Having largely calmed down, Jiang Tingxu sat on the sofa and sipped the juice offered by the reception.
“A Bentley? ” She asked abruptly.
“Don’t you like the nice-looking ones? I’ve seen that model before––It suits you well. The Bentley has great functionality and a pretty high safety factor. ”
On the phone, the man said in earnest.
It had all been well thought-out. After all, how could Mo Boyuan propose something unsuitable?
After a few more sips of fruit juice, she put down the glass:
“No thanks. ” She refused.
“Huh? ”
Jiang Tingxu snorted. “I’m just an ordinary doctor. Can you imagine someone like me driving a Bentley to and from the hospital every day?”
She’d become an internet celebrity in no time!
Did this man think that he wasn’t trouble enough?
“Ehem... ”
He coughed on the other side of the phone:
“Sorry. ”
Well, that was unexpected.
A rare apology from this man. Her heart softened a little:
“Get some rest if you’re not feeling well. Don’t worry about me. I hanging up now. ”
Somehow, that lightened Mo Boyuan’s mood. Even his voice sounded less coarse over the phone. As it turned deeper, his tone betrayed a hint of laughter.
“Well, take care of yourself. I’ll be back next week. Call me if anything comes up.”
Hearing these words, Jiang Xu felt a little flustered:
“All these years I’ve been without you, haven’t I taken good care of myself all along? That’s enough, I’m hanging up.” Her words came out much faster than usual.
Such harsh remarks from his wife made Mo Boyuan seem instantly defeated:
“Alright, you can hang up. ”
There aren’t many people in the world who could make Mo family’s crown prince, the critically-acclaimed best actor, mild as a lamb.
Jiang Tingxu was just about to hang up when she seemed to recall something.
“I have something to tell you.”
Mo Boyuan felt his neck stiffen. These days, he’ d get butterflies in his stomach whenever this girl spoke with such a serious tone.
He tugged at the uppermost button of his shirt:
“If it’s about divorce again, don’t bother. Not even in your next life! ”
Want to get a divorce?
Forget it!
Not a chance!
As a matter of fact, that wasn’t what Jiang Tingxu had in mind. Boyuan’s overreaction, however, seriously provoked her.
Why is it not even possible in the next life?
Who does he think he is?
Does that mean she has to marry him for every lifetime to come?
But she was in the public, after all. It’s better if her private affairs weren’t out for the entire world to see. How embarrassing would that be!
“Shut up! We can talk about that once you come back. I had something else to say!”
No matter how hard she tried, the feigned anger paired with her youthful, delicate features only gave off the impression of a bitter child.
As long as it wasn’t about divorce, Mo Boyuan had all the composure in the world. His eyes flashed with a faint smile.
“Go ahead. ”
Jiang Tingxu exhaled:
“I moved out of Zichen Mountain. Ningning will be living with me for the next couple days. ”
The father must be informed, of course, when their child is brought out of the old house.
It’d be impossible to keep that a secret.
What’s more, there is no telling what would happen if the outsiders knew.
Deep down, Jiang Tingxu was still very protective of the Mo family’s reputation.
And frankly, there is no need to be secretive anyway.
On the other side of the phone, having learnt that his wife was moving out with his son, Mo Boyuan’s brows twisted into a tight frown:
“If you think Zichen is too far from work, there are a few villas in the city center only about ten minutes away from your hospital. ”
“No thank you. Where we’re staying right now is perfect. Let’s talk when you get back. Hanging up now. ”
This time, she really hung up.