Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 709
Janessa officially joined the news agency after a month of work. To wee her, a weekend dinner
was set to celebrate for her. Janessa was kind, upright, and beautiful, so in less than a month, all the
colleagues in the news agency liked her very much. The director of the editorial department thought
that she was single because she always came and went alone, then she specially pushed all the male
colleagues around Janessa during the dinner.
As a result, Janessa was surrounded by male colleagues.
“Do you usually like sports?” the male colleague A asked.
“What fruit do you like the most?” the male colleague B asked.
“Do you like tea?” the male colleague C asked.
“What color do you like?” asked the male colleague D.
“What kind of movie do you like to watch the most?” asked the male colleague E.
Janessa took a sip of the peach juice and smiled politely. “Sorry, I have a boyfriend.”
“What?” The male colleagues were quite surprised. “But you … went to and from work alone and your
boyfriend never picked you up. Moreover, you have never posted your boyfriend on Moments.”
“Is there a connection? I can’t go to and from work myself when I’m in love? I don’t like to expose my
life in Moments. Is that a problem?” She asked.
The colleagues were speechless at her retort.
What she said was right.
“What does your boyfriend do?” the male colleague A asked.
“Work.”
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Janessa remembered thatst night when Armando came back, his eyes were red. He was more
hardworking than anyone else, and he cherished everything at the moment than anyone else, whether
it was work or love.
Janessa suddenly felt sorry for him like this. Recently, she even made poached eggs early as breakfast
for him. Since that night, Armando moved in with Janessa and discharged the cleaner. When they went
back in the evening, only they were left in the apartment.
Hidden and happy.
“We are also working.” The male colleagues changed the topic andter discussed work.
Janessa drank a few mouthfuls of wine and was called out by the director. The director was a kind
middle-aged woman with sses. “I heard you have a boyfriend?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, that’s my fault. You should change your seat. I thought you didn’t have a boyfriend.” The director
smiled. “I’ll let them knowter.”
“Thank you.” Janessa nodded at her.
“When will you treat us to wedding candy?” The director smilingly left.
“Sure, of course,” Janessa smiled.
After the director left, sheughed at herself. A wedding … might be impossible in her life.
At 8:30 in the evening, Janessa took a taxi back to the gate of the neighborhood. When she got out of
the taxi, she saw Armando standing at the door. She turned around in surprise after paying. “What are
you doing here? Didn’t I say I was back?”
“I’m afraid you will get drunk. How much did you drink?” Armando leaned closer to sniff her face.
“How could I get drunk at a colleague gathering? I only drank two sses.” She made a victory
gesture.
Armando helped take off two high heels for her. Then, he turned around and squatted down. “Come
up.”
Janessa looked back and saw that there were passers-by around them. Since no one noticed them,
she gently leaned over, hugged his neck, and said softly, “I sit there every day and I don’t feel it tiring to
wear high heels.”
“I want to carry you on my back,” Armando said as he carried her into the neighborhood.
Janessa did not speak, burying her head in the back of his neck and smelling the scent of his body. It
was the smell of young people. It mixed with the perfume of her, making her feel at ease.
Janessa closed her eyes until Armando carried her into the room and ced her on the sofa.
He went to the bathroom to get a massage basin, and every night when he came back, he would fill a
basin of rose petal water to soak Janessa’s feet and also massage them.
When he brought the water over, he asked, “Have you eaten?”
“Not yet. I’ll just eat a little.” Armando put her foot into the basin, then kissed her face. “You soak in it for
a while.”
He entered the kitchen.
As Janessa sat on the sofa and watched his busy back, she took a photo of him with her phone. After
pondering for a while, she posted it on her Moments visible only to her.
With a word: Him.
Armando’s phone on the coffee table had a WeChat notification. Janessa looked at it and found a girl
sending him a voice message.
“Someone sent you a WeChat message,” Janessa shouted to the kitchen.
“Oh.”
“Can I check it?” Janessa asked.
“What?” Armando poked his head out.
Janessa picked up his phone. “A girl sent you a message. I’ll check it.”
Armando smiled briefly. “Alright.”
Janessa entered the password that she had known a long time ago. He had never changed it for ten
years.
The screensaver was andscape picture that she had once taken and the interface was clean, with
neither entertainment apps, nor any apps to watch video games. In addition to contact and WeChat,
there were several apps introducing archaeological knowledge for ancient artifacts.
When she opened WeChat, she found her at the top.
Thetest message was from her, one telling him that she would be back soon.
She was the only one pinned to the top.
Janessa slid down and finally saw a red unread message. There was no remark and the girl’s screen
name was a small porcin bowl.
Janessa opened the chat box and found that this girl had sent a lot of messages before, but Armando’s
reply was brief. They asionally talked about cultural relics and sometimes the girl would ask where
the food here was delicious. However, Armando did not reply to this kind of question.
Janessa opened the voice message to listen carefully.