Evil president, forced love

"Mr. Jiang, don't bother, An Ran has already found a job." An Xinru politely declined Jiang Xian.

An Xinru could tell that Jiang Xian was not just an ordinary friend to An Ran. If An Ran really joined his company, he might have conflicts with Tang Jun.

Besides, An Ran is already married to Tang Jun, and she doesn't want them to separate again.

"Find a job?" Jiang Xian was startled for a moment, then smiled again, "An Ran, didn't we agree that I will report to the company next Monday, and I have reserved my position for you."

An Ran was also hesitant at first, but when she saw the stack of papers on the table, she immediately became firm.

"Mr. Jiang, don't worry, I will report on time on Monday." An Ran said confidently.

"An Ran." An Xinru called her in a low voice, but Jiang Xian was here, so she couldn't say anything more.

"Your body..." Jiang Xian was slightly worried.

"Don't worry, it's just a minor injury. You'll be fine after three or four days of rest, and you'll probably be discharged from the hospital next Monday." An Ran said with a smile.

Sitting on the side, Jinse secretly glanced at Jiang Xian from time to time, she had never seen such a gentleman man, his every move and smile was so elegant and intoxicating.

"Well, next Monday, I will pick you up and take you to see your dormitory."

As Jiang Xian said, he got up and stood up, walked towards An Xinru, put the thermos bucket he brought with him on the bedside table, and poured out the soup in a bowl, one bowl for An Xinru, one bowl for An Ran.

"This is the ginseng soup stewed by the servants at home. It is good for wound recovery." Jiang Xian said while helping An Xinru up, "Auntie, come on, be careful."

"Mr. Jiang, you are too polite, you don't need to trouble yourself like this in the future." An Xinru said with some embarrassment.

"No trouble, I am honored to be able to serve you, Auntie." Jiang Xian leaned the pillow behind An Xinru, and carefully tucked in the quilt for her.

An Xinru was in a trance for a moment, as if that person had returned.

An Ran lay on the side, looking at Jiang Xian suspiciously, she couldn't figure out why Jiang Xian was so kind to them because they were not relatives, not because of each other.

Moreover, he looked at his mother as if he knew her.

what on earth is it……

"An Ran, come, drink ginseng soup." Jiang Xian's voice interrupted An Ran's thoughts.

An Ran immediately waved her hand, "Give it to Jinse, I tend to get nosebleeds when I drink ginseng soup."

"Hehe, that's good." Jiang Xian didn't force it, and passed the soup bowl towards Jinse, "Come on, be careful of the heat."

Jinse raised her head for the first time, and looked at Jiang Xian obsessively. Looking at him from such a close distance, he seemed to be more gentle.

"Jinse?" Seeing Jinse in a daze, Jiang Xian called again tentatively.

"Oh, thank you." Jinse hurriedly took the ginseng soup, then buried her head deeply in the soup bowl.

"Okay, I still have to go to the company, Auntie, An Ran, you guys have a good rest."

After Jiang Xian finished speaking, he left the ward without waiting for An Ran's response. He deliberately left the soup bowl here, and with Tang Jun's personality, he must have lost his temper.

He just wants them not to be together!

Not long after Jiang Xian left, Tang Jun walked in with a thermos bucket...