my little sweet wife
Jiang Ruolan just silently watched Xian Zihao. With wet hair that had not yet dried and a clean, white bathrobe was tied around his body, casually making him look naturally sleek and noble.
She turned her head slightly and looked at the blue pool in front of her. "President Xian, I was drunk last night and unconscious. I don't know what happened next, but I found myself in that bed when I woke up in the morning. You have to believe me. I had nothing to do with Han Xuegang's plan."
"I know."
"Ah? You know?" Jiang Ruolan looked at him with astonishment. "What do you really mean?"
"Han Xuegang is your boyfriend?" Instead of answering, Xian Zihao suddenly asked her.
No matter how much she hated him, she would still feel pain in her heart. In the end, she took a deep breath and pursed her lips as if nothing had happened. "Before, he was, but after that incident, I had nothing to do with him!"
Xian Zihao placed a newspaper on a round white table between the two of them. Jiang Ruolan's sharp eyes saw that the news about them filled the entire front page.
She immediately looked at him, only to see that his eyes were clear as spring water. "Since you are working on the media platform, you should know that this news has spread across the City today."
Seeing her puzzled face, Xian Zihao did not try to hide it while saying indifferently, "I asked someone to check your background."
Although she was shocked and uncomfortable, she understood the way he thought. After all, she unconsciously climbed into his bed and almost caused his reputation to fall into the drain.
Jiang Ruolan calmed down a little, "Honestly, this matter causes a lot of problems for me, too. Tonight, I will write an explanation, and believe me; I will not get you involved. I will explain this to everyone that it was just a misunderstanding."
"How are you going to do that?" Xian Zihao's expression was indifferent, smooth, and calm. His slightly raised lips had a taunting edge.
"First of all, I have a media platform next to me that can help broadcast all the information, and I will use it to clarify everything as soon as possible. After all, these things are fake. Soon everyone will understand that it's just a misunderstanding."
"From the information I obtained, you are responsible for the business part. Miss Jiang, you should be clear that as President of the Xian Group, there is no room for me to retract my words."
"Even though I didn't care about other people's opinions, I still have no choice but to pay attention to them. To be Xian Group's CEO, I have no choice but to follow Xian Family rules. Even if I denied it, it would be considered as entertaining the public. "
"So, how are you going to solve it? You also need to explain it to your family."
Xian Zihao seemed to be thinking about something very cruel. His smile was as lively as clouds and wind. His eyes were as bright as black obsidian, and there was a strange smile on his lips.