Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 623
Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 623
Dressed in a military uniform, Mason looked like he was a man of abstinence! However, she was the
only one who knew that it was just an illusion. As Mason cleared his throat, slyness flickered in his
eyes.
At that moment, the reporters realized that J had arrived, so they all pointed their cameras at her.
In front of the cameras, Mason stretched out his arm to shake J’s hand. “Hello, Miss Jackson.”
The corner of her lips turned up as she said respectfully, “You’re the chief instructor?”
Before Mason could respond, a man stepped forward from the side and stood between the two of
them. With his back toward Mason, he introduced himself to J. “I’m the chiefmander, Miss
Jackson, but Mr. Lowry here will be filming the video with you today.”
“I see. It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Lowry.” J smiled. In her opinion, the chief instructor’s briefing didn’t
seem to matter at all. In fact, what mattered was that she was actually going to film the recruitment
video with Mason today. Besides that, they even had to act like they had just met, even though they
were already well-acquainted. How bizarre.
After the chief instructor was done briefing them, J and Mason went to the training camp together.
When it was time to shoot the video, the chief instructor came to her side all of a sudden. “Miss
Jackson, please fix your cor. Your mosquito bites are showing,” he uttered as his hands reached out
to fix her cor.
At once, J became rigid as she blinked. To her surprise, Mason stepped forward to stand between
them and blocked the chief instructor’s hand within the next second. “Let me fix it for you, Miss
Jackson.” The man’s voice sounded cold and tinged with a hint of irritation.
“Thank you, Mr. Lowry,” J responded and turned around.
Although the interview hadn’t started, the reporters couldn’t resist taking pictures of them when they
saw this scene. At the same time, they somehow felt like there was love in the air.
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As he was fixing her cor, his cold and slender fingers would unconsciously touch the girl’s fair skin.
The collision of two contrasting temperatures created an inexplicable feeling. As J felt a little
ufortable, her eyes dimmed.
Meanwhile, one of the reporters, who was feeling a little awkward, coughed and said seriously, “Miss
Jackson, could you also fix Mr. Lowry’s cor?” How strange. They both have mosquito bites on their
necks.
Upon hearing this, J fell silent for a long moment before reaching out to fix Mason’s cor.
“See? All these red marks came from you.” Mason lifted an eyebrow as the corner of his lips curled up.
His voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.
“Likewise,” she said calmly.
At once, heughed and instinctively reached out to pull her into his arms.
Taking a small step backward, she warned with a calm face, “Please behave yourself, Mr. Lowry!”
Meanwhile, the chief instructor was feeling anxious watching them, so he muttered, “Hurry up, don’t
keep the reporters waiting!”
At this, J and Mason stood straight side by side, whereas the reporters below the stage had long
been filming with the cameras pointed at their faces. A handsome man and a beautiful woman—it was
indeed a lovely sight.
Without dy, a reporter posed the first question. “Why is Mr. Lowry filming with the best trainee this
year?” Obviously, the reporters had prepared these questions in advance.
In response, Mason answered with the lines that were prepared beforehand. “The chief instructor isn’t
feeling well, so he had to find someone to rece him. It just so happens that Miss Jackson’s instructor
this year is from the Lowry family. So, the chief instructor approached me.”