The local tyrant president is not easy to mess with

Chapter 130 Framed 1
"Oh, good. I'll just arrange for someone to go there right away. Miss Ran, wait outside the venue, and Yang Ming will take you home." Luo Yining said to Ran Zijin.

Although Leng Muxuan was in his company and he wasn't worried about his safety at all, he still wanted to listen to Ran Zijin's entrustment to him.

After all, Ran Zijin was worried about the president, and if nothing else happened, he would be the future wife of the president, so he didn't dare to make her unhappy.

"I'll take a taxi by myself. I've got a taxi, and I'm going to get in. Goodbye, Assistant Luo." Ran Zijin lied and hung up the phone quickly.

After slowly moving his back away from the door panel behind him, he raised his hand to wipe his eyes and rubbed his nose, before Ran Zijin quickly ran to the elevator, went downstairs and took a taxi to leave.

Although she hated Leng Muxuan very much now, she still couldn't bear to watch him have an accident.If he left and someone accidentally walked into the house and saw the scenes inside, and then reported these to the newspaper, then Leng Muxuan's image would be completely ruined, and his career would also be hit.

She knew that the last time it was Ye Simian who proposed to her, it had caused the group's stock to fluctuate. If there was a scandal about him to Shangguan Weile, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Ran Zijin took a taxi and went straight back to Isa Garden. The hourly worker was about to leave. As soon as she opened the door, she saw her walking in crying, so she stopped and asked, "Miss Ran, what happened? Why are you crying like this? Stop crying , how can the eyes bear it!"

The part-time worker poured water for Ran Zijin, and brought an ice pack, "Miss Ran, quickly apply it to the eyes, they are very swollen."

Ran Zijin took the ice pack, but didn't put it on his eyes, but put it on the sofa.

She was out of breath from crying, and her speech was broken, "I, I'm fine. Well, tomorrow, oh, no, it's tonight. Yes, it's tonight. I'm going to pack up and leave, so please send me tomorrow. Let's clean the room I stayed in."

"Miss Ran?" The part-time worker looked at Ran Zijin because he didn't understand, and wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know what to say. After thinking about it, he said, "If you really want to leave, Mr. Leng will tell me to clean up. But today It's so late, Mr. Leng didn't come back, and he didn't tell me what to do. You..."

"He will tell you. It's getting late, so you can go first." Ran Zijin walked to her room by herself, regardless of whether the hourly worker had left or not.

The room was very dark without the lights on, Ran Zijin walked in familiarly, walked directly to his bed, leaned against the edge of the bed and sat on the carpet, hugging his knees and stopped crying.

It's not that she didn't want to turn on the light, but she didn't dare to turn on the light.

After turning on the light, this room belongs to Leng Muxuan, and most of the things in it belong to him, completely filled with his smell and breath.

Ran Zijin suddenly hated herself. I don't know when it started, but there was a Leng Muxuan aura around her all the time. No matter how I shook it off, I couldn't shake it off. No matter how I washed it, it couldn't fall off. It was in her blood, like it became a part of her body.

From the day she lived here, she knew that she would leave sooner or later, but she was still a little sad when this day came, because the way Leng Muxuan asked her to leave was a bit special.

The special taste was a little heavy, which she couldn't accept because she couldn't digest it.

When she walked into the bedroom just now, she saw the two entangled naked bodies. The scene was like a thunderbolt, which suddenly exploded above her head. Something went wrong.

If it wasn't for Nangong Lie's yelling that woke her up, she really didn't know how long she would be in that petrified state.

Leng Muxuan tidied herself up and kicked Shangguan Wei Le who was on the ground, but she didn't respond.

He walked out of the bedroom angrily, and saw two glasses of wine on the table in the living room, he didn't know who put medicine in the wine, making him and Shangguan Wei Le entangled.

There is no monitor here, and he felt that Shangguan Weile would not have the guts to do such a thing, so it would be a bit troublesome.

But at the moment he doesn't have time to study these things, he has to find Ran Zijin as soon as possible and explain everything to her.

He shook the door lock, but still couldn't open it, so he called out: "Zi Jin, open the door! Zi Jin, are you still there?"

The person guarding Leng Muxuan outside the door heard his shout and replied: "President, the person you are looking for is not here."

These few people don't know the existence of Ran Zijin yet, but from the analysis of the name Leng Muxuan said, it is a woman, but there is no woman here.

"Crack!" Leng Muxuan heard the voices outside, kicked the door open before he had time to think, and then asked the subordinates outside the door, "What's going on?"

"I don't know. Assistant Luo asked us to come."

After hearing what his subordinates said, Leng Muxuan immediately called Luo Yining.

Almost as soon as the phone was connected, he roared, "What are these people at the door? Why is Shangguan Weile in my room?"

Luo Yining felt a little indigestion when he heard the words Shangguan Weile. The president really asked him. He was busy at the meeting, how did he know why Shangguan Weile was with the president?
"I'm asking you something!" Leng Muxuan continued to growl anxiously.

"President, Miss Ran said you were busy and asked me to send someone to take care of you. I did so. As for Secretary Shangguan, I don't know..."

"Zijin asked you to send someone?" When Leng Muxuan heard Ran Zijin, his temper immediately improved a lot, and he even spoke a little softer.

"Yes, President." Luo Yining knew that the matter was serious, and hurriedly recruited two people, gesturing for them to deal with the affairs of the venue, while he hurried upstairs.

After Leng Muxuan hung up the phone, his mood was very complicated, but it was more worried about Ran Zijin and deeply moved.

He didn't expect that when Ran Zijin was hurt by him and cried sadly, he could still think about him carefully, and asked Luo Yining to send someone to protect him in case something happened to him!

Just as Leng Muxuan walked to the door of the elevator, Luo Yining just happened to come up and walked out of the elevator.

"President." Luo Yining greeted Leng Muxuan, the thick layer of ice between his brows made him feel a little intimidating. "Miss Ran said that she has already gone back first."

"I see." Leng Muxuan clenched his right hand into a fist and kept beating his forehead, "Shangguan Wei Le is still inside, wake me up and ask."

"Yes, President. Shall I send a car to take you back?"

"Let Yang Ming drive, hurry up." Leng Muxuan said as he entered the elevator. The effect of the medicine just now had not completely passed. At this moment, his headache was severe, and he was worried about Ran Zijin in his heart, so he was so anxious that he did nothing. Feeling.

"Okay. I'll call Yang Ming now." After watching Leng Muxuan leave, Luo Yining hurriedly contacted Yang Ming.

He has been with Leng Muxuan for several years. No matter what others say, the president is not easy to get along with, but he has never felt it, because he already knows the president's temperament very well, and everything he does can be in line with his wishes.But today, he felt a feeling of walking on thin ice from the president's face and emotions.

Leng Muxuan went downstairs to the outside of the venue, just as Yang Ming drove over, he didn't wait for Yang Ming to get out of the car to open the door for him, he opened the door and got in the car himself.

"Drive. Isa Garden."

His tone was full of exhaustion, but it didn't affect his cold aura in the slightest.

Luo Yining walked into the room stepping on the door that was broken by Leng Muxuan's kick. There were still some glasses of wine on the table, so he went over to pick them up to have a look, and called for someone to come down.

"Find out what's in there."

"Yes." The subordinate walked away cautiously holding the wine glass.

(End of this chapter)