After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 1694 - 1698: Then What’s Up With Your Pants?

"Was your math teacher your PE teacher?" Jiao Yang turned his head, looking at her as he asked.

He’s 29, and she’s not yet 22, where did this 6-year gap come from?!

"Rounding up!" Mo Bei extended her fingers, "Your birthday is in February, round down, and it’s 28, and mine is in July, round up, and it’s 22. 28 minus 22 is 6 years, so we’re still the same age group!"

This was the first time Jiao Yang heard of such rounding-off methods, clearly an 8-year gap was forcefully turned into 6 years.

Turning his face, he smiled at her, "And then..."

"And then..." Mo Bei lifted the corners of her lips, "We can hang out together."

"Things like nightclubs and car racing, I used to be into 6 years ago, but it’s not for me anymore." Jiao Yang glanced over the half shoe print on her pant leg and frowned slightly, "Don’t tell me you’ve been fighting with others again!"

Stamps on pant legs early in the morning, how odd.

Mo Bei looked at his face in confusion, "No way!"

"So what’s up with your pants then?" Jiao Yang asked.

Mo Bei lowered her face to look at her pants, hurriedly bent down to brush away the shoe print, "Oh, that must’ve been from the bus ride, an accidental rub-off!"

Riding a bus?!

Jiao Yang was slightly shocked inside, watching her bend over, hitting her pants, and just felt a slight ache in his heart.

He knew well about Beijing’s bus situations, seeing her, an Eldest Miss brought up in comfort, actually squeezing onto a bus was really unexpected for him.

"Tonight, afternoon, follow me home."

Mo Bei straightened up, "Why?"

"I’ll get you a car." Jiao Yang said.

"Well, thanks then!" Mo Bei didn’t refuse.

The two walked together towards the office direction, Jiao Yang handed the documents in his hand to Amy, "Handle Mo Bei’s entry procedures, and also instruct the finance department to settle Mo Wen’s salary and give it to her."

Amy held the documents and left, Jiao Yang brought Mo Bei into the office, and gently clapped his hands, "Let me introduce, this is our new assistant, everyone welcome!"

Everyone raised their faces, looked at Mo Bei, noticed her somewhat familiar face, but each showed a face of doubt.

"Hello everyone, I’m Mo Bei." Mo Bei smiled at everyone, "Do I look familiar to you? A few days ago, my brother Mo Wen worked here, we’re siblings, everyone says we look alike."

"Where it’s just alike, you’re like twins!" A young assistant immediately stood up, "Mo Bei, where’s your brother?"

"Well... he went abroad for his PhD." Mo Bei laughed, "Brother says you’re all very good colleagues, hopefully, we can work well together."

Having decided to return to Asia View again, Mo Bei had long prepared a set of words.

Watching the young girl with a glib tongue, easily fooling all the office girls, Jiao Yang just shook his head.

Luckily she’s a girl, if she were a boy, she’d have more emotional debts than he does.

"President Jiao, your phone." said an assistant.

"Transfer it to my office!" Jiao Yang strode into the office, picked up the receiver, "Hello? Who is this?!"

"It’s me, Leng Zimo." On the other end, it was the deep voice of Leng Zimo.

"Zimo?" Jiao Yang was a bit surprised, "What’s up?"