"So many zeros... How much money is this?" Jiang Qinghe couldn't help but rub her eyes.
"One...one hundred billion..."
Everyone was stunned, and they all looked at Old Master Shen in shock.
Old Master Shen expressed his complete innocence: "Don't all look at me like that. I, this old man, am not after the Huo family's property. He drafted this agreement himself."
"ah?"
It was actually written by him himself, showing such sincerity. No wonder my grandfather suddenly changed his mind.
The agreement states that Jiang Ran can get a divorce anytime she wants, so there's no need to worry that she'll be dragged along by Jiang Minghui like Shen Qingwan was.
Shen Qingwan was relieved. What she had always worried about was that Jiang Ran would follow in her footsteps.
"But... isn't it too early for Grandpa to sign a prenuptial agreement? They've only just started getting engaged."
"Not too early, not too early. She can suddenly say she wants to get engaged, who knows if she'll suddenly say she wants to get married? We can only feel at ease if we make plans for her sooner."
"Yes, yes! Grandpa was right!"
Jiang Ran couldn't help but ask the question while she was still in the car.
"What exactly did you talk about with my grandfather? Why did he suddenly change his mind?"
Huo Siyan remained calm and composed, saying, "It's nothing, just giving him a guarantee."
"Oh..." Jiang Ran nodded and looked out the car window.
I have a feeling it's not that simple...
It just seemed he didn't want to talk about it, and she wouldn't press him for details.
"Where are we going now?" Jiang Ran looked outside and pointed to the intersection ahead. "Mr. Huo is so busy, don't worry about me. Just drop me off at the intersection ahead."
Wen Qing, in the driver's seat, dared not respond and could only look to Huo Siyan for help.
He quickly received a signal from her and explained, "Miss Jiang, you can't get out of the car yet."
"Why?"
"President Huo...he still has something to tell you."
"What is it?" Jiang Ran turned her head away.
Huo Siyan was leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed, the top two buttons of his black shirt undone, adding a touch of languor to his appearance.
The hand near the car door had its long, slender index finger tapping incessantly, revealing a hint of tension.
"I still need to pick out an engagement dress."
"Does such a small matter really require my personal attention?" Jiang Ran was taken aback.
Wasn't he supposed to be too busy since he just took over the company? Why does he seem so free?
For such a small matter, wouldn't it be easy to just tell the size to someone below and have them send it over?
Besides, their engagement was just to appease his family, so was it really necessary for him to personally pick out a suit? Couldn't he have just worn anything?
Huo Siyan was stumped by her question. After a moment of silence, his gaze fell on her, burning and deep.
"If you're going to put on a show, you have to go all the way."
Jiang Ran suddenly realized something, as if she understood the unspoken meaning in his words.
She understood!
Does he mean... someone is secretly investigating him? So he has to personally choose the suit to convince people that he's really getting engaged?
It seems being the heir to a wealthy family isn't so easy after all; there's no freedom at all.
"Okay, let's go then."
The car stopped quickly.
After getting off the bus, Jiang Ran realized that this was not a commercial street.
With questions in mind, she followed Huo Siyan into the elevator.
After exiting the elevator, Wenqing opened the door to her room.
Jiang Ran looked around. This was... a private apartment, right?
Why did he bring her here?
"Ms. Jiang, Mr. Huo usually prefers peace and quiet. This is his usual apartment in City A. Please wait a moment. I have already contacted the designer, and he should be here soon."
"oh..."
Jiang Ran nodded and couldn't help but look around. The apartment was decorated in gray tones, which looked a bit dull, but it suited Huo Siyan's personality quite well.
But... why did you bring her here?
You can find designers elsewhere to come and discuss dresses, right?
Jiang Ran waited for a while, and then Wen Qing came over with a tall, stylish woman with long hair.
Jiang Ran recognized the woman as Anja, a well-known designer in the fashion industry. She had heard that Anja had retired from the fashion industry for several years, but she never expected to be able to persuade her to come out of retirement.
After taking Jiang Ran's measurements, Anja discussed some details about the dress with her, and they quickly finalized the plan.
Jiang Ran was quite casual about it; she only needed to act well, and it didn't matter what she wore.
Although the communication went smoothly, it was already dark by the time Anja left.
"I'll take you." Huo Siyan picked up his coat from the sofa without giving her a chance to refuse and walked out.
Jiang Ran followed, then quickly declined, "No need... You must have a lot of things to do, let Wenqing take me."
Huo Siyan paused, and Wen Qing's heart leaped into her throat.
What the heck!
What does this have to do with him...?
He felt terrible inside. Would President Huo come after him later?
Thinking of this, he hurriedly waved his hand to refuse: "Ms. Jiang, I... I still have a lot of things that President Huo asked me to do... Oh dear, I also have an appointment with a supplier, and it's almost time, so I'll have to go first!"
After saying that, fearing that Jiang Ran might say something else, he immediately ran away as if his feet were greased.
Upon arriving at the car, Jiang Ran thought for a moment and then sat in the passenger seat.
Although she was somewhat reluctant, she couldn't very well sit in the back seat; that would be treating Huo Siyan like a driver.
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