Dr. Jiang’s Daily Adversities

Jiang Tingxu was already calm, sitting on the sofa, drinking the juice from the front desk.

"Bentley?" said suddenly.

"Don't you like good-looking ones? I have seen that one. It is very suitable for you. Bentley's performance and safety factor are pretty good."

On the phone, the man spoke very seriously.

In fact, it was accurately analyzed, and it was inappropriate. How could Mo Boyuan mention it?

After drinking a few sips of juice, put down the cup:

"No, I don't want it." Rejected.

"Ok?"

Jiang listened to Xu snorted: "I'm just an ordinary doctor. Every day I go to and from the hospital, you let me prescribe a Bentley?"

I'm afraid you will become a celebrity of the whole Internet in an instant, right?

Does this man think he is not troublesome enough?

"cough..."

On the phone, a man coughed:

"Sorry."

I didn't expect this.

It's rare to hear this man say sorry, and his heart becomes less resistant than before:

"If you feel uncomfortable, rest more, don't worry about me, hang up."

Mo Boyuan was inexplicably happy. On the phone, the hoarse voice was no longer so hoarse, a little more thick and low laughter.

"Well, take care of yourself. I'll be back next week and call me if I have something to do."

After listening to these words, Jiang Tingxu felt a little panic in his heart:

"Without you for so many years, don't I still take good care of myself? Okay, hang up." The rate of speech was much faster than usual.

Mo Boyuan choked fiercely by his wife, and instantly disappeared:

"Okay, hang up."

There are really few people in this world who can make the dignified prince of the Mo family, the great movie emperor of Mo, suddenly change from a cheetah to a docile little lamb.

Jiang Tingxu was about to hang up, and he seemed to think of something.

"I have something to tell you."

Mo Boyuan's neck tightened, and now, as long as he heard the girl from the other side talking to him so formally, his scalp numb.

Pulled the top button of the shirt:

"If you still talk about divorce, then you don't have to talk about it, it won't be possible in the next life!"

Want a divorce?

Don't think about it!

No doors!

Jiang Tingxu didn't actually want to say this, but he was very upset when Mo Boyuan's servant said so excessively.

Why is it impossible in the next life?

Who does he think he is?

Is it possible that he still has to marry him for life and life?

It’s just that, after all, it’s a matter of publicity and private affairs, so don’t make a noise and be seen as a monkey!

"Shut up for me! I'll talk about this when you come back. Now I have to say something else!"

The pretending to be fierce expression coupled with the delicate baby face, no matter how you look at it, it feels like a fierce milk.

As long as he doesn't talk about divorce, Mo Boyuan is calm, even with a faint smile in his eyes.

"You said."

Jiang heard Xu breathe out:

"I moved out of Zichen Mountain. Ningning will follow me these days."

If you bring your child out of the old house, you must talk to the father of the child.

Bringing the kids out secretly...it must be impossible.

If outsiders knew, something might come out.

In Jiang Tingxu's heart, he maintained the reputation of the Mo family.

Furthermore, there is no need to be sneaky.

Over there, as his wife moved out with his son, Mo Boyuan frowned:

"You have to think that Zichenshang is far away from work. There are several villas in the city center, and it is only about ten minutes' drive from your hospital."

"No, I live in a convenient place now. Let's talk about it when you come back. Hang up."

This time, it really hung up.