It should be noon break at 1220 p.m., but there were more than a hundred people sitting in the conference room on the 23rd floor of the Jiang Group.

The three-hour-long meeting made it difficult for everyone to hide the tiredness on their faces. However, no one dared to relax even a little. They all sat upright and focused on it.

Suddenly, the big screen turned dark. When it lit up again, the original performance data had turned into photos, and one of the main characters of the photos was the president of the Jiang Group—

Jiangchi Hou!

In the photo, there were female stars feeding him wine, tender models, and even photos of him shopping with the eldest daughter of the Lin family!

—"The novels on the Internet are all in the library..."

Everyone was shocked, but at the same time, as if they had made an appointment, they turned their eyes to He Shuman, the creative director.

He Shuman lowered her head and focused on writing on the notebook in front of her.

The man sitting in the middle also looked at her, and the corners of his mouth, which was usually cold, curved up slightly. He wore a faint smile on his face and kept it a secret.

He Shuman didn't raise her head until she finished writing the last word. When she saw that everyone was staring at her, she smiled and asked calmly, "What's wrong? Everyone is looking at me. Is there something wrong with my face?"

Her facial features were exquisite. When she didn't smile, she could make a man lose his mind. When she smiled, she was even more attractive.

In addition, she was smart, wise, and decisive in the business world. Many men wanted to marry such a woman in their dreams!

However, it just so happened that Jiang Chishen didn't care about it!

As soon as she finished her question, most of the people looked away, and the rest of them were waiting to see what would happen to her.

Everyone knew that the He family had declared bankruptcy three years ago. In the end, the Jiang family had bought He Shuman back at a sky-high price of 10 million yuan.

What's more, she and Jiang Chishen got married.

However, at that time, Jiang Chishen already had someone he loved and was about to propose marriage to his family.

He had never thought that such a person would appear on the way!

Therefore, even though he and He Shuman were husband and wife, he had never seen him treat He Shuman as his wife.

Just like at this time, there was no guilt or guilt on his face. He was very open-minded, as if he had nothing to do with the photos on the big screen.

Even in that suffocating silence, a dazzling smile appeared on his face. He asked slowly, "Director He, do you have anything to ask?"

He Shuman pursed her lips and turned to look into his eyes. The smile on her face was impeccable as she said, "Mr. Jiang, we're in the office now. It's a private matter regarding the photos. Since it's a private matter, let's talk about it after work."

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes suddenly became sharp. She turned to Xiao Li, who was in charge of playing, standing on one side, and said in a deep voice, "Take down the photos. The meeting continues!"

Xiao Li didn't know why it was like this just now. She hurriedly nodded and did as she was told.

But at this time, everyone was no longer in the mood for a meeting. For some reason, Jiang Chishen was burning with anger.

It's been three years!

They had been together for three years. No matter what the media reported him or what she heard from others, she was always indifferent!

This time, she saw it with her own eyes, and he also acquiesced, but she was still indifferent!

The embarrassment he had given her had now become an embarrassment to him, Jiang Chinan!

Good! Very good!

After staying by his side for three years, he had indeed made great progress!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He didn't notice that the glass in his hand was about to explode.

At this time, He Shuman was about to stand up and continue. Unexpectedly, there was a terrible "crack—" sound from the other side, which shocked her so much that she was about to say all the words.

The crowd did not dare to breathe. They secretly glanced at the man in the middle, who was full of evil spirit, and then lowered their heads.

As for Jiang Chishen, he slowly took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands and said, "Let's call it a day. Let's go eat first."

In just five seconds, more than a hundred people silently and quickly retreated.

He Shuman also packed up her things and was about to leave. As soon as she took a step, the man who was gracefully wiping her hands suddenly threw away the handkerchief in his hand and stood up. Then, he strode in front of her.

The murderous intent coming at her was so terrifying that it made people tremble. The expression on Jiang Chiheng's face seemed to be about to cut her into pieces.

He Shuman was so frightened that she wanted to step back, but he grabbed her by the arm.

"Mr. Jiang—"

"Shut up!" Jiang Chi ground his teeth and shouted at her.

President Jiang, who was always talking outside, treated him as a transparent person as soon as he arrived at home. He never looked at him in the eye, let alone talk to him.

"Don't think that you can climb over my head with my dad's protection. You are just an item bought by our Jiang family. See your identity clearly!"