Chapter 265
I Became A Hit After My Divorce!
265 Whoâs Thinking About Me?
Fang Ming looked at the message his boss had sent him and sighed slightly. The dog boss had lost his wife and now he wanted to get her back again. Wasnât this torture?
However, he was the domineering president. The assistant could only accept his fate and work. Then, he sent a message to Fang Xiaotao: Whatâs with the wife-chasing crematorium?
Fang Xiaotao quickly sent two novels over. The titles were: âThe 36 Forms of the Scum Boss Pursuing His Wifeâ and âThe Scumbag Bossâs Wife-chasing Crematoriumâ.
However, two more messages came quickly. The first was: These two are classic wife-chasing crematorium novels. You can show them to your boss.
The second was: You donât cherish what you have, but you regret it when you lose it. Thatâs a classic scumbag.
Fang Ming smiled and recommended the novels. Then, he sent a screenshot of his cousinâs words.
Just as she sent it, Fang Xiaotaoâs message came again: Late affection is cheaper than grass.
Fang Ming hurriedly took another screenshot and sent it excitedly.
Nangong Jue looked at the titles of the two novels and the corners of his mouth couldnât help but twitch. Why were there novels again?
However, the subsequent messages made him feel a little guilty. That was indeed the case. If he had treated her better before, perhaps... there would be a little boy calling him Daddy by now.
However, he would never allow his feelings to be cheaper than grass. He would definitely give her the most expensive feelings.
Moreover, the word scumbag was not suitable for him. That woman should be the one slagging him now. Or he could write a novel called âThe Domineering President Chases a Scumbag Wifeâ. Hmph, he would specially show it to her when the time came.
Le Yao was originally living quite comfortably. In any case, she had forgotten what she needed to forget, but Qian Meiqi was horrible. She knew that she had forgotten what had happened before, but she insisted on reminding her. There were still dozens of sets of papers that she had not done.
âI probably ignored the messages about the papers, but you insisted on mentioning it. Qian, Iâm irreconcilable with you.â Le Yao gritted her teeth.
âI was wrong.â Qian Meiqi laughed dryly. âBut itâs wrong to deceive yourself.â
Le Yao rolled her eyes at her. She was about to say something when she sneezed violently.
âSister Lan has a cold?â Qian Meiqi was shocked.
âI guess someoneâs talking about me.â
Qiao Qiao pursed her lips. Only that arrogant and scheming thing would be talking about you.
However, just as she hung up on Qian Meiqiâs video call, her phone rang.
Le Yao took a look and frowned. âYoung Master Yang asked to meet me.â
âYang Jinxuan?â Qiao Qiao also sat up straight. âItâs probably for Yan Zimeng.â
Le Yao nodded. That was obvious.
âItâs best if we donât meet him, but I donât think heâll stop.â Qiao Qiao tapped the table a few times.
âThen letâs meet him.â Le Yao shrugged. âLetâs see what he says. As for whether I agree or not, itâs up to me.â
âIâll accompany you.â
Le Yao shook her head. âNo need. Itâs better if his brother comes for such a thing.â
Yang Jinxuan sat in the private room anxiously. Since he couldnât get through to Nangong Jue, he could only come and beg this woman. As long as she agreed not to pursue the matter, nothing big would happen to Mengmeng. Of course, he would compensate her. As long as it wasnât too much, he would definitely satisfy her.
However, he was not sure if that woman would come.
Just as he was thinking about it, the door of the private room was pushed open.
Yang Jinxuan was delighted, but the moment he looked up, his smile froze. âAh Jue? You...â