Miss Dai mainly wanted to apologize to Captain Jiang with this phone call.
Although Dai Changwan didn’t recognize the Dai Family as her own, after all, they all had the same blood running through their veins, and early this morning, Captain Jiang had personally driven her here.
All those old prejudices had definitely diminished by quite a bit, nearly negligible now.
"Cough cough, why say that? I’m not going to remarry. Isn’t everything just fine the way it is now?"
"How is it fine?" Lu Jing didn’t think so, and had never thought that way before.
Dai Changwan pursed her lips:
"It’s really quite good, look at me right now, there’s a whole bunch of stuff with the Dai Family that I haven’t sorted out yet, and I don’t want to think about so much for the time being.
Ouch, Doctor Lu, you’re not trying to drag everyone around you into the grave of marriage just because you got married, right?"
That grave is actually not too bad, at least for now, Lu Jing is very satisfied with it.
"I’ve advised as much as I can, think it through. Xiang Zheng is a golden bachelor; if you don’t keep an eye on him, be careful someone might snatch him away." Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel~fire~net
When have exceptional people ever lacked suitors?
Not to mention, Xiang Zheng is just over thirty, in the prime of life, young and capable.
To put it bluntly, even those eighty-year-old men have no shortage of eighteen or twenty-year-old girls around them.
"If someone snatches him away, then so be it. Am I scared?
Goodbye and goodbye, the next one will be better behaved!"
Just by hearing this you’d know how affected the girl on the other end is.
Lu Jing really couldn’t stand it:
"Alright, alright, whatever you two want to do, fine?"
"That, please apologize to your husband for me, I’m really sorry."
Getting formal at last.
Lu Jing glanced sideways at the man driving:
The man looked over with a smile brimming on his face.
"Awan says she’s sorry."
Lu Jing had to admit something every time: her man was truly handsome!
Though she had seen that face for many years now, every glance was still breathtaking.
Even after another five years, ten years, twenty years, or even a lifetime, this feeling would never fade.
When Jiang Ye heard this, he didn’t show much of a reaction, his expression unchanged:
"Tell her, considering it’s for my wife’s sake, no need to thank me."
Naturally, those weren’t the exact words Lu Jing would repeat back, but as long as she conveyed the message, that was fine.
As for the response, it was whatever she wanted to say.
Jiang Yekou was not the type to eavesdrop on his wife’s phone calls with her girlfriends, looking straight ahead, quite serious about driving.
Just then, a sudden brake screech came from a car in front.
This made Jiang Ye brake hard too.
Lu Jing wasn’t paying much attention to the road ahead, and suddenly exclaimed:
The man came back to his senses and quickly reassured:
"It’s okay, wife, don’t be afraid."
After all, it was a BMW 7 series, capable of an emergency brake.
They were just fractions of a millimeter away from colliding with the car in front.
But the car behind hadn’t braked as accurately and hit them with a ’bang’, causing Lu Jing to cry out in alarm again.
Luckily, this was the city and not the highway, and the cars weren’t going too fast, so even if there was a collision, it wasn’t a big problem.
Jiang Ye gripped his wife’s wrist:
"No harm done, you just sit here, I’ll go check it out."
Lu Jing hummed a response, still quite shaken — after all, it was a car accident.
Even Miss Dai on the phone became so anxious at this point that she nearly hit someone: