Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Hiding aside, Jiang Jingjing rubbed her arm that was bruised by Mu Wanwan's pinch, and remained silent.

"Are you pretty good at pretending?"

Mu Wanwan sneered and leaned lazily on the counter.

Jiang Jingjing knew in her heart that Mu Wanwan was deliberately looking for trouble to retaliate against her. Jiang Jingjing did not dare to say anything, so she could only suffer the loss of being mute secretly and let Mu Wanwan vent her anger.

"Second Miss, I don't know what provoked you, but if you are really angry, there is nothing I can do about it."

The implication was that Jiang Jingjing didn't know what she had done wrong, but she would still let Mu Wanwan vent her anger.

In such a comparison, Mu Wanwan has been acting recklessly from beginning to end.

"What you said is quite good."

Mu Wanwan sneered: "According to what you say, you are still wronged? I am just being willful and fooling around?"

"not like this."

Jiang Jingjing shook her head slightly: "Second Miss, I think you have misunderstood."

"Am I misunderstanding?"

Mu Wanwan glared at Jiang Jingjing, "I have long suspected that the relationship between you and Brother Beijia is abnormal. Now I finally know your selfish intentions!"

Jiang Jingjing frowned and pretended to be stupid: "Second Miss, I don't understand what you are talking about."

"If I do something wrong, you can point it out in person and I will definitely change it."

"What should I do if I can't change it?"

Mu Wanwan's tone was sharp, "I'm warning you not to get too close to Brother Beijia. You must know that your status is different, so don't think too much about things you won't get in this life."

Jiang Jingjing's eyes darkened slightly, hiding a hint of loneliness, and her voice was bitter: "Second Miss, I understand that, and I won't think too much about things that don't belong to me."

"Second Miss, you can rest assured."

"rest assured?"

Mu Wanwan sneered, a trace of ridicule flashed in her eyes: "How can I rest assured now that you do one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes?"

"Don't think that I don't know what happened last night. You are so brave that you even thought of standing next to Brother Beijia at the banquet on my behalf."

"no."

Jiang Jingjing subconsciously denied it, "Second Miss, Mr. Jiang spent a lot of effort to get the invitation to this banquet."

"so what?"

Mu Wanwan raised her head proudly, "So what if the banquet is high-end? I am the second daughter of the Mu family, why can't I go to such a banquet?"

"no."

Jiang Jingjing sighed, "It's because the banquet is hosted by MC and Pan, and your sister is also at the banquet."

The implication was that Jiang Beijia might not be able to enter the venue because of Mu Wanwan's presence, so she didn't tell Mu Wanwan.

After hearing Jiang Jingjing's words, Mu Wanwan clenched her fingers tightly, her face full of unwillingness and anger.

In this way, Mu Wanwan can only suffer this loss.

With a sneer, Mu Wanwan remained stubborn.

"Anyway, I can only be the one to accompany Brother Beijia to the banquet in the future, and you definitely can't."

Jiang Jingjing nodded: "I understand, Second Miss."

"No matter what your motive is, remember that you and Brother Beijia are just superiors and subordinates. Don't think of crossing the line, otherwise you will look good."

"Second Miss, I have kept it all in mind."

Faced with Jiang Jingjing's humbleness, Mu Wanwan felt much better and played with her manicure carelessly: "You are a smart person. You understand some things even if I don't say them."

Jiang Jingjing pursed her lips: "Thank you, Miss Second, for the reminder."

After giving Jiang Jingjing a contemptuous look, Mu Wanwan snorted.

"As long as you know."

"By the way, help me grind the coffee and send it to Brother Beijia. Just say that I made it myself."

Jiang Jingjing nodded, said nothing, and ground the coffee skillfully.

After watching Jiang Jingjing brew a cup of hot coffee, Mu Wanwan left with her bag.

Seeing Mu Wanwan leave, Jiang Jingjing breathed a sigh of relief.

Carrying coffee into the office, Jiang Jingjing deliberately exposed her bruised arms.