Chapter 9

After finishing it, many things suddenly became clear.

But I don't know why he had to say these things under the guise of a script.

The doorbell rang, I didn't call for service, but through the peephole, I saw someone outside looking disheveled.

When I opened the door, he saw me holding the script and became even more cautious.

"Wife..."

No need to think deeply, Secretary Li was forced by him to play the bitter act together.

One delivered the script, the other calculated the time, showing up at my door with eyes begging like a stray dog just as I finished reading.

Almost missing was him directly asking me to take him in.

"Come in first."

I stepped aside to make a passage for him, and he obediently walked to the sofa and sat down like a big dog, not overstepping.

"This script, could our President Jiang be the screenwriter?" I sneered.

He avoided answering, changing the subject: "Wife, I miss you."

"So, I'm Xiao Mei, you're Xiao Shuai, and Lin Qian is the Clown?"