Let's Meet up, Manting

"The bad news is..." Shen Luo'an looked a bit hesitant. He shot a look at Ye Qianqian.

Ye Qianqian coughed lightly and said, "It was his idea, not mine."

"Hey! Are you bailing out on your husband? Not so fast!" Shen Zhilie grabbed her and continued. "We've asked her to come to the capital and promised to arrange a job in sales and marketing for her. But I don't have such a job available on my end. Big Brother, how about your side..."

Shen Luo'an tightened his grip around the orange and squeezed it so hard that the juice trickled out.

The scent of orange filled the room instantly.

Ye Qianqian stared at the orange greedily. She grabbed one for herself and started peeling it.

Shen Zhilie felt increasingly uneasy. He cleared his throat softly and uttered, "Anyway, just try to arrange a job for her. Otherwise, I'll have to seek help from Yang Ye."