Hello Gentleman, Mr. Jing

Eight years ago, the daughter of the Jiang family who grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth fell in love with a man. She was ignorant but secretly stole the news. Eight years later, she became the hottest topic at the moment and the target of the media. When reporters repeatedly turned to her with microphones to ask about the man, she just sneered calmly and said: "My olive branch is far away, but I will never extend it to my brother." Jiang Yangchu was the woman with the worst reputation in their city. First she had an affair with her brother and then she got mad at her father, who was the most respected in the city. After her father's funeral, the company was in chaos and she was nowhere to be seen. When reporters received the news, they rushed to the hotel room. In front of the house, she slept with the most famous Cowherd in the city, and stood at the forefront of public opinion. Jiang Yangchu suddenly changed from a high-ranking socialite to a romantic woman who was shunned by everyone. She was spat on and thrown stones, and she was reduced to dust overnight. Just when everyone was sighing for her father and the Jiang family, who would have thought that such a rotten woman could hold up such a powerful enterprise in one breath. Her beauty must be criticized. Some people said that she must have made a lot of money through this body. After Jiang Muchu heard the news, she smiled lightly and was noncommittal. She just looked at the man who was leaning on the window to watch the scenery and let out a sigh of relief. Mr. Jing seemed to be always looking at her. When he was in despair, he looked at her, held her shoulder with a polite hand, and said one after another: "Cry... Cry..." When she was stubbornly resisting among the senior officials, he had no trace of his eyes. He just looked at her warmly and said one after another: "Good girl, good job." Jing Zhixian had never seen Yangchu smile, and Jiang Yangchu had never seen his husband sad. He was gentle, cool, polite, well-received in front of others, and treated her the same. He didn't overcome obstacles for her, and he didn't put himself in her shoes. Just as he couldn't enter her world, neither could she. Later, she finally discovered that Mr. Jing was different externally and internally. She smiled lightly and reached out to push him away from her scenery. Later, Mr. Jing still looked at the scenery outside the window as usual, but this time it was her looking at him.