Fang Ming looked at the message his boss sent him and sighed slightly. His boss had ruined his wife, and now he wanted to pursue her again. Wasn't this just making trouble?
However, what can you do when he's a domineering CEO? The assistant could only resign herself to her work and then sent a message to Fang Xiaotao: What's the deal with the "wife-chasing crematorium" meme?
Fang Xiaotao quickly sent over two novels, titled "Thirty-Six Ways a Scumbag CEO Chasing His Wife" and "The Scumbag CEO's Wife-Chasing Crematorium."
However, two more messages quickly followed. The first one said: "These two books are typical 'wife-chasing-after-the-cremation' novels. You can show them to your boss."
Article 2: He doesn't cherish what he has until he loses it, a typical scumbag boss.
Fang Ming smiled, then recommended the novel and sent a screenshot of his cousin's words.
Just after I posted that, Fang Xiaotao sent another message: "Late-blooming affection is cheaper than grass."
Fang Ming hurriedly and excitedly took another screenshot and sent it over.
Looking at the titles of the two novels, Nangong Jue couldn't help but twitch his lips. Why are they novels again?
However, the news that followed made him feel a little guilty. It was true. If he had treated her better before, perhaps... he would have a little dumpling calling him Daddy by now.
However, he would never allow his deep affection to be worth less than grass; he would always give her the most precious love.
Besides, the term "scumbag CEO" doesn't suit him at all. It should be that woman who's being a scumbag to him now. Or he could write a novel called "The Domineering CEO Chases His Scumbag Wife," and then he'd make sure she reads it.
Le Yao was living a pretty comfortable life, having forgotten everything she was supposed to forget. But Qian Meiqi was such a wicked woman. Knowing that she had forgotten what happened before, she still had to remind her that there were still dozens of sets of test papers she hadn't done.
"I figured I'd overlooked the information about the exam paper, but you insisted on bringing it up. You little rascal, I'll never forgive you!" Le Yao gritted her teeth.
"I was wrong." Qian Meiqi chuckled dryly. "But it's wrong to deceive yourself."
Le Yao rolled her eyes at her, and was about to say something when she suddenly sneezed violently.
"Sister Lan has a cold?" Qian Meiqi was startled.
"I guess someone's been talking about me."
Qiao Qiao pouted. "Only that arrogant and scheming guy keeps talking about you."
As soon as I hung up Qian Meiqi's video call, my phone rang with a notification tone.
Le Yao glanced at it and frowned: "It's a message from Young Master Yang, asking me to meet."
"Yang Jinxuan?" Qiao Qiao sat up straight. "Probably because of Yan Zimeng."
Le Yao nodded; it was obvious.
"It would be best if we didn't see him, but I don't think he'll give up." Jojo tapped the table a few times with her finger.
"Then let's meet him." Le Yao shrugged. "Let's see what he says. As for whether he agrees or not, that's up to me."
"I'll stay with you."
Le Yao shook her head: "No need, it's better for his brother to handle this kind of thing."
Yang Jinxuan sat anxiously in the private room. Since he couldn't get through to Nangong Jue, he could only beg this woman. As long as she agreed not to pursue the matter, Mengmeng would be fine. Of course, he would also compensate her, as long as it wasn't excessive, he would definitely satisfy her.
However, he is now very uncertain whether that woman will actually come.
Just as I was pondering this, the door to the private room was pushed open.
Yang Jinxuan was overjoyed, but his smile froze the moment he looked up: "A-Jue? You..."
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