The passers-by are vicious

After the meeting, shareholders and directors prepared to leave one after another, but Jiang Wanwan sat with her legs crossed and did not rush to leave. Instead, she looked at the watch on her wrist.

Seems to be waiting for something.

Finally, when the minute hand pointed to a specific moment, the door of the conference room slowly opened.

Immediately, a group of uniformed police officers walked in, their steps steady and their expressions serious.

The policemen quickly surrounded Mrs. Cui and grabbed her wrists in a professional manner.

"Mrs. Cui, we suspect you of murdering the former president Cui Xiong. Please come with us."

The entire conference room fell into silence, and everyone looked at this scene in surprise.

"Come and arrest me if you have any evidence." Mrs. Cui struggled but her shoulders were held tightly.

"We come here with sufficient evidence." The police captain snorted expressionlessly.

When Mrs. Cui heard that there was evidence, her face suddenly turned pale. She turned her head and glanced around, finally stopping at Jiang Wanwan.

The figure in the red dress was exceptionally eye-catching. She was still sitting there, with no special expression on her face. She was just concentrating on fiddling with the watch in her hand.

Her movements seemed leisurely and relaxed, as if she didn't care at all about what was happening.

Mrs. Cui, whose hands were handcuffed, did not struggle. She glared at Jiang Wanwan with anger and resentment in her eyes.

She instantly understood that all of this was planned by Jiang Wanwan. She cursed secretly in her heart, but with her wrists handcuffed, she could only accept the reality helplessly.

After taking a last look at her silly-looking son Cui Chuo, Mrs. Cui was taken away by the police, leaving the meeting room in silence.

The shareholders and directors looked at each other with grim expressions. They didn't care what Mrs. Cui had done, they only cared about whether the stock would be affected.

Jiang Wanwan smiled gently, stood up, adjusted her skirt, and then left the meeting room.

But she did not leave directly in the elevator. Instead, she followed Choi Nam-joo to the chairman's office, and Han Ji-hyun followed behind with documents.

"Congratulations, you finally got what you wanted."

Jiang Wanwan entered the meeting room, her high heels making crisp sounds as they stepped on the ground. She swayed over to the sofa and immediately sat down as if she had no bones. Then she raised her head with a charming smile on her lips, and said to Choi Nanzhu who was already sitting in the chairman's seat.

"Thank you Wanwan for your support." Cui Nanzhu rested his hands on the president's desk and slowly leaned back in his chair. A look of relief appeared on his face. He took a long breath, then stood up, walked to Jiang Wanwan and sat down. He asked with concern, "You came so late today. Are you not hurt?"

Cui Nanzhu didn't think that Jiang Wanwan arrived after the meeting started today just to deliberately check out the place. Based on his understanding of Jiang Wanwan, she would do so, but there was no need for that today.

Moreover, Mrs. Cui was the one who killed the real Cui Nanzhu. How could she not take action against Jiang Wanwan who could play an important role?

Thinking of this, Cui Nanzhu couldn't help but frowned.

Jiang Wanwan lowered her head slightly, twisted her fingers around the scattered hair on her chest, and answered nonchalantly, "The bodyguard was seriously injured and is still in the hospital, but I'm fine."

When hearing the news that the bodyguard was injured, Han Zhixian, who was originally calm and cool, changed his expression slightly and became a little gloomy.

Seeing Jiang Wanwan's relaxed expression, Cui Nanzhu couldn't believe that she was not hurt at all. His peach blossom eyes were full of doubt, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

The two of them grabbed Jiang Wanwan's hand almost at the same time, with the same worried expressions on their faces.

"Are you really okay? Let me check!" Han Zhixian frowned, and her cold voice could not hide the concern and worry in it.

"Have you been to the hospital for a check-up? Actually, you don't have to come today." Cui Nanzhu persuaded gently.

Jiang Wanwan, who was sandwiched between the two men and whose hands were tightly held, shook her head helplessly, "I said, the one who was injured was the bodyguard, I'm fine."

However, they did not believe it. After all, the bodyguard was seriously injured, which was enough to prove the danger of the situation.

Both of them felt extremely regretful and blamed themselves for not being able to stay by Jiang Wanwan's side to protect her.

"Maybe he was frightened. It would be best to see a psychiatrist to feel at ease." Han Zhixian insisted.

"Maybe he has some internal injuries. It would be safer to get another check-up." Choi Nam-joo frowned in disapproval.

However, no matter how Jiang Wanwan explained, the two refused to believe it. They always felt that Jiang Wanwan must have been hurt.

At this moment, the two of them couldn't help but blame the bodyguards for being too incompetent. They couldn't even protect their own master. If it were them, they would never let Jiang Wanwan fall into such danger.

"A-choo!" Che Xiuhe, who was still wrapped in bandages in the hospital, touched his nose in confusion. He frowned and looked around: "Who is scolding me behind my back?"

Although the swelling on Che Xiuhe's handsome face had subsided, there were still purple marks at the corners of his mouth, making him look very embarrassed.

He looked at the bandages wrapped around his chest and felt a surge of anger building up in him.

“Damn it!” Che Xiuhe cursed in a low voice while gritting his teeth, “I will teach those bastards a lesson when I get better!”

Thinking of the siege yesterday, he was filled with anger and resentment. Che Xiuhe thought he was a military man, but he was besieged by a few thugs.

Not only was he physically injured, but Jiang Wanwan was almost hurt as well. This was beyond his control.

Want to stay here, Che Xiuhe's green eyes revealed a gloomy look. He must retrain after being discharged from the hospital. Next time, he must not show such an embarrassing look in front of Wanwan.

What kind of man is he if he can't protect the one he loves?

When Jiang Wanwan was annoyed by Han Zhixian and Cui Nanzhu and finally got rid of them, she returned to Qingnantai and saw Bai Yichen lying on his back in the swimming pool.

His eyes were closed, as if he was immersed in his own world.

The sunlight sprinkled on the water, sparkling and reflecting Bai Yichen's handsome yet melancholy face.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was chasing something beautiful in his dream.

The white shirt had been soaked by water, becoming transparent, and tightly attached to Bai Yichen's body. His muscle lines were clearly visible, solid and powerful, exuding a unique sense of fragmentation.

Jiang Wanwan always felt that Bai Yichen seemed to have changed a little, but she couldn't put her finger on it.

As if sensing Jiang Wanwan's gaze, Bai Yichen opened his eyes, his clear pupils seeming to be misty.

He looked at the blue sky mistily without saying a word, and with one movement of his body he sank into the swimming pool, leaving only a circle of ripples.