Jiang Hao pushed up the glasses on his nose bridge. As a gentleman, he shouldn't slap a woman's face, but this woman was shameless. Since she didn't care about her face, what did it matter if he slapped it, right?
"Miss Lin, you are just a nanny hired by our Madam to take care of the Young Master. Our President doesn't even know your name. How can you randomly associate yourself with our President? If our Madam misunderstands and gets angry at the President, he will hold you responsible, you know."
When Jiang Hao spoke, he was smiling, but every word he said slapped Lin Yuan's face several times.
And the nearby otaku was dumbfounded.
Lin was the smart, beautiful, and talented goddess of many otakus at their school.
So back then, when he saw Lin crying on the playground about how her feelings were ruined by a woman, he didn't hesitate to offer help.
