Lure your wife into your arms: Mysterious husband is the richest man

Chapter 212 Looking for trouble and getting beaten
Assistant Xu was startled and hurriedly came over, "Young Master, is your hand okay?"

Lu Jingchen said nothing, and stared at Jiang Wan downstairs with anger.

She was wearing a haze blue gauze dress, her skin was as white as snow, her black hair was like clouds, her shoulders and legs were exposed, her whole body was shining like sequins on her dress, and she was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away.

When Special Assistant Xu saw blood oozing from the wound on his hand, he sighed and asked the waiter to find the medicine box and wanted to re-bandage him, but he dodged it.

downstairs.

With Qian Jiale's help, Jiang Wan quickly integrated into his social circle and chatted about jewelry with the ladies and ladies. After they learned that she was a famous designer in Shengxing, they got closer to her and added her vx. Some even placed orders directly in their circle of friends.

"Isn't that Jiang Wan? Why is she here? Who is the man next to her?" Zheng Hong was chatting with Han Yue and others. When he accidentally saw her, the smile on his face suddenly turned cold.

Han Yue's expression didn't look much better either. Looking at her and Qian Jiale talking and laughing, jealousy surged in her eyes, "You're already married and you're hooking up with a man. How shameless!"

"How can her car repairman husband compare to this? Now no one in the imperial capital cares about her, so she can do whatever she wants." Zheng Hong's eyes were also sour.

He looks aloof, but he's just like her, so what are you pretending to be?

Han Yue: "Smelly cousin!"

"Huh? Is she wearing this year's Chanel haute couture? It seems like it." A woman said.

Zheng Hong sneered, "It's a fake. How can the car mechanic have the money to buy her Chanel haute couture?"

"It seems so. I've seen the authentic ones. The slits of the authentic ones are higher, not as low as hers."

They looked at each other with mocking smiles on their lips.

Qian Jiale went to the men's circle, leaving Jiang Wan with the women.

She chatted for a long time, and her voice was on fire. Just when she was going to take a rest, she saw two familiar figures walking towards her.

She narrowed her eyes, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Han Yue first chatted with the others for a while, then looked at her, looked up and down, and suddenly said, "Which brand of clothes is designer Jiang wearing? It's so beautiful. Why does it look so familiar?"

"Yeah, it looks familiar to me too. It looks like Chanel's haute couture, but it's a little different. That one has a bigger slit than hers."

"Pfft, designer Jiang is not wearing a high-quality imitation, is he? I really don't understand that you are so vain. You just wear cheap goods if you don't have money. Isn't it embarrassing to wear high-quality imitations?"

"Oh, I can actually understand it. Designer Jiang's husband is a car repairman. How can he have the money to buy the real thing? I guess it takes a lot of effort to buy a high imitation."

When the others heard them mocking Jiang Wan so blatantly, they looked at each other with either embarrassment or a look of watching a good show.

Jiang Wan faced all kinds of looks, but his expression didn't change. He replied calmly, "This is not a high imitation."

"Oh, it's not a high imitation? Do you believe this? Can you really afford it as a poor guy? It's funny."

"Actually, it's not impossible. After all, our designer Jiang is so beautiful, has such a good figure, is liked by so many people, and can still be sold... ah!"

Before Zheng Hong could finish her words, she was slapped hard by Jiang Wan.

She wanted nothing to do with them, but their words were too unpleasant.

"You hit me? You bitch! Ah!" She rushed toward her angrily, but was slapped again.

This time it was not Jiang Wan who hit her, but Zhang Jiayi.

She was a ruthless and merciless master. His strength could not be lighter, and he knocked her to the ground, with blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

"If I'm going to beat you, do you still have to choose a date?" Zhang Jiayi pointed at her condescendingly, confidently.

Zheng Hong pursed her lips and didn't dare to say anything.

Zhang Jiayi looked like a rich girl at first glance, so she didn't dare to offend him.

"Jiayi, why did you suddenly...ah!" Han Yue came over to persuade her, but before she could finish her words, she slapped her in the face. She looked at her in confusion, wondering where she had offended her.

She knew Zhang Jiayi and had always wanted to fawn over her before, but she never played with her, so she turned to fawn over Chen Qingyun. "Jiayi, why..."

"Why? Because she is my good friend. If you slander her, you are slandering me." Zhang Jiayi walked to Jiang Wan, hugged her and said protectively.

They never expected that two people with such different life backgrounds could be friends. They looked at each other and neither dared to say anything else.

"Your taste is really bad, but it is understandable considering that you may never be able to wear Chanel's high-end clothing in your life. The piece she is wearing is genuine and authentic. Someone from the brand personally delivered it to my wardrobe. Yes, it’s just that she thought the slit was a bit big and needed a few stitches, but she didn’t expect that it would become a reason for you villains to humiliate her. It’s really ridiculous.”

Han Yue and Zheng Hong lowered their heads, pursed their lips tightly, and suppressed their blushes in shame and anger.

"What's going on?" Qian Jiale heard the movement and came over.

Zhang Jiayi told him the whole story, and he glanced at them with undisguised disgust in his eyes.

He walked up to Jiang Wan and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

She smiled and shook her head.

Upstairs, Lu Jingchen looked at the harmonious and beautiful scene between the two of them with deep eyes. He raised his wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp.

Seeing his uncomfortable look, Special Assistant Xu sighed and said, "Young Master, if you really like Miss Jiang, just get back together with her. Anyway, you haven't received a marriage certificate yet."

Lu Jingchen shook his head rationally, "We are not suitable."

Assistant Xu secretly muttered to himself, "If it's not suitable, you should let it go."

The luxury Bentley parked at the door of the apartment building, and Jiang Wan and Qian Jiale got out of the car.

"Thank you tonight. I've added a lot of clients. I'm waiting to treat you to dinner when you have time."

"Look, I'm always available."

"Okay, I'll set a time to vx for you."

"I'll take you up."

"No, go back early. Goodbye."

Jiang Wan waved to him and entered the apartment building.

He looked at her slender back and raised the corners of his mouth. It seemed that she had a crush on him.

After entering the elevator, Jiang Wan's face showed fatigue. She was highly focused this night and was really a little tired.

The elevator door opened, and she got out of the elevator and walked towards the door.

He raised his gaze inadvertently and then stopped.

She looked at the tall man standing at the door and frowned slightly, annoyance rising in her eyes.

Why is he here?

Lu Jingchen heard the footsteps and raised his eyelids to look at her. He leaned against the door with his hands in his pockets, his posture was lazy and casual, his head lowered, and he looked up at her. His whole face was hidden in the shadows, looking gloomy and sharp.

She sighed secretly, walked over and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Lu Jingchen stared at her deeply without saying a word. At this moment, she changed out of her gorgeous and beautiful dress and wore a simple white T-shirt and jeans, fresh and beautiful.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jiang Wan stopped asking. She lost her patience and said, "Get out of the way."

She took out the key and raised her hand to open the door, but his hand was held by him. The man's slender white fingers slowly wrapped around her palm. She wanted to pull it out, but his grip tightened.

"Let me go, what are you going to do?"

(End of this chapter)