The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

At this moment, Mu Sheng was walking anxiously in the elevator. He even regretted why he took the elevator. If he had taken the stairs, he might have arrived early.

Time seemed to be elongated.

The elevator finally arrived at Jiang Wan's office floor, and Mu Sheng pushed the door in, and couldn't help being stunned.

I saw Jiang Wan sitting on a chair, leaning against the French window, with her feet curled up, her hands wrapped around her knees, listless, with a sad expression on her face, which moved Mu Sheng.

"Are you okay?" Mu Sheng stepped forward and said.

Jiang Wan turned around slowly, sure enough, there were obvious tear stains on her face, the slightly red eyes made Mu Sheng feel sore, she wiped the teardrops from the corners of her eyes, and complained, "Why did you come here?"

"Sorry, I'm late." Mu Sheng walked to Jiang Wan's side, and gently handed her a tissue.

Jiang Wan didn't answer, her head drooped on the table weakly, looking out the window at night, she said slowly, "Mu Sheng, I'm so tired..."

Her eyes were red and bloodshot. The affairs of Jiang's family and the endless troubles on the construction site made her mentally and physically exhausted.

Mu Sheng sat beside Jiang Wan and didn't speak. He could see that, as a strong woman, she had endured too much by herself.

"I'm by your side." Mu Sheng said softly.

"Mu Sheng, if I give up, can you survive?" Jiang Wan turned her head and asked suddenly.

Mu Sheng was taken aback, nodded and said, "Of course."

Jiang Wan showed a relieved smile.

really.

During this period of getting along, although she didn't find out Mu Sheng's real identity, she knew that Mu Sheng must not be an ordinary person.

"However, if I just give up now, will you look down on me?" Jiang Wan buried her head in her arms and whispered.

"How come, I can understand you, if you want to give up, I will support you." Mu Sheng said softly.

Human prejudice is like a mountain, no matter how hard you try, you will never move it. Mu Sheng has been a son-in-law for three years, and was pointed at his nose and scolded for three years. He has experienced all these pains, so he can better understand Jiang Wan's current mood.

"However, now Jiang Mulong is calling, not only want to take away my funds, but also take away the project in my hands. I have devoted too much effort to it. If it is taken away, I am afraid that my company will be very difficult. Manage and survive." Jiang Wan burst into tears.

Moreover, she also understands.

If Jiang Mulong took all of this away, she might be kicked out of the Jiang family just like Mu Sheng.

"You've done well enough, then, leave it to me." Mu Sheng hugged Jiang Wan and said softly.

"But you, in their eyes, are just a married son-in-law of the Jiang family..." Jiang Wan turned her head to stare at Mu Sheng, and said seriously: "Now that Jiang Mulong has become the head of the Jiang family, I can't do anything. Sheng, can you really do it?"

"Trust me." Mu Sheng nodded.

These three familiar words were like a sharp arrow that pierced Jiang Wan's heart. She couldn't bear it any longer, hugged Mu Sheng and sobbed, "But, I scolded you before, it was so ugly, I will do it for you." You are wronged..."

Mu Sheng had complicated thoughts. The former Jiang Wan really looked down on him. At that time, he also planned to leave after the three-year appointment. There has been a big change.

In the past few years, if it wasn't for Jiang Wan's insistence, he might not even be able to eat. This girl, in a place he can't see, has endured too much for him.

"Frustration is just a kind of growth, Jiang Wan, believe me, with me here, I swear I won't let anyone hurt you."

Jiang Wan raised her head, and Lihua looked at Mu Sheng with rain. Jiang Sanye died, Jiang Mulong became the head of the family, and her mother was forcing her to marry Zhang Wenjie. She didn't know why Mu Sheng could still marry Zhang Wenjie at this time. Keep this breezy look.

but.

After hearing the words that I am here, all the worries in Jiang Wan's heart disappeared.

Even if Jiang Mulong walked up to him at this moment and said that she had been kicked out of Jiang's house, she was not worried.

because.

There is Mu Sheng.

That's enough.

Thinking about it, Jiang Wan's heart warmed up, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing with a 'puchi'.

"Look at you, let's go home and have dinner first." Mu Sheng said with a smile, "You have worked so hard during this period, so don't go to the company. I will accompany you to the bar to relax at night."

"Ah."

Jiang Wan nodded heavily.

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that she was quite happy, because Mu Sheng was by her side and was her patron saint.

"Mu Sheng, go home." Jiang Wan opened her hands, and before Mu Sheng could move, she directly wrapped her arms around his neck.

The two went home and had dinner.

Jiang Wan, led by Mu Sheng, came to a sake bar.

The music in the bar is loud, the sound is very loud, all kinds of men and women are twisting and moving their bodies in the wine pool, revealing large white arms and thighs. If it is hunting and sex, this is definitely an excellent place.

Mu Sheng and Jiang Wan went to a secluded place and drank quietly.

Perhaps aroused by the atmosphere of the scene, Jiang Wan's face became much more rosy. Listening to music and drinking cocktails, she no longer had the sad atmosphere of sitting in the office before.

Mu Sheng was also happy to see this scene. Jiang Wan had been exhausted for too long and really needed to relax.

"Zhang Hui, you did a good job on this matter. At the press conference tomorrow, you should have your draft paper ready?" In the booth on the second floor, only nightclub VIPs are allowed to enter the box, two men and a woman are sitting, The men and women sitting on one side of the sofa are Shen Yingxia and Zhang Hui, the ones who stole the secrets of the Beauty Club.

Sitting on the other side of the sofa is Wu Yue, the youngest son of the Wu family. Unlike Wu Kun, who is a rich second generation who has nothing to do all day long, he spent his own money to set up a Qianyan beauty company, just because it was just established and there is no money. So I have been suppressed by beauty clubs all the time.

Now, relying on the formula that Zhang Hui stole, at this press conference, he is confident that he will be able to win the battle!
"Of course I'm ready, Mr. Wu, this time I will not only show the effect of the product in public, but also give proof that the beauty club's scar removal effect is to imitate ours, and when the public opinion spreads, even if they whitewash the public relations , it's useless."

Zhang Hui is full of confidence.

"good very good!"

The thought of being able to completely crush the Rongmei clubhouse made Wu Yue feel very comfortable. As long as there is no Rongmei clubhouse in Jiangnan, then he can dominate his family and make a lot of money.

At that time, the position of the future Patriarch of the Wu family must be his own.

"Mr. Wu, the boss of this beauty club has humiliated me in public, you must help us avenge it." Shen Yingxia said from the side.

"The owner of the Beauty Club?"

Wu Yue frowned. The Wu family has a lot of influence in the south of the Yangtze River and has a wide range of connections. It is considered a top-notch first-class family, but the owner of the Beauty Club is said to be unusual. It seems to be Liu Jianhua Liu, a genius doctor from Yanjing.

The status of a genius doctor is average, and he has cured many diseases of important people. Once he is offended, it may not be something he, a native of the south of the Yangtze River, can solve.

"Mr. Wu, don't worry, the owner of this beauty club has already changed." Zhang Hui said coldly.

"Substitution? Who is it?" Wu Yue asked.

"It's that wretch from the Jiang family, Mu Sheng! I heard that he has a good relationship with Liu Jianhua, but I didn't expect him to give him the beauty club." Zhang Hui said.

There was a hint of envy in his words, it was a billion dollar company.

"That's right, Mr. Wu, you can't deal with a Jiangnan trash, right?" Shen Yingxia purposely fanned the flames from the sidelines.

"What do you mean, are you underestimating me?"

Wu Yue frowned, and suddenly became angry when he heard this.