Mrs. Jiang is arrogant

Chapter 1550 Do you think I'm not as good as Jiang Jingheng? !
Coming out of the company, Song Chengan found that the atmosphere was a bit weird.

Although Jiang Wenhui didn't say anything, anyone could feel the low pressure around her.

He hesitated for a while and said, "You don't need to take other people's words to heart at all. In my heart, you will always be the best."

The person next to him stopped suddenly.

Song Chengan also stopped, looked at her cold profile, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable, I want to go home and rest, let's have dinner together another day." Jiang Wenhui said.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Song Cheng'an grabbed her arm and asked, "Did I say something wrong?"

"No!" Jiang Wenhui raised her hand and brushed her hair back.

It's a pity that Song Cheng'an was not so easily fooled by her. He said: "You took what those people said to your heart, right? Wen Hui, don't care what others say, you are you, and you don't need to compare yourself with anyone."

"I didn't compare myself with others." Jiang Wenhui showed a bit of impatience on his face, "Let go of me."

Song Chengan continued: "Wenhui, I know you want to be strong, but you still have me, I can be your shoulder."

Jiang Wenhui suddenly smiled, she raised her eyes to look at him, and said sarcastically: "Why, you also think I'm not as good as Jiang Jingheng?"

"I didn't mean that." Song Chengan immediately explained, looking at her resentful face, he frowned slightly, "Wen Hui, no one thinks you are inferior to Jing Heng, it's because you care too much."

"Yes, I just care. Since I was a child, no matter my studies or career, I lost to Jiang Jingheng. But in the end, my elder brother was seriously injured and couldn't inherit the family business. Everyone supported me, but grandpa chose him who was useless. Why, just because I am a woman? Can I choose my gender at birth?" Jiang Wenhui laughed at herself.

"Wenhui, maybe it's not what you think, you're too sensitive." Song Chengan persuaded.

"Enough, Song Cheng'an, I don't want to argue with you." Jiang Wenhui shook off his hand, "Don't follow me."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked forward, unlocked the car, and got in the car.

Song Chengan watched her drive away without chasing her, he sighed, his brows were full of boredom.

He guessed that she was in a lot of mood today, so he specially prepared a surprise for her tonight, but now it seems that there is no need.

He took out his cell phone and made a call.

"I won't be here tonight, cancel it."

He hung up the phone, looked up at the sky, the sun had already set, and there was a lingering glow in the sky, but the color of the sky was too dark, it looked a bit depressing.

The news that Jiang Jingheng became the new chairman of Shengyuan Group spread throughout the upper-class circles, and Jiang's family naturally knew it well.

In the Jiang family's mansion, Qiu Shuyun's face has been pulled all day since she knew that Jiang Wenhui was not elected as the president, as if someone owed her 500 million.

The servants at home know her temper and dare not provoke her, but it doesn't mean she won't find fault.

Now the old man is sick in bed, the big house is falling apart, and at dinner, only Qiu Shuyun and Jiang Zhengfeng are on the dining table.

Qiu Shuyun took a sip of the soup and threw the bowl on the table, "How much salt is in this soup, do you want to salt me ​​to death?"

"Second Madam, I'll fill you another bowl." The servant hurried over.

Qiu Shuyun looked at her, and said angrily: "Why, seeing that we Wen Hui didn't become the president, you people started to neglect us, who gave you the courage!"

"No, Second Madam, we dare not." The servant said hastily.

Jiang Zhengfeng looked at Qiu Shuyun, a little impatiently, "I think this soup is very good, don't look for trouble!"

(End of this chapter)