Regarding cellphones and computers, girls just can’t seem to match the natural tech savvy of boys.
It’s as if they’re born with it.
As for girls, well, they appear a bit clumsier.
Lu Jing stood back watching for a while until someone tapped a few keys on the keyboard, and hey presto, the webpage was fixed.
He was so astonished his mouth hung open.
Even though he knew this man was capable in many areas, could he really be so proficient in everything? Did anyone else even stand a chance?
If he ever lost his job, he could probably set up a stall under an overpass, right?
"Okay, give it a try."
The man’s voice interrupted Lu Jing’s various daydreams:
"Oh all right, fine."
He squeezed forward, pushing the man aside in the process.
Jiang Ye stepped back half a step out of inertia, chuckling to himself.
He had seen people sever ties after crossing the river, but to withdraw support this quickly, and his own wife no less?
Lu Jing didn’t care how the man reacted and busied herself.
As for the man, he watched for a moment before sprawling out on the nearby big bed, the picture of laziness.
Hearing movement, Lu Jing glanced over with the corner of her eye:
"Why did Xiao Yuan move out?"
Ah, finally getting to the point.
The man’s eyelid twitched as he put down his phone:
"Cough, what else could I do, let her keep playing third wheel in our house?"
"That’s your own sister!"
"Even a sister can be a third wheel. You don’t have to worry so much as her sister-in-law; she’s not living under a bridge. She’s a grown-up and doesn’t need your concern."
This string of complaints was delivered with a tone rich in begrudging humor.
Lu Jing couldn’t help rolling her eyes:
"Really?" she retorted.
The man replied immediately:
"Why not? If you’ve got time, why not pay more attention to your husband?"
And he still has the face to say it?
Does he need to be pampered like a three-year-old child?
Lu Jing’s face was full of disdain, and she didn’t bother to hide it. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the NoveI[F]ire.net
The man probably felt a bit of something himself because he couldn’t hold back a laugh.
Luckily, at this moment, the computer’s progress bar reached one hundred percent.
"Are you working the night shift tonight?"
He continued to lie there, hand propping up the back of his head:
"No big reason, just asking. Can’t I be concerned about my wife’s work?"
Lu Jing didn’t have a good comeback, so she glanced at him and replied tersely:
"Tired? If you’re tired, I’ll bring it up at the next shareholder’s meeting."
"What proposal do you have in mind?"
He sat up, his eyes full of mirth:
"Of course, it’s about changing your work rules."
Lu Jing’s mouth twitched immediately:
"That’s enough, okay? Don’t start problems where there are none. Hospital schedules are all the same now; don’t start any nonsense."
Does being a shareholder make you so special?
Well, truly it does because if Jiang Ye really put his mind to it, as the major shareholder, Lu Yan probably couldn’t object, could he?
Rejected outright by his wife, the man began to huff and puff:
"So that’s settled. Seeing you so exhausted, I guess no good deed goes unpunished, huh?"
Lu Jing was speechless.
How did he manage to come up with so much nonsense to say?
"Can you just keep quiet?"
He had quite a handsome face, so why did he have to be so unbearable the moment he opened his mouth?
Probably only Lu Jing would make such a comment.
After all, no one else likely had the chance to see this side of Captain Jiang.