"Another surgery! Do you know that to her, work is always more important than I am?"
Jing Feng stood with his hands on his hips, venting his frustration.
"Helian Hao's job is indeed quite sacred, and wasn't it you who supported her working at the hospital?"
Mu Yichen looked at him with deep, dark eyes, kindly reminding him.
If it wasn't for Mu Yichen's reminder, Jing Feng wouldn't have felt so helpless. He sighed, covering his chest and rubbing it hard, then lowered his head in helplessness with a bitter smile.
"What does it mean to reap what you sow?"
Mu Yichen chuckled lightly and patted his shoulder.
"These are internal struggles between you and your wife, but that girl is so obvious, surely you haven't refused her?"
"Do you believe me if I say I've already refused her?"
Jing Feng believed he was usually a very strict person; he never showed any hint of emotion around colleagues, and some male subordinates were even afraid of him, but that girl...
