A terminally ill max-level rich woman transmigrated into a book, becoming the pitiful fake heiress female supporting character.
Zhi Yun originally wanted to seriously experience an ordinary l...
Only Zhiyun herself knows.
That is the ultimate Shura field...
"Get out, get out, get out quickly!" At this moment, Zhiyun's tone was not tactful at all.
Just attack people directly.
Seeing her panic, Si Yufeng asked her, "What happened?"
"Something big has happened. You guys go first, get out. No... you guys stay here. I'm going, I'm going out."
Zhiyun came out from behind the desk and ran straight towards the door, pulling Teng Qianqian with her before leaving.
Arriving at the door, Zhiyun turned around and said, "No one of you should speak. Be quiet. You must remain quiet. I will come back to open the door for you later. I'm sorry, everyone. I will compensate you for the time you have taken up."
"Hey, where are you going?" Ji Chen asked in a hoarse voice.
Jun Musheng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, sneered, "That's all you can do."
Si Yufeng lowered his head and looked at Jun Musheng, who was so calm. "Do you know what happened?"
"I don't know." Jun Musheng truly didn't know. He just relied on guesses, and his guesses were pretty accurate. "Have you ever seen that woman afraid of anything? When he forcefully took over my Jun Group's shares, did you see her even blink? Didn't you notice the Mr. Han that Miss Teng mentioned just now? Needless to say, he's a man she cares about."
Si Yufeng: “…”
Song An and Bai Bochuan, who were standing on the other side, looked at each other.
I thought: This Miss Zhiyun has so many men...
Moreover, each one of them is more influential than the other. What will I do if I cannot win the favor in the future?
The office door is closed!
To avoid any accidents, Zhiyun locked the office door.
She was afraid that Han Qingrang had already reached the door of the Chamber of Commerce. It would take time to drive this group of people away, and there would be no time at all. So she simply came out herself, locked them all in, and let them out after she had dealt with Han Qingrang.
He patted his chest gently, trying to calm himself down and keep himself composed. He couldn't panic, or panic would lead to chaos.
"What's wrong, Miss Zhiyun?" Teng Qianqian was very curious when she saw Zhiyun looking like she was facing a great enemy.
Zhiyun raised her hand to signal Teng Qianqian not to speak.
After calming down, Zhiyun asked Teng Qianqian, "How did you know Han Qingrang came to ask for it?"
Teng Qianqian told the truth, looking a little proud. "Of course I have great powers. Who am I? I'm the Seventh Young Lady of the Teng Mansion!"
“…”
You are indeed the seventh lady of the Teng family.
But you even know Han Qingrang's whereabouts, you are really amazing! !
She knew she couldn't get anything out of Teng Qianqian, so she simply didn't ask her.
Teng Qianqian was proud, but she could track Mr. Han's whereabouts, but she couldn't track the whereabouts of the head of the family, even though they were the same person. Moreover, her ability to track Mr. Han's whereabouts was tacitly approved by the head of the family.
Every time she thought about how she almost died in Teng Mansion that night, Teng Qianqian felt both fear and secret joy. She was afraid of the consequences she would face if she didn't react quickly, but she was secretly happy that her brain had suddenly brightened up and she actually thought of staying close to Zhiyun to save her life.
It seems that he also knew some secrets about the head of the family.
For example, the patriarch was very fond of Miss Zhiyun and actually used another identity to get close to her...
Zhiyun didn't care how Teng Qianqian knew Han Qingrang was coming. She had to make Teng Qianqian shut up. "When he comes, don't say anything. Don't say anything."
"I know!"
Teng Qianqian raised her chin proudly.
For some reason, Zhiyun felt that she was unreliable: "Can you repeat what I just said?"
Teng Qianqian repeated seriously, "I won't tell Mr. Han that you were having a tryst with five men in there."
“…”
Tryst...!!