r to talk to the doctor.After hanging up the phone, he wasn't in a good mood. He knew deep down that how he handled Lu Jun's daughter's matter wasn't right, and he definitely hurt Mingzhu's feelings....Jiang Lan picked up the phone.

This is Huo Jiao's private phone number. Almost everyone who can get in touch with Huo Jiao knows Jiang Lan Ting, so he naturally said: "I'm Jiang Lan Ting."

On the phone, Xiao Bai thought he had misheard.

It turns out he's a male!

Xiao Bai's family background wasn't great. Although he married a female CEO, he was unfamiliar with the upper echelons of B city. He truly didn't know the name Jiang Lan mentioned. The business world and the entertainment industry are like water that doesn't mix, separated by a galactic system.

Xiaobai didn't think much of this person named Jiang Lan.

He thought it was just a useless waste.

That's what she deserves.

In Xiao Bai's words, there was a hint of reserve, but also a strong implication: "You are Huo Jiao's husband, right! I am Xiao Bai, the male lead in Huo Jiao's play. That is to say, tonight, Huo Jiao and I made an appointment to study the script together. Mr. Jiang, this shouldn't interfere with your private life, right By the way, you are also staying at the hotel on the set, right!"

Jiang Lan glanced in the direction of the bathroom.

Huo Jiao is still taking a bath.

He held his phone, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, gently unbuttoned a shirt button, and said in a tone with a barely perceptible chill: "I'm not at the hotel with Huo Jiao! But Mr. Xiao's dedication is admirable. So... come to my hotel to study it! It will be more convenient."

Xiao Bai instantly understood.

Huo Jiao told her husband about the situation on set. Her husband was more practical and knew how to handle people; he intended to offer his wife up for others to enjoy.

Xiao Bai let out a sneer, clearly looking down on Jiang Lan's words.

Must be living off his wife's money, right

He said modestly, "I don't know which hotel you're staying at"

Jiang Lan looked down at the entire city, his tone flat: "The top suite at the Hilton."

Hilton Presidential Suite

tens of thousands, at least tens of thousands a nighty B. Let him hate her, let him think she was after his money and status. Hate will eventually fade away, and then only she would remember.Anran clenched the blanket in her hand, tightening it, and pl...