Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Ruan Sisi was also looking at her, and her almond-shaped eyes did not have the previous trust in them. “Xianrou, are those people on Weibo telling the truth?”

Jiang Xianrou raised her head in a panic and met her eyes.

Ruan Sisi looked at her with very complicated eyes. Doubt, surprise, and disbelief could be seen in them.

Jiang Xianrou keenly caught her hidden contempt.

The look of contempt in Ruan Sisi’s eyes was like a needle stuck in her heart!

“Sisi.” Jiang Xianrou took the lead to avoid her gaze. Her face was pale as she pushed the chair away and stood up irritably, picked up the phone on her desk, and said, “I’ll go out and make a call first.”

She left without allowing Ruan Sisi to continue asking her questions after speaking.

She hurriedly left the cafe as if she was escaping.

She lowered her head and looked impatiently

the

deep breath, pinched her palms and forced herself to calm down,

hours had passed since

or four hours that the matter was fermenting, Jiang Xianrou’s phone was disconnected. Even Old Master Jiang had to call her twice before

off to prevent anyone from contacting

and asking her to go to the Internet to clarify for Qiao Nian. There was originally no problem,

call, but Jiang Zongjin didn’t

lip, feeling

the phone screen, bit her lip again,

“Ring, ring.”

picked

embarrassed. Her delicate melon seed face was bloodless, and

from time to time on the road, and they couldn’t help but look in

these people didn’t know

irritability accompanied her to make three calls

in extreme anxiety and stood there dumbfounded, wondering how things had

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