Chapter 426 My Wife, How Can I Not Worry About Her?

forest before him. Unknowingly, he had spent over 40 days in Seattle. He even missed this year's Mid-Autumn Festival. The bamboo leaves beyond the wall had started to turn yellow.Finally back.Yesterda..."How are you here" Qiao Bao'er asked naturally.

He turned to look at her, his eyes full of scrutiny, before finally curving his lips into a smirk. "Miss Qiao, do you have any idea why I'm here"

Qiao Bao'er thought of Jun Zhimu, after all, this woman was his right-hand man.

She never liked beating around the bush. "Just take a look at this document and sign it if you're done," she said. She picked up a planning book from her desk and threw it towards Qiao Baier. Even the force and direction of her throw were precise, and the document landed neatly on the edge of Qiao Baier's desk.

Qiao Bao'er didn't ask too much, she pulled up a chair and sat down, roughly flipping through the pages of the contract file.

is &am;’s project contract, planning to find an advertising company in Japan to do a livestream for a new product online.

Qiao Bao'er curiously looked up and asked, "You're here to negotiate"

is an am customer representative.

This really surprised Qiao Bao'er. She thought this woman was only involved in behind-the-scenes work, but she didn't expect her to become a regular office worker.

Having become a mere errand runner, she now wore a gloomy expression and spoke in a cold tone, "This was originally an open bidding project. However, since &am;am;'s wife is here, there's naturally no need for all the hassle of bidding."

This is Junzhimu giving her a project to help boost her performance.

Qiao Bao'er asked her, "Why ask me to sign Shouldn't you find the company's head first"

The tone was dripping with sarcasm, “Miss Qiao, you’re their golden goose. They wouldn’t dare accept you without a little paw print first.”

Maneki-Neko.

She seems to have been jokingly called a money magnet before...

Even though she spoke in such a sarcastic and passive-aggressive way, Qiao Bao'er didn't show any reaction on her face. She lowered her head and diligently signed her name in several places with a pen.

Suddenly, I felt that her silence made her seem petty.

Recently, she was assigned by Junzhi Mu to work on an investigation. At first, she thought it was quite fresh and fun, but after a month, the novelty wore off, and she felt bored to death, especially those women in the group who chattered non-stop were really annoying.

"I'm holding onto so much resentment, I need to vent it on this culprit. Qiao Baier, remember this: a raw gem can never compare to your partner without being polished. A lifetime is long, those handouts of affection will only fade in the end. You better use your brain and stop expecting us to clean up your messes."

"What do I have to ask you to clean up"

She became composed, clearly unwilling to continue the conversation. She coldly and curtly said, "Just handle it yourself." Picking up the signed document in her hand, she left.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Qiao Baor was on time to clock out and go home.

The city has a well-developed transportation system, but traffic is very congested during peak hours. The eastern part of the city is the most prosperous and also the most congested.

Fortunately, her company was located on the west side of the city. Although there was constant traffic congestion, she wasn't in a rush to go home and cook like others. Instead, she drove leisurely.

After an hour's journey back to the Jun family, Auntie Fang immediately called her over for a bowl of soup. "You definitely didn't eat well at lunch with work outside," she said. "Tonight, the chef is making Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, which will take another half hour to be ready. Have a bowl of soup first to tide you over."

"Good, thank you," Qiao Bao'er sat down and quietly drank her soup.

Seeing that she had a good appetite, Fang Dama immediately instructed the maid to bring a small plate of osmanthus paste from the kitchen.

"Would you like me to have the cook at home prepare lunch for you and send it over" Aunt Fang knew that takeout couldn't compare to home-cooked meals.

Qiao Bao'er thought for a moment, "Even Jun Zhimu, the big president, doesn't have such high treatment. I just go downstairs to the company with my colleagues to eat fast food. I don't want to make it so troublesome."

Fang Da Ma immediately explained, "It's no trouble at all. I have several cooks at home who are free anyway. Tell them what you want to eat, and they'll prepare it for you the next day and have the driver deliver it. The food will be piping hot."

As for their young master, he wasn't picky about food since he was a child. Plus, with his irregular work schedule, he would just ask his secretary to order whatever when he got hungry.

Qiao Bao'er knew that Fang Da Ma cared about her very much, and she smiled. "Let's settle it later. If I want to eat something, I'll ask the cook to prepare lunch for me in advance, and there's a microwave oven at my company."

Now that their mistress works alone, the whole family is worried.

At dinner, Junzhimu did not return to Jun's house. He went to the Lu family for an important dinner meeting.

Qiao Bao'er spent time with Grandpa Jun as usual, having meals, drinking tea, and playing with the baby. Then they had a hot bath and went to bed early to rest.

When Junzhi's shepherd returned, it was already 11 o'clock at night.

"Madam arrived home at six o'clock, driving back herself. She was given a bowl of flower glue soup and two pieces of osmanthus honey paste first. For dinner, she had a bowl of rice and seemed to enjoy the Buddha Jumps Over The Wall very much. After the meal, she went to the nursery and even chatted with the old man for an hour before returning to the East Garden..."

Fang Da Ma stepped forward, reaching out to take Jun Zhi Mu's suit jacket. She reported some things efficiently and casually opened the door to the master bedroom.

Lowered his voice, "Madam should have just fallen asleep not long ago."

The lord greeted her with a nod, then stepped into the bedroom. He closed the door gently and silently.

Only a soft bedside lamp was lit in the bedroom, casting a warm orange glow.

The lord walked towards the big bed, the woman on it was covered by a blanket, motionless, seemingly asleep.

"Asleep" he asked, his voice low and pleasant.

"I am thinking about something."

< Qiao Bao'er spoke truthfully. She lay on her side in bed, unable to sleep, but she didn't turn over to look at him. After all, they were an old married couple, and there wasn't anything special going on. She continued to stare blankly, wrapped in the covers. >

He stroked her long hair like he was petting a cat.

They weren't very talkative with each other. He wasn't a man of many words, and as for Qiao Baor, that woman, she only talked excitedly when she was in a good mood. Usually, she was quite quiet too.

Because they both lacked communication skills, he would constantly ask servants for updates about her. He wanted to know everything she did, even if she didn't share it herself. This became a habit over time.

Junzhi's shepherd sat down casually on the edge of the bed, "How was work today"ee"Three people went to the restaurant across from the hospital and directly chose a seat at random in the hall without going to a private room.Qiao Baoer ordered two hot chocolates from the menu, whi...