Chasing My Pregnant Wife

The meeting lasted around one and a half hours. Leaders of the city, officials overseeing key industries, and executives of the finance industry were gathered in the meeting room. After the meeting ended, Christopher stood around the hall chatting with some people.

"Mr. Jackson, do you want to join us for lunch?"

Christopher saw Sydney approaching him from a distance, and said, "You guys go ahead first."

After a while, Sydney stood before Christopher with a bag in her arms.

Christopher surveyed her from head to toe.

"Why do you look so listless? Did you not rest well?"

He noticed her looking distracted during the meeting.

Sydney shot him a weak smile. "I slept a little later last night. Mr. Jackson, I learned a lot from what you shared at the meeting just now."

At the very least, he didn't just spout politically correct clichés.

Many leaders seem to say much, but in fact say nothing at all. They are usually unable to articulate themselves without a script.

Christopher was a man of few words, but the few words he spoke were always useful. He was also capable of speaking his mind without a script, regardless of the scenario. "They're getting together for lunch," Christopher said. "Do you want to join them?"

down with a smile. "I

case, I

to hear his

licking that I'm tired of. I just want to enjoy my lunch in peace and quiet. Do you have any recommendations

pondering for a moment, Sydney asked, "What kind of cuisine do

"I'm not used to

a local restaurant nearby that's

from her bag. "It's this place. Their

her and glanced at it.

"Are you

"Yes. Are you

respond to the sudden invitation. Had it been anyone else, she would have rejected the other party outright,

Christopher said;

rejected an order, given her rebellious streak. Christopher, however, asked very courteously, which in turn made it harder for her to reject

want to. I just want to treat you to lunch, that's all. I don't mean anything

an

calm and unperturbed throughout as

elated at Sydney

them got into the