Her ex-husband was too cold; after being reborn, she hid her pregnant belly and left her father behi

After Yang Huirong finally left, Jiang Qianhui said coldly, "Do you think this is interesting?"

"What's interesting?"

Zhan Yanxun was somewhat innocent; he had clearly done a good deed, so why was he being targeted instead?

"President Zhan, you're out there acting as a protector of women, and now you're not coming back to appease your mother-in-law. President Zhan, you're really good at treating everyone equally."

Jiang Qianhui's red lips curled slightly, her smile disdainful.

Zhan Yanxun's brows exuded an air of noble arrogance.

"You care about her that much?"

Jiang Qianhui smiled awkwardly and said, "Care? That word should be used to describe you."

Jiang Qianhui raised an eyebrow slightly, her gaze icy cold, as if giving him a chance to make a pretext.

Zhan Yanxun felt really uncomfortable under that gaze, as if he had actually done something wrong.

"As you can see, Qiao Weiwei is a rare talent. The Zhan Group is a place that values ​​talent."

Jiang Qianhui looked lazily at Zhan Yanxun. He was always aloof and arrogant, and his words were always so self-righteous.

"President Zhan, the world is never short of talent, like Zhao Youling, but Qiao Weiwei is the one you value exceptionally. Your concern for her goes far beyond mere appreciation of talent."

Jiang Qianhui knew that what he had just said to her mother was nothing more than a matter of saving face.

He gave her the dignity befitting a wife of the War God, but she no longer needed that dignity.

Jiang Qianhui's words enraged Zhan Yanxun.

He frowned, his voice tinged with a hint of anger.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Huh? You're getting angry already.

Jiang Qianhui smiled, her gaze distant.

"President Zhan, is this something you want to say to me? After all, you wouldn't usually come back at this time. It's impossible that you came back to entertain your mother-in-law knowing my mother was here, right?"

Jiang Qianhui's slender eyebrows were slightly raised, her eyes were cold and arrogant, and her tone was full of sarcasm.

"Zhao Youling is not qualified for the position of design director."

Jiang Qianhui found it amusing. So that's why he came to see her. He wanted to help Qiao Weiwei get the position of design department director?

"President Zhan, you're the one who put me in charge of the jewelry design department, so I'm now the head of the design department. As I said before, whoever comes out on top at this design conference will be the design director."

You were too confident, thinking Qiao Weiwei would definitely stand out. But you didn't expect that someone was even more outstanding than her.

Are you planning to back out now? But have you considered that even if Zhao Youling doesn't become the design director, does Qiao Weiwei have the qualifications to be the design department director?

Zhan Yanxun looked down at Jiang Qianhui and said emphatically, "Zhao Youling is a newcomer. It will be difficult for her to convince the public if she becomes the design director."

Jiang Qianhui's lips curled slightly. She now felt that the veteran employees would resent having a newcomer as design director. Why hadn't she considered this in her previous life? Was it simply because that newcomer was Qiao Weiwei?

What a hypocrite!

Zhan Yanxun had a powerful aura, and no one else would dare to utter a word of rebuttal, but how could Jiang Qianhui be afraid of him at this moment?

"How do you know whether the design department is convinced or not without asking? Besides, whether the design department is convinced or not is Zhao Youling's business. How do you know she can't win people over?"

Zhan Yanxun said coldly, "You came up with the design concept for Zhao Youling's work, and you also participated in modifying the design drawings. This proves that she is not capable enough to complete the work independently. The position of design director is not for her."

Jiang Qianhui raised her eyes and looked directly at Zhan Yanxun, her eyes filled with a sense of oppression that was unfamiliar to Zhan Yanxun.

"President Zhan, are you here to stand up for someone? The winner takes all, and a loser is a loser. Isn't that the principle you taught me? In the business world, is there ever a second chance?"

Zhan Yanxun looked at Jiang Qianhui and he didn't understand. Even though she had worked under him for two years, she could only be described as an average woman. Now she had suddenly changed. She was able to do everything with ease, and her eyes were filled with an aura of domineering control.

She's becoming more and more like him.

Zhan Yanxun's deep voice was captivating.

“Jiang Qianhui, you have learned very well, but you should not forget the most important thing. In the Zhan family, I am the one who decides everything.”

Is he really planning to protect her for two lifetimes?

Jiang Qianhui's eyes darkened, and in a moment, she said lazily and comfortably, "President Zhan, if you think I'm an unruly employee, you can fire me. It's windy here, I'm going back to rest."

Jiang Qianhui left after speaking, seemingly unconcerned about how Zhan Yanxun would deal with her, and as if she didn't want to say another word to him.

Fighting for that woman's design director position? Does she even deserve it?

Jiang Qianhui went back to her room intending to take a shower to get rid of bad luck, but unexpectedly Zhan Yanxun followed her into the room.

Jiang Qianhui held the clothes she needed to change into, not even bothering to raise her eyebrows.

"President Zhan, is there anything else you want to say?"

"This is my room. I'm going back to my own room. What do I need to explain?"

Zhan Yanxun walked towards Jiang Qianhui, his slender fingers hooking the hem of the clothes Jiang Qianhui was holding—a set of silk pajamas.

"This fabric is so comfortable. I remember this style is quite nice and it's especially suitable for dancing."

Zhan Yanxun's peach-blossom eyes were filled with mockery.

After all, the sight of Jiang Qianhui wearing those pajamas and wriggling around in front of him made him laugh and put him in a great mood.

The awkward dance moves flashed through Jiang Qianhui's mind, and she suddenly felt as if her brain was being sealed shut.

In the past, in order to please Zhan Yanxun, the pajamas I bought were all a little sexy.

I bought so many things before, but I completely forgot about pajamas.

"Mr. Zhan, if you want to see dancing, let's go to a bar. I'm going to take a shower and rest."

Jiang Qianhui was about to leave after she finished speaking, but Zhan Yanxun grabbed her pajamas and pulled her back, saying in a soft voice, "If I leave, your bath will have been for nothing."

Jiang Qianhui felt as if all the blood in her body had frozen.

How come I never realized that Zhan Yanxun, such a cold and aloof person, would utter such wild and insolent words?

"Zhan Yanxun, I'm just taking a bath, what's there to get so worked up about?"

"I've heard that loving someone is like growing a flower. It needs nourishment to thrive. You've been in a bad mood lately, like a hedgehog. Is it because you haven't been getting enough rain and dew?"

Zhan Yanxun's voice was magnetic, and the tip of his nose rested against the tip of Jiang Qianhui's nose.

Jiang Qianhui smelled the warm, sunny scent emanating from him, a scent she found incredibly pleasant, a scent unique to him.

She had once read a report that said if someone smells good even without wearing perfume, it means your genes have chosen them.

Even just standing there, just quietly looking at his profile, just looking at his long, slender, white fingers, makes my heart flutter.

"President Zhan, are you trying to bribe me with your beauty to get someone else a back door? President Zhan, you're really willing to make sacrifices."

Jiang Qianhui coldly retorted, after all, there was a reason why Zhan Yanxun slept with her.

It used to be for the purpose of producing an heir, but now it's for his little white flower, the position of design director.