Young master Jiang's secret wife: the president has no limits

"You have to be careful about your personal affairs. I know that you have always been a capable child and a good one. Well, also, miss Yue Sijia was a little emotional today, and a few of my nurse assistants were almost pissed off by her." The doctor's calm and warm voice came through the microphone.

"Yeah, okay, I got it." Jiangcheng Ann answered.

As for Yue Sijia, this stepmother, who was only a few years older than herself, Jiangcheng Ann had always kept a distance from her and had always regarded her as an outsider.

An Ran walked into the office. The delicate little miss who had troubled her yesterday was still there. When she saw An Ran come in, she stared at him for a while and snorted.

An Ran was not at the mercy of others, not to mention that she had done nothing wrong. Naturally, she would not feel guilty and continued to walk back to her position calmly.

"It's not that easy. You have to be cruel to yourself, An Ran." An Ran cheered herself up in her heart. She knew that as long as she was capable, there was no reason for the company not to want her. As for the disgust caused by this gossip, it had to be solved by herself.

"Oh, look at An Ran. He's still working as if nothing happened. No wonder he got into president jiang's golden house." Restless whispers appeared again.

An Ran glanced in the direction of the voice, not showing any displeasure, but was unusually calm and did not care at all.

"Weren't you there this morning? Jiang Boss stood up and said it himself. It was just a kind help. It's also true that An Ran's ordinary appearance is not enough for a man of the highest quality like president tang jiang." The other woman did not agree.

It turned out that it was my usual routine to escape from this whirlpool. It was also a blessing, An Ran thought.

The office secretary was walking around again, bumping into two people chatting and scolding, "Didn't you see the statement from the top management of the company today? Is the company paying you to chat? Don't you think you're capable yet?"

The two women, who had been chatting with tea, walked away awkwardly.

"Looks like Jiangcheng an took a lot of effort. Is he trying to protect me?" An Ran was not a vegetarian. She was good at math, and her logical reasoning was not bad. She understood.

Just as the gossip was resolved, An Ran unknowingly changed a lot of his old stereotypes about Jiangcheng Ann.

An Ran's place wasn't that tricky anymore. Chen Qinghang, who was looking for a hole in a tree with An Ran last night, had a bit of a problem.

Chen Qinghang was no longer An Ran's boss, and the chances of the two of them getting along were diminishing, which did not diminish Chen Qinghang's love for An Ran.

"An Ran looks so beautiful in those shoes. I wonder if he will wear them today." A thought flashed through Chen Qinghang's mind.

Then, he hesitated. He knew about Jiangcheng Ann and An Ran, and he deliberately avoided them.

Avoiding the fact that he was not as good as Jiangcheng Ann in all aspects, he understood that from the position, that was the boss of his boss, from the personal charm, he was far from Jiangcheng Ann's innate personality.

"How can I think so? An Ran has been clarifying her relationship with Jiangcheng Ann. On the other hand, An Ran doesn't treat Jiangcheng Ann like any other girl." Chen qinghang thought.

Chen qinghang wanted to find An Ran. He didn't ask for any reason or anything. He knew that the songs he liked should be listened to quietly, and the people he liked should be seen from afar. He was lucky enough to meet such a maverick woman as An Ran. If he could walk into her heart, even an inch would be happy.

Chen qinghang took care of the things at hand, such as forms, work arrangements, and so on, then picked up his phone to send a text message to An Ran.

"An Ran, let's have lunch together." The simple sentence was quickly finished, and Chen Qinghang did not send it out.

He thought about it again and put a smile on his face.

Still not sent out, the phone was put down and picked up, as if it was not the phone in his hand, but an extremely hot potato.

Chen Qinghang felt as though he had returned to his purest days as a student, and suddenly became cautious.

Chen Qinghang didn't notice much of this, and the other colleagues were just too busy as their superiors, and the amount of information needed to be processed on their phones was huge. There was only one person, looking at Chen Qinghang's behavior, his face was filled with disappointment and unhappiness.

"An Ran, let's have lunch together. Don't forget my old boss." Chen Qinghang re-edited the message and silently added a smiling face to the tail.

This time it was finally sent out.

Buzzing, the phone vibrated on the table, and Chen Qinghang picked it up the fastest in his life.

"New information!" Chen qinghang, who had a bright spring glow on his face, opened the small icon of the yellow envelope and his face instantly turned cold.

The text message was just a bill from a mobile service company.

Chen Qinghang's eyes, which were looking at him from a certain corner, fluttered up and down. Chen Qinghang's eyes were smiling when the corners of her mouth were raised. Chen Qinghang's big blinking eyes also dimmed when he looked unhappy.

An Ran, the protagonist of the text message, was exploding into a small universe at the moment, and she was working faster and faster when she understood Jiangcheng Ann's protective consciousness.

"An Ran, check this information." The colleague conveyed the task of the new boss.

"An Ran, do this big data yourself and hand it over this afternoon." Another one.

"An Ran, there's more." An order from the office secretary.

An Ran promised earnestly that she must prove her ability through her work. To An Ran's math genius, these things were just trivial and not too difficult.

"He is indeed a top student in a prestigious school. Some things can be completed quickly only by An Ran." A colleague thought silently, but the atmosphere did not show.

Other colleagues had more or less the same idea, but they were surprisingly unanimous and kept silent.

"Hoo hoo." An Ran stopped tapping on the keyboard, picked up the porcelain thermos next to the computer and took a sip of tea, rubbed it for a long time and stared at the computer's slightly sore eyes.

An Ran habitually swiped the phone interface.

"Hmm? Unread message." A red cross appeared under the small icon of the yellow envelope on the phone, indicating that the message was unread.

"Sender, Chen Qinghang." Oh, so it was him. With yesterday's tree hole as a medium, An Ran still wanted to see the words Chen Qinghang.

"Sure, it's great to have someone to eat with." An Ran replied.

Chen Qinghang had always remembered about the text message, afraid to refuse, and even more worried that An Ran had no intention of replying to the message.

When she was fidgeting, she received a reply from An Ran, her big white teeth showing signs of happiness.

"It's great to have someone to eat with. An Ran doesn't hate me." Chen qinghang changed his troubled appearance and brightened up.