Heart-wrenching pain

  "Ah, Lord Tan, how can we be worthy of your presence? The photo you wanted, I'll have someone send it over." Wang Xiao, the editor-in-chief of City Morning Post, pushed open the door to the reception room with a smile all over his face.

  Mei Xuan leaned against the edge of the table, his long legs slightly bent, with his arms around him, looking at Wang Xiao with a calm and collected expression. "Chief Editor Wang, this is a misunderstanding caused by my younger brother, I request that you do not publish the photo, it has already interfered with your magazine's freedom of work, how could Mei Xuan still have the face to not personally come to thank you?"

  Wang Xiao felt a chill run down her spine. This Tan Gongzi was indeed born with a cold and arrogant temperament, despite his young age, giving people the feeling of being awe-inspiring without even trying. It's no wonder, after all, he was the son of a high-ranking official, and from a young age, he had been nurtured to have this refined and elegant demeanor, naturally making him seem superior to others.

  "I had already criticized the staff under me, how could I not distinguish who to take pictures of and just casually took Second Master's picture... This is indeed our work mistake, please forgive us, Young Master Tan."

  Actually, the young reporter intentionally framed Lan Quan in the shot. The young reporter was inexperienced and thought he had caught a bigger fish, so after taking the photo, he rushed back to the newspaper office, consulted with the editor, and planned to run the story the next day. Fortunately, Wang Xiao reviewed the photos before they were released, which scared him so much that he broke out in cold sweat!

  The young reporter doesn't know how deep the water is in Jin's house, that's okay; if Wang Xiao still doesn't understand, then he shouldn't be messing around!

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, an hour later Tan Meixuan called, and Wang Xiaonan was happy to return this favor.

  Mei Xuan held the file bag and walked out. In front of Wang Xiao, he didn't open the photos in the living room, this was a rule taught by his family since childhood. His grandmother had always praised him for being polite, which was in stark contrast to Lan Quan who was like a mischievous monkey.

  But for some reason, Mei Xuan only felt his heart beating nervously at this time, as if the file bag contained not only secrets related to Lan Quan, but also seemed to be related to him.

  On the car, Mei Xuan opened the file bag. A stack of photos, first is Lan Quan's various profiles, wearing an orange motorcycle jacket, with his hair lightly fluttering. Mei Xuan raised the corner of his lips, it's a pity that this cousin of his didn't become a male model; however, going back to the topic, how could the Jing family possibly allow their own son to do that kind of work.

  One by one, the photos flipped backwards, and Mei Xuan's smile on his lips gradually faded away. He thought he was seeing things, and even subconsciously rubbed his eyes - although the girl in the shadow of the willow tree had always been shyly lowering her head, with her hair covering half of her face, but she couldn't escape his eyes!

  How could he not see that it was Jian Tong!

  Mei Xuan's fist slammed onto the steering wheel, and the car horn let out an untimely shriek. The drivers of the surrounding cars all turned to look over, and Mei Xuan realized her own loss of composure.

  But how could he not lose his composure? Jian Tong had just broken up with him, and then he immediately went to open a room with Lan Quan!

  Duan Zhu's teasing laughter echoed in Mei Xuan's mind again, "Our second young master is really hardworking - the second one is swollen!" At that time, he laughed and laughed, but now every word seemed like a steel needle, piercing his heart!

  Xiao Tong actually gave all his best things to Lan Quan?

  His three years of protection couldn't compare to Lanquan's one night?