Hehe, how could he say sothing like, "If Madam really cared, she wouldn’t even send a single ssage" to provoke his own boss?
Although Jiang Hao said that, it still didn’t comfort Lu Moqing.
Especially since Lu Moqing felt that he didn’t get his wife’s approval before announcing their relationship, he didn’t know if she would be angry.
Originally, he planned to wait until he got back and then seek her opinion before making the announcent.
But seeing those online who mocked and scolded her, he felt distressed and couldn’t bear it.
When he saw the video being released, he was furious and imdiately reposted it and announced their relationship without caring about the consequences.
Although he could see that the mother and son would no longer be wronged by the online comnts, would she really be happy?
The condition she set for the remarriage was that he couldn’t interfere with her personal feelings. But by announcing it like this, who would dare to provoke her?
In her eyes, did his actions deliberately cut off her way out?
After all, who would dare to provoke Lu Moqing’s wife casually?
The more Lu Moqing thought about it, the more restless he felt, afraid that Qiao Xu would bla him. This feeling of unease had not ceased since he decided to win back his wife.
Jiang Hao sighed and shook his head as he watched his own boss staring at his phone in a daze, occasionally frowning and looking downcast.
Although he felt that his boss was pitiful now and shouldn’t be teased any further, he couldn’t help but say one more thing—-
Being aloof is fun for a while, but it’s miserable in the end.
"Keep working!"
After a while, Lu Moqing tossed his phone aside and started reading the docunts beside him.
Jiang Hao felt like dying; it’s so late, can’t he let him go ho and sleep?
Now back to Qiao Xu.
After closing Weibo, she threw herself back into work, but she couldn’t concentrate.
Picking up her phone, she hesitated for a mont, then opened WeChat and sent Lu Moqing a ssage—-
[Still busy?]
After sending the ssage, she put her phone aside and buried herself in her work.
She had no idea that her text ssage had driven soone in San Francisco crazy.
Jiang Hao watched as his boss, upon receiving the ssage from his wife, frantically grabbed his phone and almost dropped it with a clumsy appearance. Did he have to see this?
Now, Jiang Hao watched as his boss typed and deleted the ssage, exasperated. He couldn’t help but want to snatch the phone and just respond, "Not busy."
A thirty-year-old man should not act like a teenager secretly in love with a young girlfriend. You know, it’s embarrassing, right?
Why couldn’t he be more calm and aloof like before, ignoring everything as if he were an unattainable beauty?
It’s just a text from his wife, is it worth going crazy like this?
Jiang Hao dared to think these thoughts only in his heart; he wouldn’t dare say them out loud.
Watching his boss write and delete, and delete and write, Jiang’s mother couldn’t bear it anymore and said:
"Mr. President, if you don’t reply soon, Madam will think you don’t want to deal with her."
Her words hit the nail on the head for Lu Moqing.
He deleted the long response he had typed and replied with a single word—-Hmm, still busy.
Jiang Hao, who was secretly watching on the side, thought: "..."
Mr. President, you’ll push your wife away like this, you know?
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