THE NAIVE BOSS

CHAPTER 92

Hey Jasmine Tong, has your conscience been eaten by dogs?”

"I think your conscience has been eaten by dogs."

Jasmine Tong raised the bellow towards Mo Yiang and made a smelly punch.

However, even though she was angry, but not to the point of losing her mind, knowing that Mo Yiang still had to film, so she did not hit her face, hitting all her back and thighs.

Mo Yiang screamed again.

“Stop and talk properly.”

Mo Yiang picked up a handful of feather dust laps.

“Can't,”

"You took the wrong medicine today, ah come in and hit me. I screwed you up, you gotta give me a reason to hit me."

Jasmine Tong still smiled coldly.

“Does an aunt need a reason to lecture her niece?”

Mo Yiang suddenly swerved, "You know all about it."

“Mo Yiang, you bastard calf, you know everything, yet you won't tell me a word if your conscience has been eaten by a dog.”

Mo Yiang nodded.

"Yes." Yeah."

Jasmine Tong wanted to continue beating him with a duster, but Mo Yiang was unwilling to let go, and she could not defeat him.

Simply put, he lost his duster, he was tired as well.

Jasmine Tong instantly got down and sat on the sofa, one foot on the coffee table.

"Give water to your aunt."

"Yes yes,"

Mo Yiang immediately took out two bottles of water from the fridge and gave one to Jasmine Tong.

Jasmine Tong opened the bottle cap and gulped it down.

Mo Yiang sat at the most distant place from him on the sofa, even though he did not have a weapon in his hands right now, but when he lit a fire, he could not resist even with his bare hands!

"How do you know" Mo Yiang asked timidly.

Jasmine Tong glared at him and he immediately did not dare to speak.

After drinking enough water, Jasmine Tong pierced the mineral water directly on the coffee table.

“Mo Yiang you are so inadequate, in vain I treat you as my best friend, my brother, and you treat me like this”

I wasn't.

“Are you so afraid of your little uncle?”

Mo Yiang nodded seriously.

“You“ Jasmine Tong really doesn't know what to say.

“Actually, Mandy, I insinuated you when I saw you guys in the studio, you're the one with no brains, no wonder I even slipped a few times.”

Jasmine Tong felt a bit strange with Mo Yiang's words, but how could she think like that?

After all, something this dramatic only happens 80% of the time on TV shows and novels.

“But isn't your youngest uncle forty or fifty?”

“Who told you that my brother-in-law is forty or fifty years old? She's only a year older than me. "

Jasmine Tong carefully thought about it, it seemed that Mo Yiang did not say the age of her youngest uncle, but, the general public would think so ah!

“My uncle's mother, aunt, and grandfather were brothers and sisters, and my grandfather's mother always wanted a daughter, but unfortunately she never got pregnant.”

Jasmine Tong carefully thought about it, and it was indeed the same thing.

The oldest and youngest generations of the older generation have more age differences, with the youngest marrying a little later and having children a little later, which is a separate generation.

So it was only natural that Mo Yiang's youngest uncle was only a year older than him.

For the rest of the time, Mo Yiang had to carefully tell Jasmine Tong about the situation regarding her youngest uncle.

His voice was low, afraid of angering his aunt.

On the other hand, the July flower.

When Albert Ou drank a glass of wine, John arrived late, knowing that he had undressed and was ready to sleep when he received a call from Albert Ou.

You're here to see a

girlie.

As soon as John came in, he saw Albert Ou chugging wine, his face was ugly.

"Yo, which of these desperate men dares to mess with our Lord Ou" John Quan sat next to Albert Ou.

Albert Ou glanced at him and immediately informed John of the events today.

After hearing the entire story, John Quan's expression became somewhat complicated.

“Errrrrr, let's finish this, that is, you disguised as someone else to dig your own corner, and as a result, the excavation was successful, right?”

Albert Ou looked at John meaningfully and said nothing.

John Quan immediately clapped.

“Then you can't blame others for you being A, playing as B, seducing your own wife, and now B has managed to seduce wife A, what doesn't piss you off?”

"What do you know? If I don't play that role, if it's someone else, then Jasmine Tong will run off with someone. ”

John Quan shook his head.

“If it's someone else, not necessarily so, why do you keep helping Jasmine Tong, because you're a and you're also b. Why Jasmine Tong loves b because b keeps helping her, if it's someone else, it's not a or b ”

"Okay, stop it, touch it."

Albert Ou's head turned as he listened.

John Quan immediately sighed.

“So, I still don't know what makes you angry, You should be happy that your wife still loves you.”

Albert Ou's eyes turned round.

“You mean Jasmine Tong is in love with me.”

"I didn't say that, didn't Jasmine Tongn herself say that?"

“But Asawa whom she loved.”

“Are you not Asawa?”

Albert Ou lost his mind for a moment.

Yes, he's Asawa.

John really did not understand what Albert Ou was fighting for.

"Come on, I say Mr. Ou, go home and take a shower, it's not a big deal, Your wife is your wife, even if Your wife divorces You, she's still married to You."

John found himself confused.

It was the man's fault for pretending to be someone else.

Albert Ou finished his last sip of his drink and quickly turned to leave.

"Hey, you really left, you called me in the middle of the night."

"Please check, sir."

John looked behind Albert Ou who was about to leave.

“Hopefully, I'm here to pay your bills.”

Why is he so unlucky?

After talking to John for so long, Albert Ou seemed to have thought about it for quite a while, although it was still not too painful.

He immediately returned to Rainbow City.

But when I returned to the bedroom, Jasmine Tong was not there.

The room is empty.

Where's people?

Sitting in a dark room, Albert Ou pulled out his phone and sent a tweet to Jasmine Tong using her husband's number.

"Where'd it go?"

Jasmine Tong showed off her anger at Mo Yiang's apartment when she received the tweet.

Suddenly I received a tweet and replied without thinking.

At the house of a great nephew.