As Long As They Didn’t Talk about Divorce

Having largely calmed down, Jiang Tingxu sat on the sofa and sipped the juice offered by the reception.

"A Bentley? " She asked abruptly.

"Don't you like the nice-looking ones? I've seen that model before––It suits you well. The Bentley has great functionality and a pretty high safety factor. "

On the phone, the man said in earnest.

It had all been well thought-out. After all, how could Mo Boyuan propose something unsuitable?

After a few more sips of fruit juice, she put down the glass:

"No thanks. " She refused.

"Huh? "

Jiang Tingxu snorted. "I'm just an ordinary doctor. Can you imagine someone like me driving a Bentley to and from the hospital every day?"

She'd become an internet celebrity in no time!

Did this man think that he wasn't trouble enough?

"Ehem... "

He coughed on the other side of the phone:

"Sorry. "

Well, that was unexpected.