Evil president, forced love

"Director, this is what Jiang Xian said in person. Now, it can prove my husband's innocence." An Ran looked at the chief with great momentum.

The director's complexion became a little ugly, and he paused before saying, "The recordings can be synthesized, and we need to routinely check the authenticity."

"Please." An Ran generously handed over the phone.

The director had no choice but to take his mobile phone and go to the professionals in the bureau to check.

Tang Jun sat not far away, but his face was a bit ugly. This woman actually met Shangguan Lie privately to see how he would deal with her when he went back!

An Ran didn't know Tang Jun's thoughts, walked towards him quickly, and asked proudly, "How is it? I'm very powerful!"

"Small tricks." Tang Jun snorted angrily.

An Ran was furious, "If I had known that your Tang Sanye was capable, I wouldn't have been so anxious!"

"sister."

At this time, Jin Se suddenly spoke, her face was very ugly.

"Huh?" An Ran walked over and touched her forehead with concern, "Your face is so ugly, is there something wrong?"

Ouyang Ting stood aside, his face was uglier than Jinse's, and only he knew that Jinse was worried about that bastard Jiang Xian.

"No." Jinse shook her head, bit her lip and asked again, "Sister, did brother Jiang Xian really do this?"

An Ran nodded, and answered truthfully, "It's him."

"Then what will happen to him?" Jinse's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Jiang Xian has caused two deaths and three injuries. What do you think will happen to him?"

An Ran told Jinse the seriousness of the matter, and she also hoped that Jinse would focus on her studies instead of Shangguanlie.

What's more, Shangguan Lie doesn't deserve someone to love him at all.

"Then...will he die?" Jinse was a little out of her wits.

"It depends on what the law says." An Ran held Jinse's shoulders and comforted her, "Jinse, learn to draw well and become a great painter in the future!"

"En." Jinse replied casually, and sat down on a chair beside her in a daze.

Ouyang Ting stood aside, gasping for a few heavy breaths, his heart was so blocked, he took out a cigarette and lit it.

The smoke was so lingering that no one could see his face clearly. He looked at Jinse's melancholy look through the misty smoke, and then slammed the cigarette butt out in the ashtray.

Half an hour later, the director came out from the inside with an ugly expression on his face.

"Mrs. Tang, this recording is real. We will investigate as soon as possible. The third master can go."

An Ran blinked at Tang Jun, deliberately asking him for credit, anyway, she finally helped him once.

After returning to the hotel, it was completely dark. Ouyang Ting didn't go back, but simply opened a room next to Tang Jun.

"I'm tired, I'm going to bed first." Ouyang Ting said in a bad tone, then entered the room alone, and closed the door with a 'bang'.

"I don't know why." An Ran muttered in a low voice, took Jin Se's hand, and said, "Don't pay attention to him, let's go."

An Ran took Jinse into the room, and Tang Jun followed.

"Today you share room with Ouyang Ting, and I share room with Jinse." An Ran smiled obediently at Tang Jun, "Please, third master."

Tang Jun's face darkened, but he turned around and walked out.

This woman is really getting more and more arrogant!

After Tang Jun left, An Ran dragged Jinse to sit on the sofa, "Jinse, there is something I want to talk to you about."