Sheng Chong's lovely wife: The professor's husband is the president

Chapter 1218 Rijiushengqing (2)

"How do you know?" Zhao Jiale asked.

"I heard something, you say, we can't let Weiwei know yet." Lan Feifei said.

"Oh, actually... this matter is not what you imagined, but he is afraid that Wei Wei will not be able to bear it for a while when he finds out." Zhao Jiale said.

"Is Tang Ruochen having an affair?" Lan Feifei asked nervously.

When Zhao Jiale heard Lan Feifei's words, he turned his head and glanced at her expressionlessly: "Do you think it looks like it?"

Lan Feifei thought for a while about Tang Ruochen's iceberg face that hadn't changed for thousands of years, it seemed that besides Lan Weiwei's emotional changes... she shook her head instantly, "It's not like that."

"You are not allowed to talk nonsense in front of Lan Weiwei, this matter...now is not the time to talk about it."

"Why?" Lan Feifei asked.

Zhao Jiale could tell at a glance that Lan Feifei was trying to help Lan Weiwei, "How do I know why?"

"Nonsense, you don't know why, how do you know that you can't talk about it now."

"This is Tang Ruochen's decision." Zhao Jiale joked while driving.

"Then, why did he make such a decision?" Lan Feifei thought to herself, this can always be said, right? ,

"Because now is not the time to talk." The words... came back again.

Lan Feifei felt that he was just teasing herself, so she stopped asking: "If you like to talk, don't talk!"

When passing the red light, Zhao Jiale was about to look back at her, when he saw Lan Feifei chatting with Su Yi from the corner of his eye, and replied sourly: "Isn't Su Yi a psychiatrist? He knows a lot, you can let him guess .”

"But what's the matter with Su Yi?" Lan Feifei asked puzzled.

"It's none of my business for you to chat with Su Yi."

Zhao Jiale's non-salty words made Lan Feifei dizzy. What's the matter with this man? Why can't she understand what he said recently?
In the evening, Zhao Jiale did not go home as usual, and stayed in the hotel with An Xiaofei, but when he went back today, he looked a little unhappy.

Seeing him unbuttoning his shirt and sitting on the sofa without speaking, An Xiaofei walked over and asked, "Jia Le, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I'm a little tired." Zhao Jiale leaned on the sofa and said.

"Then I'll pour you a glass of water."

After finishing speaking, An Xiaofei quickly poured him a glass of water and put it on the coffee table: "What's wrong? Is it because you're not happy at work?"

"It's not... just seeing someone upset." After finishing speaking, Zhao Jiale added: "Oh, I'm not talking about you."

An Xiaofei immediately understood who he was referring to, and stared at Zhao Jiale with some searching eyes and asked, "What's wrong? Did she upset you?"

Zhao Jiale said: "That's not true."

When An Xiaofei heard these four words, she was stunned for a moment, so that she didn't know what to ask. Judging from Zhao Jiale's expression, it was not just seeing her upset, there must be other reasons.

Seeing that An Xiaofei was staring at him, Zhao Jiale explained: "This girl...forget it, let's not mention her, let's talk about you."

An Xiaofei glanced at Zhao Jiale silently, thinking, after a week, I have something to say.

Now, the top priority is not to let Zhao Jiale have any dissatisfaction with her. He walked over and rubbed his temples for him: "I have nothing to say, but you. This makes me feel very distressed. Let me rub it for you."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jiale held her hand and kissed her lips, "Thank you."

A week later, An Xiaofei browsed the webpage anxiously in the office, checked the time, and thought to herself, it's better to ask for leave, so that the results will be released early and the results will be at ease.

(End of this chapter)