Injured

"Hurry up! The person in his arms is Zhang Ying!"

The crowd started moving. It was unknown who shouted, but the reporters immediately followed Jiang Huai and the others without a care.

Yan Xia placed the two suitcases in between them, trying to block the crowd.

However, those people didn't care about Yan Xia at all. They just rushed over. Someone pushed Yan Xia, causing her to stumble and bump into the suitcase.

The suitcase did not have a hold on it, so it fell with the crash. Yan Xia followed suit and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Yan Xia had already fallen out of the crowd, so there was no stampede.

But her wrist hit the handle of the suitcase hard and twisted a little. Every movement was unbearable pain.

Fortunately, Yan Xia was there to block the reporters' shots. Coupled with Jiang Huai's quick reaction, the reporters didn't manage to keep their photos and the crowd slowly dispersed.

Yan Xia heard people talking.

"They said that they found someone to film Zhang Ying. They didn't manage to film anything, so why are they paying?"

"Little Sister, is this your first time being a shill? What they want is an imposing personality. It doesn't matter if they take photos or not."

"Ah? Who is this Zhang Ying?"

"I think she's a pianist. She's obviously doing this because she wants to enter the entertainment industry!"

Yan Xia frowned.

When Zhang Ying returned to the country, she was only informed by Jiang Huai yesterday before she got online. Only the four of them knew about this. Who hired these reporters and agents?

As she was thinking, someone came to help her up. Yan Xia looked up. It was Zhang Rui.

"Didn't I tell you to get on the car? What are you doing here?"

"Don't worry, Sister Yan. President Jiang protected Zhang Ying and left, and those reporters didn't take anything. I saw that the two of them were fine and was afraid that you wouldn't be able to handle it alone, so I came to find you." Zhang Rui said.

"At least you have a conscience. Let's go back to the company first." Yan Xia rubbed her wrist, and Zhang Rui saw it.

"Sister Yan, what's wrong with your hand? It's swollen! Why don't we go to the hospital first?"

Yan Xia shook her head. "No. President Jiang must be waiting in the office after such a big thing happened."

"I think President Jiang doesn't care if you go back or not. When he was protecting Zhang Ying, he couldn't take anything in his eyes. We might even disturb them when we go back."

The speaker had no intention, but the listener took note.

Zhang Rui had just graduated and did not care much about the society. He did not know that she and Jiang Huai were married. He spoke without restraint and Yan Xia felt a sense of disappointment.

"Sister Yan, I think there's something fishy about this. This group of people seems to have gone crazy. They must have accepted money! Are you the one who hired them?"

Yan Xia was about to praise the child for being sharp enough to notice that something was amiss, but the next sentence came out without thinking.

She smacked the back of his head with her uninjured hand. "It's true that they took money, but we still need to investigate who the person who hired them is. Let's go back first."

Yan Xia rushed back to the company. As soon as she entered the office on the third floor, a folder flew toward her, brushed past her ear, and fell into Zhang Rui's arms.

Zhang Rui was stunned. He didn't expect the president to be so angry.

Yan Xia took the documents from his arms and motioned for him to leave.

Jiang Huai waited for her to close the office door before he mocked, "I handed over the company to you, but I didn't expect it to be for you to flirt and seduce men! Tell me, what's up with this group of reporters today! Let me tell you, even if you want to make Zhang Ying angry, don't use that kind of despicable means!"

Despicable means? Yan Xia really did not know what she had done! The people she had been most unyielding to in her life were those who used all kinds of means and didn't rely on their own strength. How could he think of her like that?

Yan Xia was about to explain when she was interrupted.

"Don't be angry. I believe Yan Xia didn't do it on purpose." Zhang Ying got up from the massage chair and walked to him, then sat on the desk.

This angle was just right in between the two of them, and the posture was infinitely ambiguous. The two of them could not see each other, and it directly escalated the war.

"You can turn a blind eye to your usual matters, but if you lie to me about Zhang Ying's matter, you will pack up and leave tomorrow. Get out!"

Yan Xia was angry at his words, but she was too lazy to explain and prepared to leave.

Zhang Ying suddenly approached her considerately. "Yan Xia, it's okay. I believe in you. I'll give myself to you."

Only Yan Xia could see the cunning look in her eyes.

What a beautiful white lotus!

You're pretending to be harmless so that Jiang Huai will think that you're being considerate?

Only then did Yan Xia realize that Zhang Ying had sat down at a perfect angle to cover her, so Jiang Huai could not see her swollen wrist.

Good move.