Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

After hearing what Jian Yan said that time, Tong Huaimu's hostility towards Zhao Qiang gradually disappeared. He felt that she was right. He should learn from others' strengths to become better, instead of being jealous and working in isolation.

Jane Yan smiled and said, "That's really good."

At this moment, she smelled the faint fragrance again and turned her head to see the lady in the burgundy suit walking towards her.

She looked at the other person with a decent smile on his face and stopped in front of her, feeling a little surprised.

The woman has fair skin, three-dimensional facial features, sharp eyebrows, thick and graceful eyes, bright and elegant, and is a natural beauty. She has a strong aura and a lazy look, and she can impress people with just one move.

There is a vicious look in her eyes, not like that of an ordinary rich girl, but rather like someone who has been in power for a long time.

I couldn't help but wonder, I didn't know this person, was he here to see me?

The woman spoke, her voice was charming, pleasant and melodious, it was not an exaggeration to say that she was a professional voice actor, "You are Mr. Tong's lover, right? I remember you were from the Jian family in Beijing."

"They say seeing is believing. Today, after meeting Miss Jian, I realized that there are such wonderful people like you in this world."

Jian Yan was stunned for a moment. Why did she say these words to him?

She was confused in her heart, but smiled back, "I am Tong Ruixiao's wife, my name is Jian Yan."

The other party understood that she intentionally corrected the word "lover" and smiled knowingly, "Ms. Jane has a nice name."

"Really? This is the first time someone has said something nice about my name."

When she heard the other person say that her name was nice, she felt like her heart was being brushed by a feather, and she felt an indescribable itchy feeling.

Jian Yan turned the topic to the other party, "I haven't had time to ask you yet, may I ask who you are?"

Such a young and beautiful woman, with a mellow temperament like a red crucian carp, is very intriguing.

Is this someone Tong Ruixiao knows?

The other party was very polite. He tucked his hair behind his ears, took out a gold-stamped personal business card from his suit pocket and handed it to her.

Jian Yan took it and seemed to be able to smell the pleasant fragrance on her body, and became a little dazed.

So fragrant...

I looked down at the contents on the business card and was stunned.

——The current president of Fenghua Group, Meng Jiangshu.

These short and powerful words were like a hammer hitting her heart, causing shock.

The object of our discussion this afternoon suddenly emerged from the imagination into reality, and it seemed a bit like a dream.

"So you are Mr. Meng from Fenghua. I've heard about you a lot." She shook the other person's outstretched hand. The shock in her heart did not show on her face. She smiled generously and said, "I didn't expect to meet you in person. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Meng Jiangshu: "Boss Tong and I are business partners. I didn't expect you to come here today, otherwise I would have arranged a reception earlier. Please forgive me if I haven't taken good care of you."

She said, "Mr. Meng is so polite."

"Is this Mr. Tong?"

Meng Jiangshu shifted her gaze to the young man beside her.

Tong Huaimu looked at how many hands she stretched out, said "hmm" indifferently, and then let go of her hand after a brief squeeze.

He doesn't like this woman.

This kind of person who can't see his smile is the same type as his father, very hypocritical.

"When I passed by the gallery, I heard your comments about the collectors of the works here. To be honest, I am the owner of these works."

Meng Jiangshu said with a smile.

Jian Yan was shocked. This might be the most embarrassing thing in the world - talking about someone behind their back and being heard by the other person.

She looked at the woman's charming smile, her heart sank, and she wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

"I am not very knowledgeable, and what I said are just some humble opinions that are not worthy of being mentioned on the stage, and many of them are biased."

"No, no, on the contrary, I think you have a very clear view of people."

Meng Jiangshu sat down in the empty booth, and seemed to be interested in chatting with her. Her eyes were gentle and she was very interested in her.

“It’s rare to be able to analyze what kind of person a collector is through the works they love. It’s a talent.”

"is it?"

Jian Yan smiled shyly, feeling a little embarrassed by what she said.

Tong Ruixiao's mother Chu Jinyuan had also commented on her in this way before, but she thought it was just a casual remark and didn't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, someone else said the same thing again after a while.

"I really like your summary of me just now. It's sharp and concise, and it knows me better than I know myself."

Especially when the other person looks at her seriously, the appreciation in his affectionate eyes is genuine, which makes people feel sincere and recognized.

"Miss Jian, if possible, could you please have dinner with me in a couple of days?"

Jian Yan pursed her lips, "Is it okay? Will it bother you?"

"of course not."

The other person smiled, and her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were filled with smiles, which was extremely beautiful.

"My contact information is on the business card. I'm available all day on Saturday and Sunday. I look forward to receiving your invitation."

Jian Yan felt a sense of embarrassment that he hadn't felt for a long time, and his face felt a little hot because she was looking at him.

Tong Huaimu, who was standing by, saw the two of them talking happily and cutting the steak with a knife. He thought: How could Jian Yan be so happy that she could be fooled by a few words from such a hypocritical woman?

He also kept muttering about when his father would come back, saying that if he didn't come back, Jian Yan would run away with someone else.

Perhaps he was talking too much in his mind, Tong Ruixiao came back after finishing his phone call.

He saw Meng Jiangshu and shook hands with her in a friendly manner, "Mr. Meng, what a coincidence, why are you here?"

"We just happened to have a cooperation to discuss, so we had dinner here nearby," Meng Jiangshu said, glancing at Jian Yan, "I didn't expect to meet Miss Jian. I felt very friendly and chatted with her. Miss Jian is a very interesting person."

He also said, "Mr. Tong, please let me know in advance next time you come. Otherwise, I won't know about it. It would be very rude of me to fail to welcome you."

Tong Ruixiao looked elegant and gentle, and replied with a smile: "Okay, next time I will definitely greet Mr. Meng in advance. This time it was because of Xiao Jian's birthday, so I came here in a hurry without having time to tell him."

"Birthday?" Meng Jiangshu looked at Jian Yan, "Look, I didn't even notice. Happy birthday."

Jian Yan smiled, "Thank you."

"Mr. Meng, Mr. Yao has already gotten off the car. Should I take him on a tour here, or go directly upstairs?"

Just then, a gentle man in a black suit came over and whispered respectfully to Meng Jiangshu.

"Let's go, I'll go greet you."

After Meng Jiangshu finished speaking to him, she turned to Jian Yan and said with a smile, "Enjoy your meal, Miss Jian. Don't forget our agreement."

She said a few polite words to Tong Ruixiao and then left with the well-mannered man.

Jian Yan looked at the backs of the two people and felt that the magnetic field between them was very strange. He couldn't tell why. "Is that Mr. Meng's subordinate?"

Tong Ruixiao didn't know how she met Meng Jiangshu, but she didn't ask much. She just gently explained her problem, "It's her assistant, named Wen Yao."