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

this afternoon.

Jiang Ze, who went to inspect the scene, returned to Jiang's. As soon as he got out of the car, he was bumped into his arms by a man wearing a heavy down jacket, hat and scarf that covered his face tightly.

The man stuffed something into Jiang Ze's arms, looked up at him, and ran to the road.

That look was full of banter and gloating, which made Jiang Ze a little confused. When he realized it, the man had disappeared into the traffic flow and disappeared.

"Jiang Shao!" The assistant walking behind was taken aback, and hurried over to look Jiang Ze up and down: "Are you all right?"

"It's okay." Jiang Ze shook his head and took out a piece of paper from his arms.

It was a very ordinary A4 paper, and a sentence was typed in the middle, "The Shen family just came to visit the company. Tang Ran has already taken advantage of it and agreed to help the Shen family."

This content made Jiang Ze's expression stunned for a moment, and the paper in his hand was kneaded into a ball by him, and his grip became tighter and tighter.

"Jiang Shao?" The assistant looked at the piece of paper that was about to be crushed, and felt a little pain in his neck for some reason: "Yes, did something happen?"

Jiang Ze threw the ball of paper: "Did someone come from the company just now?"

The assistant took out his phone and looked through it, shaking his head: "There are no visitors."

"I'm not asking about visitors." Jiang Ze looked at him impatiently: "Is there anyone who hasn't registered suddenly visited and met Tang Ran in private?"

"I'll just ask," the assistant immediately stepped aside to call the bodyguard.

Soon, he came back with a worried expression on his face, and looked at Jiang Ze nervously: "During today's meeting, the young lady was indeed away from the office for a while."

Jiang Ze sneered: "So did the bodyguards not follow, or did they lose it?"

"I lost my follower." The assistant was so panicked that she wanted to dig a hole on the ground and bury herself.

Jiang Ze gave him a disappointed look, "Don't even want the year-end bonus."

After finishing speaking, he left his helpless assistant and walked quickly into Jiang's.

in the office.

Tang Ran threw the cushion on the ground, sat cross-legged on it, and used the coffee table as a desk, staring at the thesis on the tablet while taking notes with a pen and paper.

Such a peaceful picture should not have been destroyed.

But Jiang Ze walked over holding the note tightly, staring straight at Tang Ran and asked, "Did you meet the Shen family just now?"

"See you." Tang Ran looked up at Jiang Ze, stood up while supporting the tea table, and said while stretching, "The other party promised to give me shares in a company, so I also agreed to accompany Mrs. Shen."

"But who told you about this? Jiang Chen or Cheng Xuetu?"

Jiang Ze thought that she would at least show a little guilt, or that she would refuse to admit it, but he never expected Tang Ran to take such a reasonable attitude.

He looked at Tang Ran who was sitting on the sofa with a calm face, and sneered angrily, "Your attitude is so relaxed. Have you forgotten that it was I who rejected the Shen family in person and did not hesitate to offend them, so that I got you out of this mess?" pulled out of it?"

"I was afraid that they would harass you, so I brought you to the company to guard, but you met them in the company behind my back, so what did I do before?"

It's not that Tang Ran didn't think of it, but she didn't take it to heart. Now that she was pointed out, she felt a little guilty, but she still insisted, "Everyone has already come to the door, and I can't see you."

"Besides, I really need a certain amount of money and status to be with me. Otherwise, if I encounter this kind of thing next time, won't I still have no power to fight back, and I have to let others throw dirty water?"

"You really..."

Jiang Ze chuckled self-deprecatingly: "Should I praise your independence, or blame your misconduct? So you would rather rely on a stranger than bow your head and ask me for help, right?"