Jian Qing rubbed her forehead. Were the three of them planning on enjoying the drama?
"Xiaojing, go cook something for me."
"Jian Qing, congratulate Quan Jingwu for me." Black Jack interjected, a winning smile filling his eyes.
Well, it seemed Quan Jingwu had no chance of obtaining a mini Jian Qing now, so he decided to let the matter of the chocolates go.
"Black Jack," Jian Qing teased, "if Xiaojing hears you saying this, you'll probably end up as just a godmother, forget about being a godfather."
Why did everyone seem to enjoy watching her husband struggle so much?
It would just hurt her!
Black Jack choked, "..."
The little boat of friendship could capsize at any moment.
Quan Jingwu opened the door, a platter of food in his hands. Jian Qing looked over and smirked. "Fine, I'm going to eat now. You're dismissed."
Then, she hung up the call and tossed the phone aside.
On the other side, Black Jack and the others were left flabbergasted, "..."
