Gong Ji looked directly at Luo Cheng indifferently, and said word by word: "Are you censoring? If you think that I will go out of the wall behind your back, and you don't have the least trust in me, then how long do you think our marriage can last?"

"Don't you want to diverge the topic! Let me ask you, did you and Tang Shaobai sleep together last night?" asked Luo Cheng sharply.

Gong Ji frowned when she heard this, took Xiaojun's hand and went to the bedroom, trying her best to hide it so that she didn't lose her temper.

L.A. was about to catch up when his cell phone rang suddenly.

When he heard the other man's voice, his face was gloomy, and then he left the small apartment without looking back.

Gong Ji, who entered the bedroom, was worried that Luo Cheng would continue to make trouble, she planned to overcome rigidity with softness, and thought of some wording, just waiting for Luo Cheng to make trouble again, she muttered softly, which would definitely calm the man's anxiety.

She had a wishful thinking, and when Los Angeles chased after her, she turned the steel into a finger twister.

After waiting and waiting to see Luo Cheng back to the bedroom, Gong Ji looked at the hall curiously, only to see that there was no one and there was no trace of Luo Cheng.

Isn't it, the man got angry and ran away on his own?

This temperament is inevitably too disgusting, and his temper stinks to death. A handful of old people, still eat inexplicable vinegar. However, does this prove that the man actually cares too much about her?

Gong Ji thought that Luocheng would come back when his anger was gone, but who knew that there was no trace of Luocheng for a few days.

At first, she didn't pay attention to it, but after a long time, she faintly felt uneasy.

Is L.A. really angry, so he hasn't contacted her until now?Or is there something happening in L.A.?

Gong Ji sat in the editor-in-chief's office, looking at the mobile phone number of Los Angeles in a daze.

Now she is the editor-in-chief of the magazine, not as much pressure as she thought, after all, with Gilly's assistance, what she has to do is to do her best to increase the circulation of the magazine, and then raise the welfare of the magazine's employees.

The work of the magazine is not so difficult to deal with, but her own affairs are a little tricky.

Gilly knocked on the door for the second time and entered, and saw that Gong Ji was still looking at the name of Los Angeles in a daze.

She stepped forward and quipped: "If you want to fight, you can fight, you have hesitated for so long, I am really blessed to you!"

They are already husband and wife, is it necessary to make a phone call and think about it for so long?

"Correct your work attitude and close the door when you go out!" Gong Ji came back to her senses and glanced at Gilly angrily.

"Yes, Editor-in-Chief!" Gilly replied with a smile and exited the office.

When the door was closed, Gong Ji mustered up the courage to dial the phone in Los Angeles.

Even if you're angry, it's been a few days, so it should be a lot better, right?

With this in mind, she felt that communication with Los Angeles should not be a problem.

As soon as the phone was connected, she was about to open her mouth happily, but Los Angeles rushed ahead of her and said coldly, "It's in a meeting!"

Without waiting for her to reply, L.A. hung up.

Gong Ji looked at the blackened phone screen in disbelief, when will this man's stinky temper be changed?

There was a small voice in her heart saying, in fact, the surname Luo is still angry, and the angry person is the biggest, not to mention the most jealous Mr. Luo?

She quickly found an excuse for herself to forgive L.A., and when it was almost 12 o'clock, she dialed it again.

Who knew that before the connection, Luo Cheng said coldly: "I'm eating." ”

In three concise words, the man hung up her phone again, still not giving her a chance to speak.