Chapter 922: Their Son, Named Jiang Sheng

difficult to see him. His secretary always says that Lawyer Huo is on business trips or in meetings...Jingchen is a smart person.After several closed-door meals, he guessed Huo Shaoting's intention: t...Ho Jiao smiled coldly.

She thought, if only Jiang Lan had treated her with a little bit of importance, if only he cared about their marriage at all, he would have gone to Switzerland to see... He wouldn't even know about Jiang Sheng's existence until now.

Of course, she didn't want to argue with him here.

She said, "It's okay!"

Jiang Lan listened without answering, his gaze fixed on her, taking in her air of a woman of questionable morals. ...

Huo Jiao took the coat and said to Jiang Lan, "If there's something we need to discuss, let's talk privately! This place isn't suitable. It's not good to put on a show for everyone."

In the past, Jiang Lan wasn't someone who was sarcastic, but right now he couldn't help himself.

He asked her, “You know people will laugh! Mrs. Jiang, you disappeared for a year and a half, can you explain to me where you went”

He had to save face, so he lowered his voice: "Are you sure it's just you, and no other men"

Huo Jiao's heart ached.

To spite him, she simply admitted cheerfully: "Yes! I met a new man, a year ago. He's very refined and pale, I really like him!"

Jiang Lan's face turned dark when he heard that.

It took him a long time, but finally he blurted out a few ice cubes: "Well done, Mrs. Jiang!"

He took her away.

Outside, of course, he was charming, for the Huo and Jiang families couldn't afford to lose face. But once they reached the parking lot outside the hotel, he became rough... perhaps it was the two years of anxious waiting, or maybe the woman's words about a "wild man," that had stripped him of his gentleness.

He practically tossed her into the backseat and then squeezed in after her.

The driver was startled: "Mr. Jiang!"

"Drive!"

Jiang Lan listened as he raised the partition in front, quickly separating the back seat from the front. Huo Jiao slowly straightened up, looking at Jiang Lan who was about to pinch her chin again. She resisted, "What, you want to get rough I can report you for domestic abuse."

Jiang Lan stared at her, his face a mask of disbelief.

His eyes held barely perceptible bloodshot veins and a glimmer of unshed tears.

He once loved her dearly.

Unfortunately, their marriage was a complete failure.

Huo Jiao tidied her hair, a faint smile on her lips: "If you're not planning any domestic violence, let's talk calmly... Jiang Lan listened to this, his heart sank. "This marriage is over! Our child is less than two years old, so he will definitely stay with me. He also enjoys your inheritance rights, and I won't give that up, because children aren't raised for nothing."

……

Child

Less than two years

Inside the cramped carriage, Jiang Lan's face was pale as he listened. He turned his head to look at Huo Jiao, his voice trembling almost inaudibly, “What child Be clear.”

Huo Jiao's laughter subsided a little.

She rolled down the window a little, letting in the night wind, which made her voice sound a bit cold. "Back then, I gave up that role because I was pregnant. I called you, and you scolded me without listening to my explanation. At that time, my situation was just like your subordinates in the company - if we made a mistake, we would be scolded by you. You forgot that I was your wife. You didn't give me a chance to explain. You were always busy... I said divorce, and you didn't want it, but you didn't try to make amends... You didn't even go to Switzerland to see what was going on."

"Having said that, she turned her head and whispered softly, "Is this all there is Why should I maintain this marriage with you! I don't want a loveless, empty marriage!"

Jiang Lan's heart was still racing.

She said their son's name was Jiang Sheng...

He has a son! see her now!"After all, Lu Qian is experienced.He said calmly, “You’re going back now, are you prepared to get back together with Huo Shaoting Wen Man…no matter what decision you make, your uncle res...