CEO's Reborn Wife-Chapter 1421 - 1429 Who Are You Trying to Scare

Netizen: Everyone on the internet is shouting, "Jane Sampson, James Carter, get together! Get together!"

Seeing this, Jane Sampson had only one sentence in her mind.

To hell with veteran face-reading masters.

She’s a member of the Black Family, okay?

She’s James Black’s wife, understand?

Are these netizens freaking demons or what?

During the New Year, isn’t it better to peacefully celebrate and enjoy some fireworks? Why scroll through twitter? Why do this to her?

So, Jane Sampson finally understood what that schadenfreude sneer from Peter Gingery was all about.

Yes, these netizens really are a stimulating bunch.

Hearing the sound of the bath room door opening, Jane Sampson guiltily hurried to throw her mobile phone under the pillow, in case James Black came out and asked her what she was looking at.

Feeling guilty, she glanced towards the bath room, met James Black’s gaze, and hurriedly turned away.

Ah, what about that twitter thing, how would she explain?

This guy is really petty, he will definitely be unhappy.

If he’s unhappy, he’ll make things difficult for her.

And it’s late-night, with the perfect time and place, Jane Sampson wouldn’t doubt that if James Black found out, in a fit of anger, he’d make sure she couldn’t leave bed tomorrow.

"What kind of guilty conscience gives you such a shifty look?" James Black said casually as he slid under the quilt next to Jane Sampson and laid down.

"No, nothing," Jane Sampson denied with exceptional decisiveness.

As she spoke, she reached under the pillow to take her phone out, stealthily closed twitter, then placed the mobile phone on the bedhead cabinet. As she turned her head and saw James Black reaching for his phone, she got frightened and pounced on him directly.

"You’re not allowed to play with your phone when it’s time to sleep late at night! Be careful, or you’ll get presbyopia!" Jane Sampson boldly snatched James Black’s phone away and placed it next to hers on the cabinet, then patted the bed, "It’s very late, time to sleep!"

Jane Sampson’s action was so obviously conspicuous that James Black couldn’t help but glance at the two phones on her side of the bedhead cabinet.

"Stop thinking about it, sleep, go to sleep," Jane Sampson mutters in her heart, those trending topics, Sister Tin will handle them, right?

By tomorrow morning, they should no longer be visible.

"Jane Sampson, you think I’m an idiot?" James Black slightly furrowed his eyebrows, but he did not reach for the phone. Instead, he laid back flat and pulled Jane Sampson into his arms, "You can hide on the first day of the lunar month, but not on the fifteenth."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who are you trying to scare?" Jane Sampson blinked.

Isn’t that just nonsense?

If she gets through tonight and the trend dies down, how could he have any clue?

James Black scrutinized Jane Sampson for a full minute before finally switching off the electric light and turning over, pressing her beneath him.

The big grey wolf, who had been hungry for over a month, finally got to savor the little white rabbit he had longed for so much.

Because he cared that Jane Sampson was tired from a day’s work, James Black only wanted her once and then let her go, holding his warm, soft wife to sleep.

Jane Sampson’s nerves had been fully tense for two months due to the Spring Festival Gala, and once liberated, she slept incredibly soundly.

So soundly that the next morning, even the trumpet sound from the guard team couldn’t wake her, until the laughter of Peter Gingery in the living room filtered through the door panel, and she woke up in a daze.

"Peter Gingery, you’re so loud!" Jane Sampson, after getting dressed, opened the room door and yelled at Peter Gingery outside the door before heading back to wash up.