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As one of the three great families, the Ruan Family was not like the Ji Family, with only an empty shell left.

Under the management of several generations, the industry in the Ruan Family's hands was unimaginably huge. It was connected in all directions and had a huge amount of roots. There was almost no industry that they were not involved in.

However, the Ruan Family was not as flamboyant as the Ji Family and did not want to show their face in front of so many people.

As a business under the Ruan Family, the people from the Great Circle Film TV also did not dare to slight them.

Brother Jian came out of the office with Min Ange and had just reached the elevator.

When the elevator was opened, a person wearing a long black skirt was standing inside.

Brother Jian didn't even dare to look up as his expression became serious.

"Madam Nguyen."

He, who usually shut himself up, now bowed respectfully.

Min Ange had only heard about this Madam Ruan, so he quietly raised his head to take a glance.

Two bodyguards stood on either side of the elevator. Mrs. Nguyen was dressed in black, with black lace gloves on her hands. The veil of her black veil covered half her face.

The moment she appeared, the surroundings instantly quieted down.

If Madam Ruan wasn't even forty years old, her aura wouldn't be any weaker than the people from the other great clans.

She raised her eyes slightly as the elevator door opened.

The two bodyguards moved to block the doors before she stepped out.

"Brother Jian hurriedly stepped forward." Mrs. Nguyen. "

Nodding slightly, Madam Ruan walked inside.

Entering the office, Brother Jian fearfully told Min Ange's story.

Mrs. Nguyen folds her hands in her lap and listens.

When Brother Jian finished, she nodded slightly.

"Just take care of these matters."

She said it lightly, as if it was not the cause of the incident.

After saying that, Madam Ruan raised her head and her eyes fell on Min Ange.

"Mr. Min, I have something to ask you."

When Brother Jian heard this, he was frightened out of his wits.

"Madam Ruan, this is really a misunderstanding."

Min Ange also looked up. He didn't expect the aloof Madam Ruan to know him.

Brother Jian was even more anxious. He thought that Madam Ruan was under the influence of a new official, so he started burning Min Ange the first time.

He started to explain, but Lady Nguyen turned to look at him, smiling gracefully and complacently.

"No, I need a little privacy."

After saying that, the two bodyguards immediately went up and brought Brother Jian out, closing the door.

Outside the door.

Brother Jian was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He really wanted to lie on the door and listen to what was inside.

However, when he saw the two god-like bodyguards standing at the door, he could only angrily stop outside.

He was worried and scared at the same time.

Madam Ruan had just inherited the Ruan Family. Why did she come to find Min Ange so quickly?

Even if there was a scandal, there was no need to come here personally!

What kind of person is Mrs. Nguyen?

Who cares about a star?

Could it be that she had taken a fancy to Min Ange?

Mrs. Nguyen is not yet forty years old, and she has never been married.

If she really took a fancy to Min Ange, then he wouldn't have to worry about his future career, but …

Brother Jian looked at the door of the office and couldn't wait to rush in.

Mrs. Nguyen and Min Ange were the only two people left in the room.

The air was terrifyingly quiet.

The Madam Ruan in front of him was an important figure that he would never see no matter how rich he was.

The ancient Ruan Family had been passed down since the late Qing Dynasty, and was truly a noble family.

During the war years, they donated all their possessions to the red capitalists.

After the end of the war, they quietly retreated.

Such a position could not only be built with money.

Amongst the three great clans, the Ji Clan had developed rapidly since the start, but their clan was in decline.

The Ruan Family's background was deep, unfathomable, incalculable, and very low key.

As for the last remaining house …

"Mr. Min."

While she was thinking, Madam Ruan spoke and interrupted Min Ange's thoughts.

He quickly raised his head, but didn't dare to look into her eyes.

"Mrs. Nguyen, what do you want to ask?"

Madam Ruan slightly nodded her head. Although her gaze was warm, it was still extremely imposing.

"I heard you used to live in an orphanage for a while?"

Min Ange nodded doubtfully.

Madam Ruan smiled lightly and said slowly, "So, the place where you used to live is called the Morninglight Orphanage?"

The next day, Wen Tiantian followed Ji JingChen to the company.

The M.I Group's exclusive building, a modern, irregular building, stood in a bustling section of the city center.

Due to the scandal between her and Min Ange, when Wen Tiantian went in, many people recognized her.

When they saw her, their eyes widened in fright.

Everyone in the corporation knew that Ji Jingchen was not a person to be trifled with. A slight neglect in his work could lead to him being scolded half to death.

Originally, when they saw the scandal, they thought that Wen Tiantian was dead for sure.

How could a man endure such a thing?

Not to mention the fierce and vengeful Ji Jingchen.

However, just as everyone was waiting for Wen Tiantian to be swept out of the room, the next day, Ji JingChen unexpectedly swaggered over to work with her.

Wen Tiantian was wearing a black suit that Ji Jingchen had asked someone to buy just yesterday.

It was unknown how many shops the butler had found for the dresses below the knees, but they had all been bought back.

Her curly hair was combed back in a bun, and her pretty face was unpainted as she kept looking around angrily.

Ji Jingchen took two steps forward, only to find that she had stopped right behind him, as if she were a small follower.

"Come with me."

He reached out his hand and pulled Wen Tiantian up. " Don't lose it. "

Zhong Li pushed his glasses, pretending he didn't see anything.

The company was so big, how could they lose it?

Ji Jingchen, on the other hand, didn't seem to notice his actions at all. Instead, he reached out his hand to brush the ends of Wen Tiantian's hair to the back of his head.

Zhong Li didn't even glance at him, but he could swear that he heard the sound of a group of chins falling to the ground.

Compared to the expressions of the surrounding employees who looked as if they had swallowed a few flies alive, as a perfect and outstanding special assistant, he chose to automatically filter out everything that he shouldn't listen to.

Director Ji's skin was thicker than a city wall, so he could do the same as the organization.

Wen Tiantian couldn't compare to the two of them, so she embarrassedly dodged.

"Let's go."

Ji Jingchen unhurriedly pulled up her collar. He glanced at the kiss mark on Wen Tiantian's neck and the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.

As expected, Zhong Li heard another intake of cold breath.

This time, even he couldn't help but take a peek.

The elevator doors closed again, blocking the weird gazes of those people.