The project director looked at the living Buddha sitting in the middle of the round table, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and forced his attention to the meeting content.
"Jenny, we have read the plan you sent us. It's very good. After discussion, we think the additional funds are reasonable, but we also have a request."
"What do you want?" He sat upright, trying hard to restrain his impulse to gouge out the eyeballs of eason.
What was he looking at? He had never seen such eyes before even in bed. Now he looked so serious and crazy.
"We hope that the current actress can be replaced with Sucy White."
The corners of Jenny's mouth twitched. Sucy White was the star that accompanied the Callen Raven a month ago. Although she had divorced, she didn't want to face this person every day to recall her failed marriage, nor did she want to be reminded that she was defeated by the substitute again and again.
"This may be a little troublesome," said Jenny, "now the actors we have chosen are very suitable for this character in both appearance and temperament."
The project director said with a smile, "but I think Sucy is more suitable. She is younger and more energetic than the current candidates."
After saying that, the project director took a look at the direction of Callen, and then winked.
Pretending to be ignorant of his opponent's hint, Jenny said stubbornly, "being young and energetic is indeed an advantage, but compared to this role, I still think the current candidate is more suitable."
They had been married for three years. Almost everyone in green city knew that he was married, but few people knew what his wife looked like. As a result, the Raven Group didn't know that the woman in front of them was their president’s ex-wife.
"Jenny, why are you so stubborn?" the person in charge's face darkened. It was not easy for him to flatter her, but he met an iron plate. "If you want us to raise more money, you must agree to this request."
Holding back the disgust in his chest, he tightened his grip on his legs and kept silent.
"Is this the reason why you divorced?" In the middle of the room, Callen suddenly asked, "because of Sucy?"
She didn't expect that he would ask such a question, but she had to admire his reflexive manner.
Not only Judy, but also the people who had put on a long face just now were stunned and could not say anything.
"You all go out." Although he was talking to the other two people, his eyes were still fixed on Jenny.
Judy took a look at Jenny and walked out of the meeting room after weighing the pros and cons. The person in charge, whose eyes were out of focus, followed her out. With a pale face, the person in charge asked, "did I commit suicide just now?"
"I suppose so." Judy sympathetically handed over a face towel, "you are sweating."
The person in charge was incoherent. "It's good to sweat. Sweating means that I'm still alive."
There were only two people left in the meeting room.
Callen sat lazily, tapping the table with his slender fingers, and his eyes swept up and down.
Today, Jenny can wore a simple work suit, which outlined her slender figure. The hem of the suit was tucked into a knee length short skirt, and her straight and smooth legs were more seductive.
Jenny was so familiar with the meaningful look in his eyes. It was exactly what he wanted.
Well, a man.
Even if he didn’t love her, he couldn't resist the temptation of her body.
"Do you have any other requests, Mr. Raven?" Jenny compromised. He just put his new girlfriend in the TV play. It didn't matter.
Callen crooked his finger at can and said in a hoarse voice, "come here."
Holding back the urge to throw the documents in her hands, Jenny walked up to Callen and asked, "Mr. Raven, what can I do for you?"
"Just for a girl named Sucy White?" With a stretch of his long arm, he put his hand on Jenny's waist and gently pulled him in front of him.
She didn't do it for only one person, but for countless Sucy, for the substitute of the woman who had appeared continuously in the past three years.
When they just got married, she could accept that he had a son who had just been born, and then she could accept that he had an unforgettable godde. But three years had passed, and he was still looking for a substitute for Emily. He lay beside her, thinking of another woman every night.
Jenny admitted that she loved Callen so much that she was humble. She had loved him for three years and gradually forgot that she should love him as well.
Without getting any reply from him, he leaned over and sniffed, "did you change your perfume?"
"Mr. Raven, please behave yourself."
"We can't get the divorce certificate until tomorrow. You are still my wife legally."
'damn it! How shameless '?
It was only because she was attracted by his beauty that she realized that the man was a rogue. "Mr. Raven, I'm afraid you have misunderstood. I thought we had divorced the moment we signed the divorce agreement."
"I'm not interested in her." Callen pulled Jenny closer and said, "can, I'm not impulsive to anyone except you."
"EW." Unable to bear the disgust in her chest, she threw up directly.
"You!"
"Sorry, I can't help it." Taking advantage of the moment when Jenny let go of Callen's hand, she hurriedly took a tissue aside and covered her mouth, fearing that she would spit it out again.
As a neat freak, he was now fixed on the seat, motionless. "You, help me take off this dress. I don't want to touch it."
"Mr. Raven, don't you think it's too much? I'll take off your clothes if we stay in the same room alone. It's not good to be seen by others." As usual, he stopped.
She knew very well when this man could be controlled. It was impossible for him to take off the suit himself because of his mysophobia.
He didn't expect that he would say something like that. In the past, she was obedient to him.
"Jenny," said Callen, gnashing his teeth. The unknown liquid on his body made him look like an ant crawling. "You've seen every part of me!"
"How could you forget that we have divorced? But it's not impossible for you to beg me. You just need to look like asking for help." As expected, once a woman gave up on a bad man, she would be happy.
With a red face, Callen glared at her angrily.
Seeing this, Jenny shrugged and said, "since Mr. Raven is fine, I'm leaving now."
"Jenny!" With a cry of Callen, Jenny turned back and smiled, "I'm here. What can I do for you, Mr. Raven?"