They surrounded me right after the breakup.

"So it wasn't arranged by Lao Zhou." Wang Jing glanced in Song Wanning's direction.

"Did Song Wanning come alone?"

"President Jiang, between you two..."

"Does she need to talk to you about something? She can't be pregnant, can she?"

Faced with Wang Jing's envious gaze, Jiang Han felt a wave of dizziness wash over him.

"What nonsense is Brother Wang spouting?"

Wang Jing leaned back in his chair, muttering to himself.

"Wait! Mr. Jiang, do you know how many people in your family are in this position?"

"I don't even know myself, how could they possibly know!"

"Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore."

The aircraft has entered the cruise phase.

The flight attendant slowly pushed the food cart from the front of the first-class cabin.

They took turns laying out tablecloths, setting out tableware, and pouring red wine for each passenger.

The appetizer was smoked salmon with caviar, and the main courses included steak, silver cod, and more.

The plate was printed with the airline's logo, and the cutlery felt heavy and had a great feel to it.

Wang Jing cut a piece of steak, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and then drank some red wine.

"President Jiang, tell me the truth, what exactly did you and Song Wanning discuss?"

"She was like a completely different person after she went back."

"His apology video was more sincere than anyone else's, but his fan group disbanded faster than anyone else's."

"Old Zhou told me that Song Wanning is very dedicated now, and she has accepted several scripts for new dramas."

"You took away the arrogant Song Wanning in one night."

"Well…"

Jiang Han hadn't expected Song Wanning's change in attitude.

Can heavy guns and cannons really bring about new chemical reactions?

After finishing his meal, Wang Jing reclined his chair and pulled the blanket up to his chin.

In less than two minutes, his breathing became deep and even.

Middle-aged people have longer magazine cooldown times, so they need to stock up in advance.

Jiang Han leaned back in his chair, his eyes half-closed.

Through the gap in the sliding door diagonally in front of her, Song Wanning peeked out and looked this way.

She looked away when her eyes met his.

It popped out again a few minutes later.

Jiang Han couldn't sleep, so he simply took out his phone and connected to the cabin WiFi.

Open Song Wanning's WeChat chat window.

I typed a few words and sent them.

"What, you realized after you're done having fun that Daddy's still the best?"

Jiang Han's remarks were as crude as ever.

After all, they were two people who had had in-depth conversations.

Their relationship had reached a point where they were willing to risk their lives for each other.

It's a friendship worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

Song Wanning leaned back in her first-class seat, her fingers unconsciously flipping through the magazine in front of her.

She has only read less than three lines of text since boarding the plane.

My mind is full of other things.

Her trip to Paris was entirely impromptu.

She had been working non-stop on several gigs recently, and her agent suggested she go abroad to relax for a few days.

She randomly picked the earliest flight.

Who would have thought that they would run into that man again on the way?

From the moment she boarded the plane, Song Wanning was restless.

She couldn't explain why she was nervous.

After that night, Song Wanning thought she would not have any further entanglements.

An apology video was recorded, the fan group was disbanded, and compensation was paid.

All conditions will be met.

But the moment I saw the Yangtze River from the plane, my heart skipped a beat for no reason.

The past seems to repeat itself as if it were yesterday.

wrong!

To be precise, it was just a matter of one night.

Song Wanning originally thought she would hate Jiang Han for ruining his future over trivial matters.

The result was exactly the opposite.

The endorsements that were terminated have certainly been lost.

However, more new brands emerged afterward, and they were of a higher standard than before.

When the brand's marketing director called, he kept bringing up the same question.

"I heard you have a good relationship with General Manager Jiang of Xingyue?"

Whether it's industry colleagues or media friends, they always ask her about Jianghan when they meet her.

To some extent, the apology controversy actually opened up the ceiling for her career.

Moving towards a higher level of fame.

Song Wanning is a sensible person.

Having witnessed the pressure that comes with the Jianghan Plain when it truly unleashes its power.

She knows very well what she can and cannot do.

No matter how the reporter tried to subtly probe, Song Wanning refused to mention anything about what had happened between the two of them.

The question is simply to express our gratitude to President Jiang for his magnanimity in giving Chenxing a chance to correct its mistakes.

The airtight response only fueled further speculation.

Every time she said that President Jiang was a good person, the reporters' eyes were full of disbelief.

Song Wanning herself didn't believe it either.

Jiang Han is not a good person.

When he gets ruthless, he can torture someone to death; when he's asleep, he can kick someone to death.

He claimed he was standing up for his girlfriend.

Behind the scenes, they were saying that you reap what you sow.

A typical two-faced scumbag.

However, Jiang Han keeps his word.

He really meant it when he said he'd let her go.

Compared to the moral righteousness and benevolence of other bosses in the industry, Jiang Han appears righteous and noble in comparison to his peers.

This, in turn, fostered a strange sense of trust in Song Wanning.

Sitting in the private room just a few steps away from this man, her mind was filled with images from that night.

The crisp sound of slapping your bottom.

The lips felt spicy when I leaned down to kiss them.

As Song Wanning was lost in thought, her phone suddenly vibrated.

Song Wanning looked down at the screen.

The few lines of text that popped up in the dialog box made her face burn instantly.

What's so great? Dad's the best...

Song Wanning bit her lower lip, her finger hovering above the screen.

So what if we shouted it?

Is it okay to say things casually in ordinary times, even if they are said in special situations?

The words stimulated her nerve endings.

Song Wanning wanted to give him a firm reply, but the heat on her face hadn't subsided yet.

She realized that no matter how many people outside adored her as a goddess,

In front of Jiang Han, she was always just a little female star who was brought to the hotel.

"President Jiang, you still have a very unpleasant way of speaking."

"Um?"

Jiang Han looked at the reply and sensed the sorrow in the other person's words.

Song Wanning is indeed different from before.

interesting.

"Okay, get ready, I'm going to get increasingly harsh over the next few days."

Song Wanning turned off her phone screen and popped half a strawberry into her mouth.

His cheeks puffed out, and his chewing motion carried a hint of defiance.

who is afraid of who.

Anyway, she had no job offers and no acquaintances in Paris.

If I hadn't been drunk back then, I would never have admitted defeat.

……

After leaving Shen Qingning's office, Xiao Xiao drove straight home.

He spread his suitcase on the ground and stuffed a few hoodies and jeans inside.

The entire action took less than twenty minutes.

I opened the drawer and took out my passport.

Last year, Xiao Yuanshan took her to Europe to discuss a hotel cooperation project.

My Schengen visa, which allows multiple entries within one year, is still valid.

At the time, she complained that Lao Xiao was making a mountain out of a molehill, saying that it's not like they go to Europe every year, so why make it so long?

Xiao Yuanshan said it was for unforeseen circumstances.

This unexpected need has now enabled your daughter to fly directly to Paris to pursue a man.

Xiao Xiao stuffed her passport into her bag and zipped up her suitcase.

According to Shen Qingning, Jiang Han took a morning flight.

He arrived about half a day earlier than Xiao Xiao.

The timing is perfect!

Paris, here I come!