The moon is curved and so am I

After the press conference, Jiang Ruming and Tang Qingrang got into the Rolls-Royce together. This move made other fans guess whether the two lived together, and Yan Gou was so excited that he was about to fly.

So good-looking, young and promising, isn't this the legendary rich woman?

The air conditioner in the car was turned on. Tang Qingrang touched her lips with her fingers, which was still covered with the lipstick that Jiang Ruming had put on for her just now.

"Do you know that your actions are not within my control?" Tang Qingrang said while looking out the window suddenly.

"Don't you want to see the current sales situation?" Jiang Ruming responded by leaning on the Liangpi cushion.

Tang Qingrang didn't say anything more. She had been paying attention to the market dynamics just now, and it was indeed selling very well. It can be said that the spokesperson was chosen very correctly.

Originally, the car was silent, and both of them were thinking about their own affairs. They thought they would maintain this atmosphere, but Jiang Ruming's cell phone vibrated suddenly.

She picked up her mobile phone, hummed a few times perfunctorily, and asked the driver to stop.

"I still have something to do, so I can't go by the way"

"what's up?"

"Private matters, you don't have to know"

Although Jiang Ruming's words didn't sound wrong, Tang Qingrang just felt inexplicably uncomfortable, as if she and her had nothing but work.

When Jiang Ruming called just now, he frowned slightly, indicating that it was not a good thing, but the other party didn't say anything, and she really didn't have any qualifications to ask.

After the driver found a place to park, Jiang Ruming's manager quickly picked her up after more than ten minutes.

"How is uncle?" Li Zhuomu asked worriedly while driving.

She was still sorting out Jiang Ruming's announcement, but she received a WeChat message asking her to pick him up. Specifically, the other party's father was probably in the hospital again.

Compared to Lin Yi'an's manager, Sun Gu, Li Zhuomu is much more meticulous. She and Jiang Ruming are good friends, and they know a thing or two about each other's family affairs.

"I don't know yet, it's a call from my family." Jiang Ruming rubbed his eyebrows a little weakly after speaking. His father was not in good health, and he had encountered so many troubles recently. The company seemed to be torn apart. On the surface He had to pretend nothing happened. He became more and more worried, and now he couldn't hold on anymore and fell ill.

As soon as she arrived at the entrance of the hospital, Jiang Ruming put on a mask. Although the hospital has good confidentiality measures, she is a public figure after all, and she doesn't want to be found out and cause other troubles.

As soon as he entered the ward, he saw Jiang Xian lying on the bed, with an oxygen mask on his face, and tubes in his hands. Jiang Ruming held the other's hand in distress, and his movements were very gentle, for fear of hurting him.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Ruming asked Jiang Xian, but Jiang Xian didn't respond at all.

The doctor at the side put down the test sheet, patted Jiang Ruming on the shoulder and said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult for Mr. Jiang to wake up again."

"Why?" Hearing this, Jiang Ruming immediately turned to ask the doctor.

This doctor is Jiang Xian's personal doctor. The year before last, his condition was under control. Last year, he had some diseases. This year, because of the company's disintegration, Jiang Xian was in a bad mood, his appetite was not good, and his body was getting weaker day by day.

Today when he was at home, he suddenly fainted. The servant rushed him to the hospital, but after being rescued, there was still no sign of waking up.

"His heart is failing, he's under too much pressure and he's losing his appetite, alas...you should know his condition best," the doctor replied with a sigh.

"Is there a way to make him..."

Before Jiang Ruming finished speaking, the fluctuations on Jiang Xian's electrocardiogram were getting closer and closer to a straight line. The red button was pressed immediately, and the medical staff sent him to the emergency room.

But Jiang Ruming could only sit outside and wait.

From eleven o'clock in the evening until one o'clock in the morning, the lights above the operating room were not turned off. Jiang Ruming got up and went to ask, but the doctor waved his hand, motioning her to go in and see Jiang Xian for the last time.

Jiang Xian's eyes were still closed. Although he was breathing weakly, it seemed extremely difficult. Jiang Ruming knelt down and touched Jiang Xian's face.

"Dad... I told you not to worry about the company's affairs. You insist on meddling. Now, you can't even look at me." Jiang Ruming said while tears kept falling down.

It happened so suddenly, she was still attending the press conference, and she received a call that Jiang Xian was critically ill, and now the doctor told her that she couldn't be rescued.

All of this made her a little out of breath.

"You haven't seen me take care of the company yet, why did it collapse? Dad... I owe you too much"

After Jiang Ruming finished speaking, Jiang Xian's electrocardiogram turned into a straight line, announcing that her heart had stopped beating and she died. She held the other's hand tightly, sobbing choked up.

"Sister Mu, ask me for a day off, I'll take care of some things." After Jiang Ruming and others calmed down a little, he called Li Zhuomu and said in a trembling voice.

Li Zhuomu didn't ask anything, just said one word and hung up the phone.

She wanted Jiang Ruming to be quiet. After all, the other party was sobbing, something must have happened.

She planned to accompany Jiang Xian until dawn, but the phone started to vibrate again. It was Tang Qingrang who called. She didn't want to answer the call at the moment, but she had no choice but to answer because of the identity of the other party.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Ruming's attitude was a little cold, but her tone was not strong. She was really choked up to the point of being speechless.

"Come to the company tomorrow to finish shooting the remaining products." Tang Qingrang could tell that something was wrong with Jiang Ruming, but he didn't know what happened.

"Sorry, no," Jiang Ruming refused after sighing.

"Why?" Tang Qingrang knew that Jiang Ruming was going to film, but she also had her basic itinerary. In addition to the morning and evening dramas tomorrow, there should be time in the afternoon.

"No reason, don't call again." After Jiang Ruming finished speaking, he turned off his phone, lay down beside Jiang Xian and closed his eyes.

She lost her mother in her early years. Although she was very young at that time, she knew that it meant that her mother would not come back. At that time, she was also very sad, but not as strong as now. After all, she has been living with her father and rarely sees him. Mother.

Because my mother is weak and afraid of infecting Jiang Ruming with the virus, I seldom see her.

And Jiang Xian is really important to her. He grew up with her since she was a child, taught her to be a human being, taught her the rules in the business field and how to deal with problems.

Now that Jiang Xian is gone, who else can accompany her?

The Jiang family had already been coveted by others, and Jiang Xian's death would definitely bring about commotion. She had to support the family, otherwise she was not worthy of being Jiang Xian's daughter.

But currently, Jiang Xian owns 60.00% of the shares...

The author has something to say: Tang Qingrang: "There is still me"