With a cold glance at her mother, she turned and walked out.
Mo Lan suddenly reacted. She hurriedly walked out from behind Su Yunshan, blocking Ning Jiang's path.
"You're not allowed to leave. Just tell me clearly what exactly is going on with this photo."
Ning Jiang raised her eyebrows. "This photo is nothing, just that your thoughts are the same as what you saw."
After Mo Lan gritted her teeth for a moment, her expression finally calmed down: "You shameless bitch, listen up, Young Master Luo is mine, we're soon going to get engaged, men, especially men with status and position like Young Master Luo, I can understand why he went to bed with a woman before getting engaged, after all, I've seen a lot of things, but don't you hope that you can rely on these photos to call yourself Young Master Luo's wife, even if I don't cause you trouble, Luo Family will never let you go, Young Master Luo is not a shallow man."
Ning Jiang laughed disdainfully. Marrying her was superficial?
She pushed Mo Lan away and walked out with her head held high.
Whether she could become Young Master Luo's wife was not up to Mo Lan to decide.
Leaving Mo Family, she hailed a taxi.
In the car, she took out her wallet and took out a picture of her family of three who had taken the photo together when she was 18 years old when she went to college.
In the photo, the three of them were clearly laughing so happily and blissfully, but … How happy she used to be. How disappointed she was now.
Dad always said that the woman he loved the most in the world was his wife, and the one he loved the most was his precious daughter.
But after his father left, not a hundred days had passed, and his most beloved woman had been remarried to Mo Ming.
When her mother got married again, it was as if she had become a different person.
But as a wife, she should understand her father's character better than anyone else. Her father died in injustice, so even if everyone in the world were to criticize him, she shouldn't have not believed him.
After all, they had slept in the same bed for twenty years …
She closed her eyes, exhaled, and stuffed the photo back into her purse. She took out her cell phone and dialed a number.
"Elder sister's future husband, good morning."
The man's voice was cold, just like before. "It's getting late."
"I thought you were tired last night and should still be asleep."
Luo Hanshang, who was looking through the documents in his office, closed it and asked with a sharp look, "Are you questioning my ability?"
"..."
That didn't seem to be what she meant.
"I just thought you weren't up yet."
"Speak, why are you looking for me?"
"Tonight, Director Fu of Changxing is hosting a charity di
er. Changxing is the bidding company for this Panlong River project. We ca
ot miss this opportunity."
Luo Hanshang raised his eyebrows: "You can't miss it, whether or not we accept the Panlong River project, doesn't have any effect on the Datian Group."
This point... She was noncommittal.
With the Luo Tian Group's wealth and power in the North City, they could indeed not put the Panlong River project in their eyes. From Luo Hanshang's point of view, he should have hoped that the Panlong River project would not succeed, so he could effortlessly defeat his sworn enemy within the clan.
She giggled. "Then I'll trouble my sister's future husband to accompany me."
"You really can yield to me for the sake of marrying me."
"Isn't it the faith of you merchants to do anything to achieve your goals?" She bit her lip at the thought of her father's consequences.
"That's yours, not mine."
She laughed softly and said, "No matter who's it is, since I'm so diligent, you should accompany me. Please." She was acting coquettishly.
He pursed his lips. He really wanted to see how this woman would take down this project.
"Come to the office at five."
Ning Jiang found a nearby hotel and slept on the bed.
After a day and a night of not sleeping, she was exhausted.
The alarm clock on her mobile rang at 4 PM. She got up, washed up briefly, then left the hotel to buy clothes and makeup.
Because of her good figure, even wearing a three-hundred-dollar dress made her look so noble and elegant.
She took a taxi to Datian Group's door, but didn't enter. She only called Luo Hanshang.
Luo Hanshang appeared to be doing it on purpose and didn't appear until six o'clock.
From afar, Luo Hanshang's eyes lit up when he saw Ning Jiang standing beside the flower bed.
What a beauty.
Upon seeing him, a smile instantly appeared on Ning Jiang's ice-cold face.
"My sister's future husband. You're late."
"Do you mind?" He raised his hand and gently stroked her forehead.
She tilted her head and smiled. "No, let's go."
She casually opened the door of his private car. Just as she was about to go in, Luo Hanshang pushed her down onto the back seat and said to the driver coldly, "You get off first."
The driver didn't even dare to look back as he quickly got off the car, closed the door, and moved to the side.
She frowned slightly. "My future sister's husband, what are you doing?"
He leaned over her. "What do you think we're going to do now?"
"This is the front door of your company."
"So?"
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