Dr. Jiang's Daily Adversities

However, it was clear that Gu Ranzhi didn’t intend to give her a chance to explain himself.

He pinched his eldest nephew’s face lightly.

The little guy pouted and didn’t move.

“Uncle has something to discuss with your mother. Be good and don’t run around, understand?”

Eh?

In the next moment, the little guy was firmly placed in Atie’s arms.

“You, come with me.”

This tone was somewhat familiar.

Mm, it was too similar to Auntie Wen’s.

They were mother and son, so it was normal.

Jiang Tingxu didn’t dare to refuse. After all, she understood Gu Ranzhi’s character.

This person had always been very casual since he was young. To put it plainly, he was arrogant.

The reactions of the people around Gu Ranzhi were never important. They would even be filtered out directly.

And if you made him angry, then it was best to go along with him and not go against him. Otherwise, you would be facing a fiery lion.

Cough.

Jiang Tingxu obediently followed behind Gu Ranzhi. With her head lowered and her dejected facial expression, she really looked like a primary school student who had made a mistake in front of the teacher.

After the two of them left, Atie carried his Little Young Master and followed them.

Qiao Ran originally wanted to follow them, but her brother, Qiao Yu, pulled her back.

“They’re talking about family matters, so why are you going to join in the fun?”

“I’m just…”

“Just what?”

Qiao Ran actually only had a reflexive reaction just now. Now that her own brother had spoken to her, she fell silent.

As for Jiang Tingxu, she followed Gu Ranzhi into the lounge next door. This should be Gu Ranzhi’s private lounge, so there was no one else there.

The door slammed shut, and his shoulders shook. Gu Ranzhi sat on the chair and his eyes full of scrutiny, he looked at the little girl standing in front of him.

“He knows you’re here?”

Although Gu Ranzhi only used the word ‘he’, Jiang Tingxu still understood it instantly.

“He doesn’t know.”

He had been away from the country for the past few days. Moreover, he never seemed to have asked anything about Mo Boyuan’s work.

If he hadn’t arrived at the scene, she would have thought that he hadn’t returned from abroad.

“Oh? He should be in the lounge right now. Should I go look for him?”

Look for Mo Boyuan?

Forget it then.

Thinking of that man, she remembered that she had been tricked again a few days ago. She was in a very, very bad mood.

“I’m not going.”

Hearing this answer, Gu Ranzhi’s face was very happy.

If there was anyone that Gu Ranzhi hated the most, Mo Boyuan was definitely one of his nemeses, and he wasn’t insignificant.

In fact, it didn’t develop to such a serious extent in the beginning. After all, Gu Ranzhi’s home ground was in music, while Mo Boyuan’s home ground was in film and television, on the big screen.

However, the two of them had entered the industry two years ago, and they were both very outstanding people. It was inevitable that they would be picked out by fans and marketing accounts to be compared.

From the initial disagreement between the fans, it instantly turned into a disagreement between the parties involved. They even became sworn enemies because Gu Ranzhi learned about it from his mother.

His sister, whom he hadn’t seen for many years, had actually married into the Mo family !

When Father Jiang had an accident back then, Jiang Tingxu was more than five years old, and Gu Ranzhi was more than ten years old. He was already old enough to remember things.

However, children still couldn’t understand many things between adults. The most profound thing was that the Mo family had snatched his sister away.

Because the identity of the Mo family’s heir hadn’t been exposed to the public in the two years after Mo Boyuan had just entered the industry, Gu Ranzhi hadn’t thought of this.

Who knew that Mo Boyuan’s identity would be revealed later, and the whole Internet would know about it.

Jiang Tingxu returned to school to report back after leave and coincidentally ran into Wen Jie, who was working in the laboratory.