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  Yan Rusheng said, “The Jiang Corporation.”


  His shrewd-looking eyes surveyed Xuxu’s face closely and intently at her every expression.

  “The Jiangs?” Xuxu frowned. Baffled, she asked, “Jiang Zhuoheng’s company?”


  Yan Rusheng sneered and lifted an eyebrow. “If not which other Jiang corporation could have the ability to do that?”


  Deep down, he heaved a silent sigh. Seemed like she was kept in the dark about this matter.

  “I really had no idea,” Xuxu gloomily replied with her eyebrows furrowed. She pulled her chair and sat down.

  She picked up the cutlery and was about to start eating when a thought suddenly hit her. “Are you suspecting that I’ve given up on the bidding because I was aware of this matter?”


  This fellow was really petty, he might really have assumed that she was aware.

  Without any trace of emotion on his face, Yan Rusheng threw her a question, “Isn’t it?”


  Xuxu rolled her eyes. “Yan Rusheng, can you stop being so petty? Doesn’t this sound ridiculous?”


  She lowered her head and began to eat.

  Xuxu suddenly recalled what Jiang Zhuoheng spoke to her over the phone the other day.

  She had no idea that the Jiang Corporation was bidding for that piece of land, so naturally, she didn’t take his words to heart.

  Her heart sank instantly.

  Almost immediately she squashed the idea. No, he wouldn’t. That piece of land was worth billions of yuan. The Jiang Corporation must have seen the investment potential in that piece of land as well.

  After reassuring herself, Xuxu finally started on her breakfast.

  Yan Rusheng was gazing at her and the expression in his eyes turned soft. The corners of his mouth subconsciously curled into a smile.

  After breakfast, both of them went separately to work in their own cars.

  Xuxu reached the office first but Yan Rusheng was nowhere in sight. When it was almost 11 a.m., there was still no sight of him anywhere in the building……

  “I’m looking for your lady boss Wen Xuxu. I’m her friend.”


  “Please hold on and I will inform her.”


  Yan Rusheng had just entered through the entrance and saw a middle-aged man standing in front of the front desk. He was holding bags of unknown stuff, and he heard him saying he was looking for Wen Xuxu.

  He frowned and hastened his footsteps towards him. He stole a glance at the stranger and proceeded to question the receptionist, “What’s going on?”


  The receptionist replied promptly, “President Yan, this gentleman said that he is Madam’s friend and he needs to meet her.”


  Yan Rusheng turned his head slowly to the middle-aged man, and his shrewd-looking eyes began to size him up from head to toe.

  When did that stupid woman get to know this person? Why was he unaware?

  The middle-aged man recognized Yan Rusheng and gave him a curt bow. “Hi, President Yan. I just came back from a work trip from X City, and bought back some of the local delicacies for Madam Yan.”


  He lifted the bags of stuff to show Yan Rusheng.

  Young Master Yan, who was obsessed with cleanliness, caught a whiff of a pungent stench. He frowned and quickly took a step back. He continued surveying him from head to toe and asked, “Who are you?”


  “I’m Zhao Hu,” he replied instantly. “Madam Yan is kind-hearted, and she had helped me out of a fix. I’m very thankful to her, and I didn’t know how to express my gratitude.”


  Yan Rusheng eyed him suspiciously. “What do you mean?”


  That dumb woman had expanded her charity business? Even helping adults?