Married but heartbroken Mr. Jiang can't see the light

"Miss Tang, where are you going?"

As soon as Tang Ran put on her coat and went to push the door, the female bodyguard who was sitting on the sofa stood up suddenly and pinched her wrist: "You can't go out this door unless you do an inspection."

"I'm going to find Jiang Ze." Tang Ran was pinched a little painfully by her, twisted her wrist and struggled a bit, reminding her to let go.

Unexpectedly, the man pinched her even harder, and even dragged her back: "You can't go out."

"Let go, you're hurting me." Tang Ran's tone was much harsher.

The female bodyguard turned a deaf ear: "Miss Tang, please don't play tricks with me, I have my responsibility."

This is the second time she calls herself Miss Tang. It's hard to say, it's not intentional.

Tang Ran couldn't help but frowned and looked at the other two female bodyguards standing behind her.

The disapproving gazes of the two fell on the female bodyguard, and Tang Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

She chuckled and raised her hand: "I am delicate and expensive, if you keep pinching me, I will be injured. Is it allowed to hurt the employer?"

"Miss Tang is made of glass?" The female bodyguard sneered, with disgust in her eyes: "You can get hurt just by pinching."

"Are you sick? Keep targeting me."

Tang Ran's tone was extremely bad, and he looked at the other two female bodyguards: "Jiang Ze invited the two of you, did you just stand by and watch? How dangerous it is for her to drag me away just now, don't you know? If a pregnant woman like me dies Accident, can you be responsible?"

"Sorry, young lady."

These two are much better addressed and attitude.

Tang Ran, who was let go, still had a bad expression on her face, she stretched out her hand: "Give me the phone."

The three bodyguards looked at each other, none of them were willing to hand over their phones.

"I'm sorry, Miss Tang, Young Master Jiang forbids you to go out or contact other people." The female bodyguard said sternly.

Tang Ran laughed: "Really? Then you call Jiang Ze, turn on the speakerphone, and I will tell you in person."

"You have something, I can convey it." The female bodyguard refused.

"Do we need you to convey the message between us?" Tang Ran sneered angrily: "Okay, I won't call anymore, send me to Jiang's now, I want to find Jiang Ze."

There was silence in the ward, and no one answered the words.

Tang Ran was so angry that her hands shook. Just as she was about to get angry, the nurse secretly handed over a mobile phone that was in communication: "I contacted Assistant Jiang."

After half an hour.

Tang Ran, who was wearing a hospital gown, stood in front of Jiang's Building.

The assistant who came down to meet her looked at the thin clothes on her body, was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously went to take off her coat.

"No need." Tang Ran blocked his outstretched hand: "Just go up like this."

She was wearing a hospital gown on purpose, and she had to let Jiang Ze know how miserable she was now, so that she could try to get his forgiveness.

Jiang Ze didn't feel that Tang Ran was pitiful.

"Pregnant women need to keep warm."

He pursed his lips, took off the coat on the hanger, walked over to wrap Tang Ran up, and buttoned it carefully one by one, before saying, "Crying and clamoring to come here, just to show me this?"

"I want you to take pity on me." Tang Ran snorted, hugged his arm and acted like a baby: "Honey, I was wrong, don't be angry, okay?"

Jiang Ze glanced at her: "Well, what's wrong?"

"...all wrong?" Tang Ran tentatively replied, seeing that his expression was wrong, he immediately said: "I shouldn't lose my temper, I shouldn't be a child, I shouldn't be cold on purpose, I want you to feel sorry for me."

"I'm not used to you like this."

Jiang Ze slowly opened her hand: "You are a woman with career and ability. The last thing you should do is to imitate other people's pretending to be pitiful and beg me for something."

I'm going, I'm all in captivity, who are you going to say these high-sounding words to!Tang Ran complained frantically in his heart.

But her expression became even more pitiful. She pinched Jiang Ze's sleeve with two fingers, and her voice was crying: "But you don't want me and the baby anymore. What kind of posture should I make reasonable?"

Jiang Ze stared at Tang Ran for a long time, then sighed: "Your acting skills are really bad. What do you want? Just tell me."