Husband please let me go

At night, Jiang Shuxia laid on the sofa and kicked Lingxuyao, who was sitting right beside the computer, "Boss Ling?"

"Hmm?" Lingxuyao's attention was still on the company's financial data displayed on the computer, ignoring her enticement.

Jiang Shuxia looked at the picture in her hand and spoke calmly, "Jiang Linfan is a prostitute."

"So?" What did she want to do?

Jiang Shuxia sat up from the sofa and wrapped her arms around Lingxuyao's shoulders, her small hands anxiously digging into her shirt's collar, "Boss Ling, it shouldn't be difficult for you to get her certificate from the hospital, right?"

When begging, one must have sincerity, for example the current her, she was completely luring Lingxuyao over to her.

He took out his cell phone and threw it on the sofa. "Call my assistant!" These were all small matters!