It’s over, it’s over, it’s really over this time.
She was so angry she could slap herself twice; of all the outfits she could change into, she chose this one.
In Lu Hualiang’s photo, he’s wearing a couple’s outfit!
Xia Weibao broke out in a cold sweat and dashed upstairs.
Without any concern for interruptions, she rushed straight into Lu Hualiang’s study.
Even before she arrived, her voice did.
Lu Hualiang was in a video conference, and her call of "Honey" was broadcasted directly into the conference room of Y country’s top executives.
The executives exchanged glances, hus...husband?
Did they hear wrong, did the big boss get married?
When did this happen, and why didn’t they hear any wind of it!
Hallucination, it must be a hallucination, perhaps they’ve been too tired recently, leading to auditory illusions.
The big boss is famously aloof from women — how could he possibly get married in silence.
Moreover, even if the big boss was to marry, it should be some aloof, accomplished woman boss, never such a delicate beauty.
That auditory illusion just then was enough to make one’s bones go soft.
"Honey, honey, something big happened!"
Another delicate voice came through, causing the executives to go berserk!
It’s really a woman’s voice, and she’s really calling their big boss husband!
Looking back at the video, the big boss’s gaze, previously sharp as knives in a frozen world, softens in an instant, like the warm winter sun parting the clouds, welcoming spring, with flowers blooming.
Everyone couldn’t believe this gentle gaze could belong to their ruthless, decisive, cold-blooded big boss!
Everyone couldn’t help being curious about what kind of woman could turn their big boss’s iron hardness into soft tenderness.
They rubbed their fists, hoping the lady of the house would appear in the shot.
However, they were destined to be disappointed.
Lu Hualiang threw out the word "adjourn" and promptly closed the video.
Xia Weibao charged in like a cannon and directly crashed into his embrace.
Then she went to find his phone, opened Weibo, and deleted the photo he posted today.
"Honey, honey, can you hack?"
Xia Weibao was anxious; was there enough time to get in touch with Third Chicken now?
"What’s going on?" Lu Hualiang caught her waist, utterly perplexed.
"The photo, the outfit you’re wearing in the photo, is a couple’s outfit with what I’m wearing today."
"Couples’ outfit or not, no one’s going to notice, so what are you afraid of."
Lu Hualiang’s face slightly darkened; was she so afraid of others finding out about their relationship?
"No way, those netizens are too clever; they’ll dig out even the tiniest hint."
She had experienced how formidable the net detectives were.
Yan Weiyang deliberately changed into a set of clothes to try to impersonate and was thoroughly exposed.
She and Lu Hualiang wearing couple’s outfits as openly as this, how could they not be discovered!
Lu Hualiang’s face remained unchanged; he wanted to say, if they find out, let them find out, it’s a chance to go public.
But seeing Xia Weibao’s forehead break out in a sweat, he still couldn’t bear it.
He opened the computer, moved his fingers, and everything related to his photo online was completely deleted.
Xia Weibao was dumbfounded, staring at the code she couldn’t understand; it was magical.
Is this hacker skill? Seems very powerful.
"Deleting from the web doesn’t help, lots of people must have saved the photo."
If she knew who saved it, it’d be fine; hacking the phone to delete it would be easy.
The problem is not knowing who saved it, and definitely lots of people saved it; you can’t delete it all.
Xia Weibao scratched her head; this was somewhat troubling.