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

Chapter 218: Difficult, protect her

The hot breath sprayed on the sensitive skin next to her ears, numbing and slightly itching, causing her to suddenly get goosebumps.

With heat rising in her cheeks, she hurriedly pushed him away and glared at him shyly, "Go away quickly."

Seeing her expression showing no room for relief, Lu Jingchen sighed secretly, turned and left.

The door closed with a bang, and Jiang Wan breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen.

After washing the dishes, she sat on the sofa and watched TV, but her attention could not be focused on the plot.

She couldn't help but worry about Lu Jingchen. She didn't know what he had done to offend these vicious people. What if they were really waiting for him at his house?Can he handle it?
She took a deep breath and suppressed her worries. It was none of her business anyway. They were divorced. She turned down the TV volume and found a crime drama that interested her.

After leaving the community, Lu Jingchen sat on the big G waiting at the door, "Is everything done?"

Xiaosi smiled and said, "Of course, brother, don't worry about me doing my job."

"Does Lu Feng know?" He asked worriedly, frowning.

"No, just doubtful."

"There will be no shortage of temptations like this in the future. Brother, please be careful."

"Don't worry." Lu Jingchen looked nonchalant, obviously he didn't take it to heart.

"Brother, when did you move here?"

"My wife lives here."

Xiao Si continued to gossip, "Aren't you divorced? I should call her ex-wife. Why are we still in contact? You are not a disconnected person."

Lu Jingchen looked at him sideways, his eyes full of warning, "We are not divorced yet, and please stop gossiping, you are young."

Xiaosi pursed his lips and did not dare to say anything more.

The next day.

In the conference room, Jiang Wan listened carefully to the class and took notes. Half the class passed, and everyone handed in yesterday's homework for the teacher to criticize.

The person teaching them today is the famous American designer Mike, a handsome middle-aged guy with blond hair and blue eyes.

Before meeting her, Jiang Wan admired him quite a bit, but after seeing her, the goodwill supported by fantasy was suddenly shattered. He not only dated her in vx, but also often cheated on her.

She decisively rejected him, and after criticizing him righteously, he began to hate her, making things difficult for her at every turn, and was unusually kind to Zheng Hong.

As an adult, she naturally understands the twists and turns between them, but she doesn't care. She just wants to study hard, concentrate on her homework and complete her work, but Mike doesn't want to let her go.

No, as soon as the homework was handed in, he picked a bunch of unfounded questions for her, and instead praised Zheng Hong.

She glanced at her proudly, and then looked at Mike with charming eyes. The latter also raised his eyebrows slightly, pretending to be charming.

Jiang Wan looked at the interaction between them and was so sick that he almost vomited.

Mike was encouraged and continued to belittle Jiang Wan, "What kind of rubbish are you drawing? If you draw this kind of rubbish again in the future, please don't come to my class again. I don't teach rubbish." With that, he put her The homework was swept on the floor.

"That's it, designer Jiang, can you be more attentive? What are you drawing?" Zheng Hong picked it up and took a look, suppressed the jealousy in her eyes, and threw it away with a look of disdain.

Jiang Wan took a few steps forward and caught it without looking at her. She looked straight at Mike, "I don't think there is anything wrong with my design. On the contrary, I think you are targeting me deliberately."

Mike hated her stubborn and unyielding look. He thought she was provoking him. He snorted, with an arrogant look on his face, "Are you worthy of targeting you? What is my identity, and what is your identity, an unknown person?" The little designer deserves my attention, but you think too highly of yourself."

"That's right, Jiang Wan, don't think you are outstanding just because you have made some small achievements. Only by being humble can you make progress. How can a well-known designer like Mr. Mike be wrong? If you say you are rubbish, you are rubbish." Zheng Hong looked condescendingly. Looking at her, his face was slightly distorted because he was too happy.

Ever since she came to prominence, she has been suppressed. No matter how hard she tried, she could not surpass her, making her feel like she was trash. Now she could finally say openly that she was trash. How could she not be happy?How could you not be happy?

The two of them stared at Jiang Wan proudly. No one else helped her. They were all watching the fun. No one wanted to offend a famous designer like Mike for her, a little-known designer. "Garbage?" A deep, powerful voice came in the silent conference room.

Jiang Wan turned his head and saw Xu Te pushing Lu Jingchen in. He didn't look at her, but stared at Mike with a compelling look.

A smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he reached out respectfully to say hello, "Mr. Lu."

However, he seemed not to see him and ignored him.

Mike was ignored, and he felt a little embarrassed, so he retracted his hand in embarrassment.

Lu Jingchen glanced at Jiang Wan, then looked back after a moment, "These are all carefully selected people from the head office, but in the eyes of designers Mike, they are trash. Are you questioning our Shengxing's vision?"

Zheng Hong glanced at the two of them and moved to the side, away from Mike, as quiet as a chicken.

"That's not what I meant. I just pointed out her mistake in a harsh tone. I'm really sorry, Designer Jiang. I hope you don't mind." He was flexible, and looked at Jiang Wan with a gentle smile to apologize to her.

"I accept your apology." Jiang Wan met his gaze and smiled back.

After class, Jiang Wan left the conference room, picked up her mobile phone and sent a vx thank you to Lu Jingchen, "Thank you, Mr. Lu."

"No need, it's not for you."

"..." Okay, just think of her as thanking Loneliness.

President Office.

Lu Jingchen put down his phone and frowned, "Can you tell that I'm protecting Jiang Wan?"

"...Hmm." It's so obvious, who can't see it?
"Is it so obvious? Then I will restrain myself from this kind of thing from now on."

"……it is good."

Jiang Wan took pictures of the drawings and sent them to the masters in the workshop of Yuncheng Branch.

Because she is still affiliated with the branch, she still keeps in touch with people at the branch for work and other matters.

After doing this, she leaned back on the chair and stretched, looked at the time, picked up her bag and left the company.

She took a taxi to the supermarket near the apartment, bought a lot of ingredients, and carried daily necessities back to the apartment.

After getting out of the elevator, as soon as she raised her eyelids, her expression was covered with panic.

She was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly ran to the door and helped Lu Jingchen, who was covered in blood.

"How are you? Where are you injured? I'll take you to the hospital." She looked him up and down eagerly and hurriedly helped him up.

"It's not serious, just a skin injury." Lu Jingchen shook his head.

"Is it just that much blood or just a skin injury?"

"Well, it's just a scratch on the arm. There's no bleeding elsewhere. Just stop the bleeding." Lu Jingchen held the door with one hand and put his other hand on her shoulder and stood up with difficulty.

Jiang Wan glanced at his arm and found that it was like this. She felt relieved a little, opened the door, and helped him in.

He took off his bloody coat and sat on the sofa. She opened the cabinet on the side and took out the medicine box.

Bringing it over, she glanced at him and said, "Take off the clothes inside too. I'll bandage it for you."

Lu Jingchen frowned and said painfully, "Honey, you have to help me, I can't lift my arms."

(End of this chapter)