Chapter 187 : Ji Hanxiao's Old Friend?

Ji Hong smiled faintly. "Then I'll give you 10 % from me. I have 20 % anyway. Back then... I was in poor health and only wanted Han Xiao to take over the company early so that he could give him 50 % of the shares..."

This is shameless. If Ji Hanxiao heard it, he would explode. After all, the company was my mother's capital!

Lv Feixia smiled brightly. "You don't have to feel guilty. I don't want anything. I just want to be with you."

"Feixia, I'm so sorry for you..."

Ji Hong said guiltily as he hugged his wife, who was fifteen years younger than him.

...

After leaving the lavender field, Ji Hanxiao was not in a good mood, but at least with Qiao Ran's company, he quickly recovered.

Lunch was in the dining room on the second floor. As soon as Chuyue saw Qiao Ran, he rushed up and dragged her to the balcony to whisper.

"Tell me, how was the experience last night and the night before?" Chuyue looked at Qiao Ran ambiguously and asked with a smile.

Qiao Ran gave her a dirty look. "Didn't you experience it? Do you need to ask me?"

"Ah? Haha, in other words, Ji Hanxiao finally has to eat meat? I really... Sympathize with him. He's been married for a year, and now he's eating meat!" Chuyue was overjoyed. Qiao Ran poked her hand. "Can you keep your voice down?"

Chuyue leaned over to her ear. "Does it hurt?"

"Cut!"

"Heh heh, welcome miss Qiao Ran to join the ranks of women. If you're hungry, go eat!" Chuyue opened the balcony door with a smile. Unexpectedly, there was a tearful woman standing in front of her, which made her pause.

"Qiao Ran!" That woman was Meng Xinyun. What Chuyue had just said to Qiao Ran, she had just heard.

"Are you looking for me?" Qiao Ran looked at the tears on her face and couldn't help but frown.

"I'm leaving first, and - you have to be careful!" Chuyue said to Qiao Ran.

Qiao Ran nodded. She was not afraid of anything. After all, the female bodyguard was standing not far away. No matter how powerful Meng Xinyun was, he couldn't touch her in this area.

Meng Xinyun walked in, closed the door, looked at the sea opposite the balcony, and said depressingly, "You... And Han Xiao are really... Husband and wife?"

Qiao Ran didn't answer, so he acquiesced.

Meng Xinyun wiped away another tear and looked coldly at Qiao Ran. "Qiao Ran, did you get someone to make that photo?"

Qiao Ran was wronged inexplicably and could not help but sneer. "I'm not interested in this, Miss Meng. Don't judge a gentleman by his petty heart. Where am I doing this well?"

"Benefits? That's to make Han Xiao hate me!" Meng Xinyun said excitedly.

Qiao Ran took a deep breath. Although Meng Xinyun was not as good as Ma Xiaocheng, she was actually suspicious of her. "Miss Meng, there are no photos. Han Xiao just thinks of you as his sister, and it's not worth it."

Qiao Ran wanted to leave as soon as she finished, but Meng Xinyun held her back. Her eyes were full of pleading tears. "Qiao Ran, you don't really like him, do you? After all, Chang Han has pursued you before... Chang Han is more suitable for you. Can you give him back to me?"

"Psycho!" Qiao Ran shook off her hand. "Chang Han and I are clean. He never pursued me. Don't talk nonsense!"

She was too lazy to pay attention to Meng Xinyun, so she turned and left the balcony.

Meng Xinyun stood there, covering his mouth and sobbing.

Her phone began to vibrate, and Meng Xinyun sobbed as she took it out and answered it.

"Dad... Woo..."

"What's wrong, my good daughter! Who made you so unhappy?"

"Dad... Han Xiao... He..." Meng Xinyun sobbed, holding his cell phone, and began to talk to his biological father in another country.

...

Qiao Ran returned to the dining room, but found no sign of Ji Hanxiao.

Chuyue and Song Jingting sat by the window, saw Qiao Ran, and quickly waved at her. "Here, this is a four-seater!"

Qiao Ran walked over and sat across from Chuyue. "Have you seen Ji Hanxiao? Why can't I find him?"

Song Jingting blinked. "I just saw him leave with a woman."

With a woman? Chuyue stared at Song Jingting with wide eyes. "Song Jingting, don't talk nonsense!"

Qiao Ran looked at Song Jingting. "Are you telling the truth?"

Song Jingting spread his hands. "Do I have to lie to you? While you were talking on the balcony, a woman in red came to him and he followed her!"

Qiao Ran frowned. It was time for dinner. Why did Ji Hanxiao leave with a woman?

She took out her cell phone and dialed Ji Hanxiao's number.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable." Qiao Ran hung up the phone confusedly. "I can't get through. I don't know if he's in a hurry, but he has to leave me the message, right?"

Song Jingting pointed to the red car outside the window. "Look, he's inside!"

Qiao Ran looked at where Song Jingting was pointing. It was a red sports car, but it was impossible to see who was inside.

When he went to see a guest, he saw a guest, but his cell phone couldn't get through?

Qiao Ran called Ji Hanxiao again, and the voice over there was still the same as before.

"It's okay. He's the president of the Ji family, and if it's dangerous, he'll go with someone?" Seeing that Qiao Ran's face was a little anxious, Chuyue comforted her.

Qiao Ran nodded and stared at the red car.

The waiter brought the menu, Chuyue handed it to her, and Qiao Ran simply ordered a few dishes.

When she looked up, she saw the door open and Ji Hanxiao bent down.

After he got out of the car, a woman in red did get out of the car in the back seat. She didn't know what to say to him and waved.

Qiao Ran looked away. He was fine.

Ji Hanxiao came back and sat beside Qiao Ran. Chuyue gossiped, "Song Jingting said you left with a woman. Ji Hanxiao, who is that person?"

Ji Hanxiao glanced at Chuyue. "Just an old friend."

"Friends can talk here. Why are you in the car?" Chuyue said in puzzlement, suddenly pointing at Ji Hanxiao's white shirt collar with wide eyes and shouting, "Red lip print!"

Ji Hanxiao's face darkened slightly and subconsciously looked at Qiao Ran.

Qiao Ran was looking at him, too, waiting for him to answer.

"She did it on purpose. Don't take it to heart." Ji Hanxiao frowned and looked at his shoulder unhappily.

"Hehe, eat, eat!" Song Jingting noticed the awkward atmosphere and quickly smiled.

Qiao Ran didn't ask anything, but a woman who could get Ji Hanxiao into the car - who was she?

Then she went back to her room and asked about the woman. Ji Hanxiao told her that she was just an old classmate.

Qiao Ran did not take it to heart, but he noticed that ji hanxiao had answered the phone several times, all to the balcony. If it wasn't greasy, why would he pick up the phone behind his back?