Daddy Always Gets Jealous

Wen Nuan paused for a moment, then quickly smiled, revealing two sweet dimples, ”Once it’s unfrozen, I’ll pay you back right away.”

”...”

Qin Shaojin hung up the phone and lay there, his headache worsening!

He called Huo Jinnan back, ”Bro Huo, are you really not having an affair with that new mayor?”

Huo Jinnan, ”Scram.”

Qin Shaojin laughed harmlessly and said weakly, ”He even shared your post, yet you still won’t admit it.”

...

Qin Shaojin couldn’t understand what was going on. He went into WeChat Moments, saw Wen Nuan, read the contents of the group chat, held his forehead, and sent a friend request with the note, ”Let’s discuss the unfreezing of your bank card.”

Less than a minute later, she approved it, but he couldn’t see that picture!

She had blocked him from her Moments!

The next second, he thought about deleting Wen Nuan but hesitated and only added her to the blacklist instead.

Wen Nuan had just sent out a message and saw the notification, ”Message sent, but the recipient has rejected it.”

He had added her to the blacklist!

Why?

She quickly thought of her decision to keep her Moments from him. Could it be because of this?

Could it?

When she made the call, it was immediately hung up on!

Wen Nuan felt frustrated. Wasn’t he supposed to discuss the unfreezing of her bank card?

Could it be because she posted that photo with the platoon leader?

After some thought, considering the strange way everyone was speaking in the group, she deleted that Moment, completely unaware that many had already screenshotted and saved it.

————Mayor’s Office————

The assistant walked in and looked toward Jin Bo, ”Mayor Jin, was it an accidental share of that Weibo post?”

Jin Bo’s gaze fell on the assistant, growing colder inch by inch, ”Am I the mayor, or are you the mayor?”

Assistant, ”You are.”

Jin Bo’s gaze shifted to the phone in his hand, scrolling through Weibo with one hand, ”Do I need my assistant’s approval for what I do?”

Assistant, ”No.”

Jin Bo looked up to see the assistant still standing there, his voice growing colder, ”Then get out.”

”...”

The room fell silent. The assistant remembered the schedule for tomorrow, ”There’s an interview tomorrow—”

”I’m not a celebrity.”

Jin Bo looked at the assistant with displeasure.

The assistant paused, ”Gangdu Media—”

Jin Bo, dressed in the most ordinary black suit, yet looking strikingly stylish, ”Can’t you understand?”

”Understood.” The assistant swallowed the rest of what he had meant to say and then remembered something else, ”The Huo Family’s General Huo Chengshan invited you for tea this weekend.”

Jin Bo remained silent for a long moment, sitting there, his gaze fixed on the phone, chillingly cold!

Seeing how things were, the assistant said in a low voice, ”Then I’ll decline.”

Jin Bo didn’t make a sound. After seeing the assistant leave, he stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, lit a cigarette, and through the window, looked out over Hong Kong, the city he hadn’t returned to in seven years!