Mrs. Jiang is arrogant

Chapter 1400 Stupid Son

Seeing that Jiang Wenhui misunderstood herself, Jiang Wenhui wanted to explain, "Jing Heng, I really don't know. My friend found it for me. Since you know, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

There was a bit of anxiety on her face, "If Mu Chen is harmed because of me, then I will be to blame for death."

Jiang Jingheng lost his patience and said coldly, "Get out!"

"Jingheng..." Jiang Wenhui wanted to say something else, but seeing Jiang Jingheng's cold face, she fell silent for a while and said, "I'm sorry." She turned and went out.

The door closed, and the room fell into silence.

Jiang Jingheng leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes, he kneaded the center of his brows, his face was gloomy, and he seemed to be in a particularly bad mood.

Lian Jun opened the door and came in, ready to report to Jiang Jingheng, when he realized that his face was not right.

He lowered his voice and said, "Master, there will be a video conference with the UK in five minutes. Here is the information."

He put the information on the table, stepped back, and continued to report, "The person you asked me to find last time has been controlled. Let's see when you want to see him."

Jiang Jingheng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp, and he remembered what happened.

"Temporarily control people." Jiang Jingheng said.

"Yes!"

Jiang Jingheng casually flipped through the documents at hand, then closed them, and said, "The meeting is cancelled."

Surprise flashed across Lian Jun's eyes, and he asked, "This..."

"Okay, let's go out." Jiang Jingheng said indifferently.

Lian Jun didn't dare to say anything, turned around and left the office.

Jiang Jingheng picked up his phone and looked at the netizens' answers, feeling extremely irritable.

If he had been cruel enough back then, this would not have happened.

But he also knew that it was inevitable.

Now, it is too late to regret.

So what should he do?

Jiang Jingheng tapped his fingers on the table lightly, the sound of da da da was very clear in the quiet office.

Thought flashed across his hazel eyes.

Back in the office, Jiang Wenhui received a call from Song Chengan, asking her to have dinner with her at night.

"I have to work overtime tonight, next time." Jiang Wenhui said helplessly.

She sat on the chair, flipped through the documents on the table, and did two things at once.

"Your parents want to see me?" Jiang Wenhui was a little surprised.

She said with some uncertainty: "Your parents agree to us being together?"

"No, I was married, I thought your parents would not agree."

"Well, I see, then let me see when I have time?"

"No, I really have to work tonight." Jiang Wenhui insisted.

In the end, Song Chengan didn't say anything, and hung up the phone.

Jiang Wenhui looked at the phone, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

She turned her head and saw the mirror on the table, and looked at the smiling woman in the mirror. Although she was no longer young, she was beautiful enough. She even had a little more charm because of the years, and she was no longer the young girl she was back then.

She knows what's more important.

On the Song family's side, Song Chengan hung up the phone and told his mother, "Wen Hui has to work overtime tonight, let's change the time."

Mrs. Song's face darkened in an instant, "Why, work is more important than meeting us? That's right, he is the vice president of Shengyuan Group now, so we can't climb up high."

Song Chengan became a little unhappy, "Mom, Wen Hui is not that kind of person, she has always been very concerned about her career, isn't it just a change of time?"

Seeing her son helping others, Madam Song said bitterly, "Haven't you suffered enough from her? Do you want to suffer again? Why did I give birth to such a stupid son like you!"

(End of this chapter)