"You're here, sitting beside me now. Why should I be jealous? That girlfriend of yours should be the one getting jealous." Jiang Hongcha casually opened the lunch box and placed a pair of chopsticks next to it. "Eat up. I just bought this from a restaurant."
Mei Xiawen saw Jiang Hongcha's nonchalant, couldn't-care-less attitude, and felt a thrill of desire.
Somehow, she always knew exactly how to push his buttons…
Mei Xiawen hurriedly wolfed down his lunch, and soon had Jiang Hongcha join him in an "afternoon nap."
...
"Sir, here are the photos from the past few weeks." Fan Jian, Huo Shaoheng's orderly, placed a stack of photos on Huo Shaoheng's desk—shots of Mei Xiawen and Jiang Hongcha being "intimate." "What are you going to do? Will you be sending these to Nianzhi?"
