In her previous life, Jiang Wuyang was a loyal sycophant to her senior and junior schoolmates, constantly worrying and caring for them.
Did the junior have a stomach problem? Then she would b...
When Jiang Yiran saw Ruan Anan's expression, he thought she was worried about her parents.
I asked her casually, "Is Dad here? Did he say who will be attending An An's parent-teacher conference?"
When this matter was mentioned, Ruan Anan quietly pricked up her ears and listened carefully.
Special Assistant Liu looked calm and shook his head: "I'm sorry, Master, I'm not sure either. The president didn't inform me of Miss Ruan's words."
Jiang Yiran didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly. He didn't disbelieve what Assistant Liu said. He knew clearly in his heart that Assistant Liu must know more than that.
It must be said that Jiang Yiran is Jiang Jinrang's son after all. Even when he doesn't speak, he is still very intimidating.
Noticing Jiang Yiran's somewhat angry look, Special Assistant Liu rubbed his nose and said honestly, "Special Assistant Zhang was sent to investigate what happened in Chengshan Town two days ago."
The implication is that it is impossible for Special Assistant Zhang to come here, but no one knows who will come to hold a parent-teacher meeting for Ruan Anan.
Jiang Jinrang only had two special assistants, so if it wasn't these two, it could be either him or someone else.
But the probability of Jiang Jin sending other people is still quite small.
When Ruan Anan first heard that they were going to investigate the matter of Chengshan Town, she was a little nervous, but then her thoughts were diluted by the thought that Jiang Jin might have asked her to personally attend a parent-teacher meeting.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise: "Thank you, Special Assistant Liu."
Liu Chen glanced at Ruan Anan with a complicated look and said nothing.
Anyway, as far as he knew, President Jiang would definitely attend a parent-teacher meeting for the young lady. As for why Miss Ruan was so happy here, he didn't understand and didn't ask too much.
"Let's go, young master, to the classroom."
There was no sign of abnormality on Jiang Yiran's face.
He just whispered to Ruan Anan: "Go back to class and wait for a while. Maybe your father has passed away now. If that doesn't work, I'll ask for you again."
Ruan Anan nodded, unable to suppress her happiness in her heart.
Sure enough, in Uncle Jiang's heart, I am still very important.
He smiled and turned around and went back to his class.
Jiang Yiran led Liu Chen into the classroom.
Seeing Ruan Anan walking away, Jiang Yiran asked quietly, "What was that Chengshan Town you were talking about?"
He just saw that An An's expression was obviously not right. He and An An had been together for so long, and it was obvious that An An was feeling guilty.
So what happened to them on this trip to Chengshan Town?
Liu Chen gave Jiang Yiran a strange look and said, "Don't you know? Miss Yangyang was kidnapped by human traffickers."
"When the president and I went over, we only saw Miss Yangyang, covered in black, hiding in a tree. It took a helicopter and five drones to find her."
"The president suspects there's something wrong and is sending Zhang Xiang to investigate thoroughly."
After saying that, without caring about Jiang Yiran's expression, he turned around and strode into the classroom and sat down.
Jiang Yiran stood there in a daze.
What was this about being arrested, what about the helicopter, what about the problem? Why didn't he know anything about it?
Jiang Wuyang is his biological sister. Why didn't anyone tell him about such a big thing?!
That was a human trafficker from the mountains. He couldn't even imagine how a girl would be treated if she was captured, let alone that this person was his own sister...
Jiang Yiran's expression showed signs of collapse.
The classroom was very quiet. The parents sitting inside all looked very familiar. They were either partners or elite white-collar workers. When everyone saw Liu Chen, they knew that he was Jiang Jinrang's special assistant and greeted him politely.
Liu Chen also responded with a smile.
"Son, why is your class so hard to find? I thought it was in the building in front. I walked up several floors and found that there were only freshmen and sophomores there. After asking around, I found out that your senior class isn't even in the same building."
The woman's voice was a little sharp. She was wearing fur and had heavy and delicate makeup on her face. She seemed to have overexerted herself. She was standing at the door, holding on to the wall and panting.
Standing next to him was a tall young man in school uniform.
Wen Mubai supported his mother and vaguely felt that everyone inside was looking at him. He frowned slightly and said dissatisfiedly, "Mom, stop talking."
Mother Wen glared at Wen Mubai and said, "What? Your school's design is unreasonable, and you won't let people say anything?"
Wen Mubai glanced at the parents sitting in the classroom with graceful postures. For some reason, he felt a little annoyed, but when he saw the mother in front of him, he suppressed his feeling.
After all, she is the mother who gave birth to him and raised him. No matter what happens, he cannot lose his temper with her.
Wen Mubai took a deep breath, brought his mother to his seat, and whispered, "This is my seat, just sit here."
After saying that, Wen Mubai turned and left.
He didn't want to stay here. Everyone's eyes were on him. His mother might enjoy this feeling, but he just felt depressed.
"Oh, Mrs. Chen, you're here for the parent-teacher conference too. What a coincidence!"
"Hey? Miss Wu, is your mother free? Please say hello to her for me!"
Even though Wen Mubai walked far away, he could still hear his mother's words and paused. He didn't like his mother's materialism, but he also knew that his mother did this for him and his father.
But why didn't my father come today?
An irrepressible disappointment flashed through Wen Mubai's heart.
He quickened his pace and left in a hurry.
As I looked around, a familiar figure appeared in my sight.
It’s Mu Ziye.
Mu Ziye was walking on the road with his hands in his pockets, followed by a friend.
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