Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Zhu Yuanhao relied on his good relationship with Jiang Xianrou. He touched the earrings next to his ears and said with a slightly embarrassed expression on his overly indulgent face: "I asked a few friends to come over to celebrate your entry into the Ninth Institute."

"..." Jiang Xianrou looked at the people in the private room, her face even uglier, as if she had been slapped in the face by someone in public, her throat seemed to be restrained by a big hand, and she could not make a sound.

She said nothing, but her reaction and look gave her away.

Even a weak-minded person like Zhu Yuanhao could see something was wrong with her expression. He was dumbfounded and said in astonishment: "Miss Jiang, did you fail the assessment?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone else in the box looked at Jiang Xianrou no matter what they were doing.

Tangning also put down her red wine glass and looked in Jiang Xianrou's direction with interest, suppressing the mockery in her eyes.

Hmm, was she really guessed?

Jiang Xianrou has been showing off her power in Beijing for so long, but this time she suffered a big fall?

"You really didn't pass the exam? This... this is unscientific." Zhu Yuanhao's fat face was full of astonishment and surprise, and his voice was loud: "Miss Jiang, how could you fail the ninth institute?" Assessment? Didn't you ask Mr. Wang and the others? I thought it would be no problem given your strength. I even called everyone to hold a celebration party for you, thinking that if we didn't make it last time, I would make up for it this time...this..."

Fortunately, he explained eagerly: "Miss Jiang, I didn't mean it."

"It's nothing." Jiang Xianrou's face was dulled by his sudden grab. She didn't expect that Zhu Yuanhao would be so stupid and had no eyesight at all.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that she was already very embarrassed, and he was still clamoring for an explanation. In this case, it was better not to explain.

After all, Jiang Xianrou had seen big scenes. She felt embarrassed. Facing the room full of people who came to celebrate her, she said restrainedly and forbearingly: "I didn't expect that I would fail. I heard that someone did some tricks behind her back." led to this result."

She took a deep breath, behaved generously, smiled again, and said: "Anyway, the fact that I failed the assessment means that I still have room for improvement. Master Cheng's laboratory does not only recruit new people this time, but next time." Just keep working hard.”

Zhu Yuanhao, no matter how stupid he was, could tell there was something behind her words, and immediately frowned and asked her, "Who is it? Who is behind this?"

Jiang Xianrou pursed her lips and shook her head: "Forget it, we are relatives after all. I don't want to argue with her."

Zhu Yuanhao instantly understood who she was talking about.

He immediately sneered and wanted to stand up for Jiang Xianrou: "So it's her? Who is she? Does she really think she is a member of this circle? Damn it, even Miss Jiang dares to mess with her. I need to deal with it!"

Jiang Xianrou didn't seem to care, and even advised Zhu Yuanhao: "Okay, I already said I don't care. Forget it, I'll just take the exam next time."

Zhu Yuanhao remained silent. Seeing Jiang Xianrou comforting himself thoughtfully after being humiliated, he felt even more uncomfortable. There was a fierce look in his eyes.

Qiao Nian, right?

Hillbillies coming around town.

Taking advantage of her prettier face, she thought that if she could curry favor with Young Master Qin and the others, and be recognized by Young Master Qin as her god-sister, and be able to show off in front of Mr. Wan, she would be in their circle.

He even dared to offend Miss Jiang. He thought Qiao Nian needed a lesson!

Zhu Yuanhao looked gloomy and did not say any words of revenge.

But Tang Ning in the corner saw something strange on his face, she couldn't help but frown, and her expression hesitated.

Just in case, she edited the message and sent Zhang Yang a text message.

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