After the divorce, my wife became a boss

When Jiang Chengan came, Wang Hongshen's complexion was neither good nor bad.
But the only thing that is certain is that he will not treat Cheng An like he treats her.

Su Zhao felt a little bored when she felt this, but she didn't show anything. After all, she could already feel the difference between Wang Hongshen and him during the competition in State M.

At dinner in the evening, Su Zhao put a bowl of soup in front of him as usual.

Jiang Chengan's dark eyes deepened, and he casually looked at Li Ding who was standing beside him: "Why is Steward Li so partial, only Junior Sister can drink soup, so I don't have it?"

As soon as the words fell, a strange atmosphere filled the dining table.

It was Wang Hongshen who was the first to react, smiled, and explained lightly: "Zhaozhao is a woman, and she is so thin, so she should make up for it."

"Is that so." Jiang Chengan touched his chin with a look of understanding.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief and was about to eat with chopsticks, he said again: "I don't feel well recently, and I want to make up for it. Butler Li, do you mind serving me a bowl?"

The man handed over the bowl gracefully, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Li Ding stood there dumbly, without reaching out his hand.

Jiang Chengan's cold eyes sank, and he repeated coldly, "Butler Li, help me add a bowl of soup."

For a moment, the atmosphere at the table was tense.

Wang Hong looked at Su Zhao deeply, who was playing with his mobile phone with lowered eyebrows, without any intention of raising his head.

"Chengan, only Zhaozhao wants to drink this soup, and the kitchen doesn't have much prepared, you want it."

"Then I'll drink hers." Jiang Chengan interrupted him in a gentle voice, picked up Su Zhao's soup bowl opposite him, and drank it down in one gulp.

The movement was so fast that no one came to stop it.

Su Zhao raised his head, and the hand holding the mobile phone under the table tightened.

"It's quite delicious." He put down the bowl, his brows and eyes stretched, as if he couldn't notice the atmosphere on the table.

Wang Hongshen's eyes were dark, and he was about to get angry, but he was pressed down abruptly by him, and he picked up the chopsticks to eat as if nothing had happened.

After taking a few mouthfuls, he put down his chopsticks again, his eyes were cold, and his tone was low: "No matter what, you have to know how to measure it. Since you want to drink, the kitchen will prepare two bowls."

After leaving this sentence, he stood up with his hands behind his back, and left with a cane.

Su Zhao moved his lips, and just about to speak, the man shook his head slightly.

When she returned to her room at night, she couldn't hold back and called Jiang Chengan, but the answer over there was very quiet.

"Why do you want soup?"

"Then what else?" The man curled his lips mockingly, "You know the result of coming back, and he won't stop hurting you, so you still want to come back."

Su Zhao paused, and said calmly, "That's what I want to do, I have my purpose, you don't need to intervene."

"Then I won't let things happen that I don't want to see happen." The man didn't take half a step back.

Su Zhao had no choice but to hang up the phone angrily.

Little did he know that in the opposite window, Jiang Chengan looked at the shadowy figure on the window through the glass, his gaze was soft.

Another bedroom.

Wang Hongshen sat on the sofa with obvious fatigue on his face.

"Boss, what should we do now?" Li Ding was a little anxious, "Jiang Chengan is like this, what should we do next?"

The old man opened his eyes, his cloudy eyes were full of light: "Continue."

Li Ding opened his lips in astonishment, and murmured: "Then Jiang Chengan?"

The man curled his lips and smiled coldly, "Choose someone else."

He was determined to help Jiang Chengan to the position of the next leader, otherwise he wouldn't tear himself apart and only attack Su Zhao.

But now, there's no need, he won't leave such an uncontrolled and reckless person.

That night, Su Zhao slept deeply.

It wasn't until dawn that someone knocked on the door that she sat up sleepily.

When she opened the door, her face was cold and irritable, "What's the matter?"

It was the first time for Jiang Chengan to see her getting angry, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, "Aren't you going downstairs?"

Hearing these words, Su Zhao lost most of his sleepiness and became more awake, "Oh."

She closed the door again, packed up before going down.

Jiang Chengan was already sitting on the sofa chatting with the people next to him.

When Su Zhao came down, Mo Ran happened to come in from the outside.

Seeing the person sitting on the sofa, his eyes lit up, he walked over quickly, and called out in a sweet voice: "Brother Chengan!"

Su Zhao script had already landed on the ground, but he couldn't help turning his head when he heard this sentence, and then he naturally raised his foot towards that side.

"Hello." Jiang Chengan replied perfunctorily, with a flat and expressionless face.

Only then did Mo Ran see Wang Hongshen next to him, and his heart skipped a beat when he realized it later, "Boss."

Wang Hong took a deep look at her, and quickly looked away. Seeing the person coming behind him, he beckoned: "Zhao Zhao, come and sit."

Su Zhao walked over and sat down.

Mo Ran stood there with a livid face, staring at Su Zhao with hatred.

"Recruiting new things, how do you see the progress today?"

Su Zhao sat there, raising his eyebrows lazily: "Whatever."

Anyway, it's just a formality, it's up to him to decide whether to stay or not.

Even she can guess his intention, it's just a shield.

Wang Hongshen seemed to attach great importance to this recruiting, so he followed behind after sitting for a while.

Apart from the rose garden I saw last time, there is an empty playground next to it, and a ring has been built on it, and people come and go. Yesterday, the team was competing with each other.

"You can see if there are any good seedlings at random."

Su Zhao nodded, left the team, and walked over there.

Mo Ran followed up at some point, "I advise you not to be impulsive, I am determined to enter Feiyun."

"Oh." She didn't care.

Mo Ranjin Feiyun was supposed to go smoothly, but now, she felt that Wang Hongshen would make a fuss.

But she didn't say that, there's no need to make her feel ashamed.

What Mo Ran disliked most was her appearance, but thinking that she would be an examiner, he still swallowed his anger, "What's your relationship with Brother Chengan?"

Su Zhao paused, and looked over with a half-smile, "I'm afraid this is not something you should care about?"

"You!" Mo Ran stopped, his eyes turned cold, "I must win him, no matter what kind of relationship you have in the past, you'd better get away from him now!"

Su Zhao nodded lazily, not intending to continue talking to her.

After walking around the training ground, they returned to the original point.

With his hands in his pockets, Jiang Chengan looked at them indifferently, with Wang Hongshen next to him.

Seeing them coming back, Wang Hongshen turned his head to Li Ding and raised his face. The latter understood and quietly retreated.

After waiting for a while, a whistle sounded on the training ground, and everyone stopped.

"The recruiting competition will start soon, and the preparation staff will quickly gather off the court."

Mo Ran was also one of the preparation staff, and he turned and ran away after looking at Jiang Chengan with a blushing face.

"Let's go too."

The so-called recruiting competition is actually a fight, simple and rude, after all, they are just thugs, Wang Hongshen will not let them get in touch with the core at all.