My Little Sweet Wife 1

Chapter 159 - I Have Always Believed That We Will Meet Again In The Future

Who knew that Lisa would hug her so tightly that she had no chance of escaping. His voice was heard lightly over her head, "Last night, I went to the hospital to meet the families of the civilian workers that I detained. The families of the injured migrant workers were all agitated."

When she heard his explanation, Jennie no longer struggled. She breathed in the fresh and pleasant scent of his body.

"At that time, my phone was in the car. When I got out of the hospital, it was around 11 pm. And that's when I found my phone ran out of battery. After charging it at home, I saw a text message from you. I tried to call you, but you did not answer." Lisa sighed softly in her ear.

Jennie just leaned against his chest, unmoving. She took a deep breath and hugged him tightly. With her hands folded on his back, she said in a muffled voice, "Lisa, will you leave me?"

He chuckled, "What about you? If one day someone asks you to separate from me, will you leave me?"

Jennie said nothing. She buried her face in his chest. Facing the accusations and disgust of Old Man and Marco, facing Diana's grievances, facing Nancy's hatred, facing Jihoon and Lian's disagreement over this marriage, she had survived to this day.

Deep down, she did not want to admit defeat, but the most reason why she persisted in facing all of this was that Lisa stood by her side.

She was truly afraid that one day, his heart would be filled with someone else. She was afraid that he wouldn't choose her. She was afraid that all the perseverance she cared about would all come to naught.

Jennie folded her hands behind his back and listened to his steady, strong heartbeat. Feeling his real temperature and the familiar fresh smell, she closed her eyes. "Hubby, my stomach hurts..."

Lisa's eyes quivered as he pushed her away gently and passed her the glass of water on the tea table, which was no longer hot.

Next afternoon —

"Ms Kim." Editor Zhang suddenly entered the office. He rarely walked to the editing office downstairs, and what surprised Jennie were his next words that made the whole office happy, "I got news from my friends there that Senior Zhou will arrive at H City at 5:30 pm, this evening. President Manoban will also be attending the banquet."

After Editor-in-Chief Zhang left, Ashlee, who had been called back from the editorial department, ran over to Jennie's side, saying, "Editor-in-Chief Kim, I heard that Zhou Yang has a bad temper. When you have the opportunity to interview him tonight, you must avoid asking too many sensitive questions."

"What kind of topic is sensitive?" Jennie glanced at her with a smile, "In our Business Reporting Department, we have to meet a lot of senior executives every day. Don't they all have the same temperament? No matter how bad a person's temperament is, even if they have eyes at the top of their heads, they still need to hold back a bit when they see the media, right? Still, someone like Senior Zhou should know how to deal with the media. I guess he doesn't want anything to go wrong as soon as he comes home, right?"

"That's because you can talk, Jen. You can take care of those fierce people who threaten you at any time." Ashlee said with a smile.

"Let me tell you ..." She suddenly bent her head and whispered into Jennie's ear, "I heard from a media friend from Boston that Senior Zhou hasn't returned for more than twenty years. He returned this time because his granddaughter went missing. Senior Zhou only had one son, yet his son died young, leaving behind only his granddaughter."

Jennie paused.

Did he really return because of his granddaughter?

Just based on his position in the business world, the Zhou Family was influential in the United States as well. Thinking of the Zhou Family, thinking of the Manoban Family, and thinking of the Kim Family, it seemed like they were all closely related.