Chapter 591: A New Level of Stupidity

Hu Yang said, "President Jiang went to a meeting, and the meeting is probably going to end soon."

"Yan Rusheng?"

Just as he was talking, Jiang Zhuoheng came.

His voice sounded behind Yan Rusheng. Yan Rusheng turned around and watched him approaching. The two still looked at each other coldly.

The atmosphere became unusually cold, and everyone didn't dare to blatantly pay attention to the President Rongsheng who came suddenly. They all lowered their heads and went about their own work.

Jiang Zhuoheng walked straight past Yan Rusheng, and Yan Rusheng followed behind him.

The two entered Jiang Zhuoheng's office one after the other.

Hu Yang followed behind them, and when they went in, he stood outside the door and stretched out his hand to close it.

Jiang Zhuoheng looked back at him, and said, "No need to pour tea."

Hu Yang nodded slightly, "Yes."

As soon as the door was closed, Yan Rusheng couldn't wait to ask Jiang Zhuoheng, "Did something happen to Xuxu back then?"

Jiang Zhuoheng stopped and turned around slowly. He wasn't quite sure what Yan Rusheng was referring to, so he said coldly, "Yan San, ask me more clearly."

"I found out that Xuxu was back then..." Yan Rusheng's tone was a little hesitant, because Xuxu deliberately concealed this matter, and Jiang Zhuoheng must not have known about it, "Back then... had a child, when you just went abroad period of time."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhuoheng had already flashed in front of him, "Yan Rusheng!"

With a roar of rage, a fist hit Yan Rusheng's forehead heavily.

With this punch, Jiang Zhuoheng exerted all his strength, Yan Rusheng staggered a few steps and almost fainted.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Zhuoheng rushed in front of him again, reached out and grabbed his collar, pressing down on him forcefully with anger, "You owe Wen Xuxu, in this life and in the next life, you can't finish it."

His eyes were red, and there were faint tears in them.

Yan Rusheng looked at Jiang Zhuoheng in confusion, "What do you mean?"

He was sure that Jiang Zhuoheng must know something and who the child Xuxu was pregnant with was.

Jiang Zhuoheng pressed Yan Rusheng against the corner of the table, and the tears in his eyes gradually became clear, "Do you know how distressed she is, I often ask myself, how can there be such a strong person."

"She is obviously so good, why waste her youth on you, a scum, do you know how she feels when she stands opposite you every time you are with Fang Jiayin?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Zhuoheng raised his voice again, "You don't know, I know, it's like every time I stand beside her, she always looks at you."

"Every time I feel so distressed that I die, she always tells me that it's okay. When he gets married, I'll marry someone who loves me very much, and let him spoil me like I spoil him."

"On the surface, she is against you everywhere, but in fact, she is giving you everything. Who will buy you a piece of cake and patiently scrape off the cream for you? Go out to eat, your way Jiayinhui always tells the waiter privately that no onions are used in any dishes, and potatoes are not used in potato curry chicken nuggets?"

"Yan Rusheng, it's not a year, it's not two years, it's more than ten years!"

Jiang Zhuoheng vented all the anger and distress that had been buried in his heart for so many years in one breath.

"Wen Xuxu, you have reached a new level of stupidity."

He let go of Yan Rusheng's collar, the trembling of his voice proved how distressed he was.