Speaking of which...

Rong Chang also remembered something else.

Before Jiang Wenhao appeared.

Didn't she see a wolf outside?

Wolf, Jiang Wenhao...

Thinking of this, Rong Chang narrowed her eyes.

His eyes held a profound meaning.

...

the next day.

I heard that Han Jiahang has already received the package she sent.

She was still handling things at the company in the afternoon when Han Jiahang came to her door.

With a loud bang.

On the desk, the man placed a large box directly on it.

Rong Shang looked up and then threw down the pen in her hand.

She crossed her arms and leaned back.

"Sheng Chang'an, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" She raised an eyebrow at him.

The assistant who followed in was somewhat startled.

Rong Shang glanced back at her and waved her hand, "You go out first."

"Okay, Mr. Sheng."

The assistant nodded and left.

Han Jiahang, who was standing to the side, was furious. "Sheng Chang'an, are you doing this on purpose?"

"I did something and you say I did it on purpose."

He raised an eyebrow, his expression relaxed.

Han Jiahang pointed to the delivery box on his desk, "Who told you to put a pile of bird poop on the wedding dress?"

Did she know that he was going to return the dress to the bridal shop?

The way she did it has greatly diminished the quality of this wedding dress.

"Silly, take it to the dry cleaners."

Instead, she mocked him.

Han Jiahang was so angry that he wanted to punch her.

His face was ashen, but he nodded. "Fine, you're going to give me this thing, right?"

"Okay, Sheng Chang'an, you just wait."

His fingers were almost touching her face.

Rong Shang glanced up at it and immediately grabbed it.

Then... "Aaaaaah!"

A scream rang out.

Han Jiahang quickly withdrew his hand; it was in excruciating pain.

"Sheng Chang'an!"

Enraged, he yelled at her.

The woman stood up from her seat the next second.

She picked up the delivery box from the table with both hands.

She went up and shoved it directly into the man's arms.

"Han Jiahang, you should just take your wedding dress and go find your Luo Yin."

Stunned, "..."

"you……"

Upon hearing the name Luo Yin, a flicker of panic crossed Han Jiahang's face.

"How could you..."

"You want to ask me how I knew, right?"

hehe.

He reached into the drawer and took out a stack of photos.

Rong Shang turned around and slapped him across the face.

The photos fell to the ground in front of me with a whoosh.

"Han Jiahang, you've already accompanied her to the hospital to check if she's pregnant. How long are you going to keep this from me?"

To have one foot in two boats.

The inertia of a scumbag.

"Get out. This is no longer a place for you."

Rong Shang picked up a rubber band and tied her hair up in front of him.

Her already delicate and three-dimensional facial features became even more defined.

Han Jiahang glanced at it and frowned.

He remained standing still.

Rong Shang looked up again, then kicked him directly, yelling, "Get lost!"

They don't appreciate kindness.

If he doesn't leave soon, I'll make him crawl.

Han Jiahang was extremely frustrated.

Why does this woman always resort to physical violence?

She has absolutely no gentleness or virtue befitting a woman.

Thinking to myself, at least she broke off the engagement.

Otherwise, he would be ruined for the rest of his life in the grave of his wedding.

After Han Jiahang left.

Rong Shang will work for another hour or two before leaving the company.

She was waiting at a red light when a car suddenly sped past her and crashed into the back of her car.

With a loud bang.

Rong Shang, sitting in front, couldn't help but lean forward slightly.

She peeked out and looked outside.

The driver of the luxury car has already gotten out.

"Miss, I'm so sorry, I bumped into your car."