Chapter 312: Aren't you afraid that the young mistress will cuckold you?

Qiao Group.

The silence in the conference room was intimidating, everyone sat up straight with rigid postures, not daring to make the slightest gesture as if death itself was lurking nearby—a palpable oppressive force freezing the air.

Qiao Chengxun sat with his legs naturally crossed in the middle seat, half-listening to the marketing department's mundane monthly report, his mind drifting.

It had been seven or eight days since he was discharged from the hospital, and he had not seen his wife during that time. Swamped with nearly half a month's worth of work, he was so busy that he couldn't even squeeze in the time to call her.

Damn woman, she hadn't taken the initiative to contact him either after all this time.

He didn't know how she was doing at school, whether she was happy or what she had been up to lately.

Yet now he had to waste time listening to this meaningless report, which only amplified the frustration within, his pent-up resentment manifesting as a thick chill.