“The young man from a wealthy family returned to his marriage and left his wife to accompany the maternity examination for the third party.”
Newspapers in the streets and alleys of the city were reporting this news, pushing Lu Shaochen, who had just been quiet for two days, to the forefront again.
“The wedding dress has been designed. I just faxed it. Please help me show it to the customer. If there is no problem, you can start doing it. If there is any problem, please contact me. After the order is over, I will have a temporary rest. It’s not that I won’t do this. Call me if you have any questions. Bye.” After calling, Chu Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief.
The roar of the car motor came from outside.
Chu Jiaren walked to the window and took a look, and her phone rang again.
“Hey, mom”
“Goodie, is it true in the newspaper?” Li Dongling asked, “On the day you returned, Shaochen went to the hospital to accompany his lover for prenatal examination.”
Chu Jiaren was stunned, “Mom, the newspaper is talking nonsense, don’t worry, I have something to do here, so I won’t talk about it for now.”
A knock on the door sounded, and Chu Jiaren hung up the phone in a hurry.
The housekeeper said respectfully: “Young lady, the master and the wife are here, please go out.”
Chu Jiaren seemed to have felt something, and as soon as she walked to the stairs, she heard Lu Guochang’s angry scolding from the living room.
“If you don’t accompany your beauty to your parents’ home to accompany your mistress to go for prenatal check-ups, how do you let me face you, an unfilial son of the Chu family? Do you know what it means to be a priority? I, Lu Guochang, have all my old face?”
“You are only allowed to accompany your little ones, but I am not allowed to accompany your mistress.” Lu Shaochen asked casually with a smile, “This is not a typical case of only being allowed to set fire to the state officials but not a hundred people.”