Jiang Huai sneered. She was indeed his good wife.
Her husband was with another woman in a nightclub, but she could actually deal with these insignificant things without a care!
Jiang Huai's face was cold. "You're no longer my secretary. Do what you're supposed to do. Don't be a busybody."
Yan Xia could not help but roll her eyes.
He had lost his temper at home, and in the blink of an eye, he had gone to a nightclub with his white moonlight. He had even turned around and said that his wife was a busybody.
Good, good, she really deserved it! She should not have come!
Yan Xia rubbed her wrist, which was in great pain, and could not help but complain in her heart.
Yan Xia couldn't help but criticize Jiang Huai. "Then, what do you think is my job, President Jiang? Dealing with Miss Zhang's matters is my matter. As long as I protect Miss Zhang, I don't have to care about anything else, right?"
