Chapter 1109 It's Really Good Luck

There weren't many things at the company. Jiang Nuan left work early after less than an hour at the company, thinking of going back to accompany Wen Yan earlier.

As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, her cell phone rang. She thought it was Song who called. She must have asked about buying stomach medicine for Wenren Zhen.

So she took out her cell phone number and pressed the answer button without looking at it, only to hear a strange man's voice.

"Is this madam Gu Nuan?"

A strange man's voice came.

"I'm Gu Nuan." Jiang nuan responded and then asked,

"Where are you?"

"I'm at the detention center. Now wj Hospital, Yuncheng's wounds are almost healed. Now I want to take him back to the detention center. He said he wanted to see you. I wonder if madam wen can come over."

The other party added.

"Okay, I got it. I'm coming over now."

Jiang Nuan answered quickly, then confirmed the ward number with the other party before ending the call.

"Go to wj Hospital."

Jiang Nuan danced to huo wei.

"Okay,"

Huo wei answered, without asking much, and walked directly to her car with Jiang Nuan.

Half an hour later, Jiang Nuan arrived at the special ward of wj Hospital. Yuncheng was indeed waiting for her in the ward.

In fact, Yuncheng was seriously injured on the night of the new year's eve. He was hospitalized in the Hospital for a month and a half because he was injured in the chest.

Yuncheng had lost weight, which was Jiang Nuan's first impression of Yuncheng, and the second was that Yuncheng looked much more mature than he did in the south african chromium mine.

"Young madam."

When Yuncheng saw her, he still used the same name as before.

Jiang Nuan nodded, looked at him in his prison uniform, and asked softly:

"How's the wound healing? Are you feeling well?"

"The wound is almost healed, and so is the body."

Yuncheng smiled bitterly and looked at her.

"I didn't expect to see the young madam again."

"I didn't expect us to meet this way either,"

Jiang Nuan sighed as well, looking at the thin man in front of him.

"Do you have something to tell me?"

Yuncheng nodded, pondered for a moment, then took out a brown envelope and handed it to her.

"These are the information I left behind. There are other materials besides the situation and the circuit diagram in the chromite mine."

Yuncheng said this with a guilty look on his face and lowered his head.

"I betrayed the trust of the president. I... I'm sorry."

Sorry?

Jiang Nuan's face darkened when he heard this, then he asked in a deep voice:

"Do you think that what you did in south africa can be solved with the word'sorry'?"

Yuncheng froze there, his thin lips pursed, and he said after a long time:

"I know it's a sin, but I'm still glad the president is wise, and I'm glad he led us away, otherwise..."

When Jiang Nuan heard Yuncheng's words, he felt even worse.

If Wenren Zhen hadn't carefully discovered it earlier that time, Yuncheng might have succeeded. If that was the case, then Yuncheng wouldn't be here today, and today's Sheng Hong should be a different situation.

What about her?

She didn't dare to think about the consequences...

When Wenren Zhen came out of the auction, it was already dusk. Maybe he had just had two glasses of wine, and he felt a little dizzy.

Song quickly helped him last year. Ali quickly ran up to open the door, and Song helped him into the car and sat down.

Wenren Zhen raised his hand and rubbed his swollen temple. When he put it down, he touched a paper bag next to him and looked down to see a box of stomach medicine.

"Madam asked me to buy it."

Song, who was in the passenger seat, explained quickly.

Wenren Zhen held the stomach medicine in his hand and played with it. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly without a sound, but Song felt that he should be in a good mood at the moment.

It was the first time she had seen her wife care about the president's health after being around him for so long.

"President, it's raining heavily in guangcheng. I just contacted the plane and said it's not suitable to take off tonight. Shall we go back to the hotel now?" Song asked tentatively.

Wenren Zhen pressed his stomach with his hand and leaned lazily against the back of the seat. He turned his head to look out at the rainy sky and replied, "Yes."

"Shall we wait for Han Boss and the others?"

Song quickly asked again.

"No need."

Wenren Zhen replied faintly:

"They have a car, leave them alone."

"Yes."

Little song answered, then signaled Ali to drive quickly.

The auction was over, but the celebration party had just begun, and it was time for everyone to party, but Wenren Zhen came out very disappointed, so that the two of them did not dare to stay inside.

The sky hotel they stayed at was not far from the eagle hotel, and they arrived in ten minutes.

As soon as the car stopped, the hotel receptionist immediately stepped forward and opened the back door for Wenren Zhen, then opened it with a big umbrella to cover the whole of Wenren Zhen.

Wenren Zhen strode towards the hotel lobby and stopped as soon as he entered the main entrance.

Song, who was following behind them, followed Wenren Zhen's line of sight for a while before he saw a young woman dressed fashionably walking towards them in the reception area of the lobby.

Song was shocked and could not help but whisper in Wenren Zhen's ear:

"Miss Huo."

Huo Mingzhu stepped on seven centimeters high heels and slowly walked up to Wenren Zhen. He stopped for a walk. Then he smiled and called out softly:

"Zhenge."

Huo Mingzhu's voice was very soft and soft, like the soft murmur of wu nong, which contained inexplicable feelings.

A white cashmere shawl draped over a peach-red cheongsam, which was tailored to show Huo Mingzhu's beautiful figure, long eyelashes, crystal jelly transparent lip gloss, and was not unattractive.

Huo Mingzhu's beauty was different from Jiang Nuan's pure elegance. She preferred wildness and enthusiasm.

Song took a deep breath at the side. This Huo Mingzhu was younger than cheng yun' er and prettier than jiang wei. Compared with Jiang Nuan's subtle beauty, she was more passionate and unrestrained. It could be said to be full of vitality.

How many men can handle such a beauty?

Wenren Zhen saw Huo Mingzhu standing in front of him, but there was no movement on his face.

His reaction made Huo Mingzhu, who was standing in front of him, feel slightly disappointed.

As if unwilling, Huo Mingzhu shouted again:

"Zhenge."

Only then did Wenren Zhen have a reaction and looked at Huo Mingzhu and asked faintly:

"So coincidentally, Miss Huo is here too?"

His indifferent and distant attitude was as if he had met an acquaintance on the road that he hadn't seen for many years and then made a polite conversation.

Huo Mingzhu tried hard to make himself happy, and a sweet smile appeared on his face. When he heard that ren zhen was approaching again, he opened his red lips.

"Yeah, I didn't expect us to stay in a hotel. It's really a coincidence." Wenren Zhen frowned at her and did not answer. Instead, he walked past her and walked steadily towards the vip elevator.