she hurriedly ran over and took her arm.

"you too."

"I heard that your new series launch conference was a success. Congratulations."

"Thanks."

"Tch~ What are you so proud of? It hasn't been put on sale yet, maybe the sales are poor." Qian Lina walked up behind them at some point and said in a strange tone.

"Are you sick?" Liu Ying turned back and glared at her.

"You are the only one who is sick, your whole family is sick." Qian Lina scolded back.

The two quarreled for a while, but Jiang Wan didn't want Liu Ying to waste words with her, so he pulled her away.

"Who are you? You don't like others." Liu Ying scolded angrily.

"Isn't she just that kind of person? Okay, don't be angry. I'll treat you to hot pot for lunch." Jiang Wan tapped her little nose.

"Okay, there's hot pot to eat!"

Back in the office, Jiang Wan was busy for a while. Andy opened the door and came in, informing her that the pre-sale would start at nine o'clock tonight.

Jiang Wan took a deep breath nervously and smiled, "I know."

"Don't be nervous. I have seen your series of works. They are all very good and should sell well." Andy patted her shoulder to comfort her.

After chatting a few more words about work, she opened the door and left.

Jiang Wan stood up and made himself a cup of coffee, standing by the window and drinking slowly while looking at the busy traffic outside.

How could she not be nervous? This was a crucial step for her to prove herself.

She had been waiting for this day for five years.

After drinking the coffee and feeling calm, she sat back at her desk and continued working.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated several times, and several vx messages came in at the same time.

It was Mrs. Ma, Mrs. Zhao and several other customers and Zhang Jiayi, asking her when she would start pre-sales so that they could support her.

She responded to the pre-sale time one by one.

Mrs. Ma: "I will definitely support designer Jiang's works. There is no problem in buying them with your eyes closed."

Mrs. Zhao: "I watched your press conference. There are a few necklaces that I really like. Just wait and see."

Zhang Jiayi: "I will definitely support the works designed by Bao. Do you have any pictures? I will post them in the group. My group is full of ladies and ladies with huge purchasing power."

Jiang Wan found some pictures and sent them to her, and a few seconds later received another rainbow fart from her.

"As expected of my treasure, this design is so pretty and beautiful, I like it so much! I'll get one too!"

Jiang Wan looked at her message and smiled.

It was like she had some kind of magic that could always make her nervous mind relax.

However, Jiang Wan had no expectations for the pre-sale results.

Because she is a newcomer, very new, so all the glory she earned in the past few years has been taken away by Jiang Wenwen, and now she has nothing.

Without fame, there is no influence, let alone attention. The number of viewers of her press conference is not ideal, and the series of products she designs are mainly targeted at mid-to-high-end consumer groups, and ordinary people cannot afford them.

Jiang Wan sighed and put her phone on the table, thinking that there was no point in worrying, the result would be known soon, and she had to accept it, whether it was good or bad.

Zhang Jiayi posted the pictures to various groups of ladies and ladies, and after receiving good responses, she picked a few of her favorites and posted them on Weibo, "So beautiful, I like them so much...oooooooo." 】

She has a lot of negative fans, and as soon as she posted on Weibo, the negative comments were overwhelming.

[You can’t afford it if it looks good, you poor guy! 】

[If I read it correctly, this should be a new series from the Saifei jewelry brand. It’s so expensive!Oh, just think about it, you can't afford it in this life. 】

(End of this chapter)

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