Jane Sampson and James Black left the studio and went straight to the pet hospital. After one night, the wife of the Great General was still the same, no change; if it wasnât for the veterinarian saying the situation was stable, Jane Sampson would be worried about the wife of the Great Generalâs health.
After spending more than half an hour at the pet hospital with the Great General, the two of them returned to the Black Residence. Upon arriving home, Jane Sampson heard from Aunt that there was delicious food made at noon, so she went straight to the kitchen. After James Black entered the door, he glanced at Jane Sampson, who wasnât paying attention to him, and then went straight upstairs to the study.
Jane Sampson stayed in the kitchen for a short while, secretly ate two pieces of fried ribs behind Auntâs back, then left the kitchen feeling fully satisfied, muttering to herself and missing the taste of the spicy crawfish from that day at noon.
Exiting the kitchen, Jane Sampson went straight to the living room, expecting James Black to be there brewing tea at this time, but to her surprise, he was nowhere to be found.
She glanced into the courtyard with curiosity, didnât see anyone there either, and didnât bother about where James Black might be. Taking her mobile phone to the sofa, she wanted to find and read the novel "The Presidentâs Wife is Not Human."
However, as soon as she took out her mobile phone, she first noticed a new WhatsAPP message notification.
It was from Alexander Forest.
Upon opening, it was a photo.
It was a screenshot of a WhatsAPP chat history.
Jane Sampson clicked to view the original image, finally seeing the content clearly.
It was a chat history between James Black and Alexander Forest, time-stamped just ten minutes ago.
James Black asked Alexander Forest on WhatsAPP.
How do you define being in a relationship?
After reading, Jane Sampson couldnât help but snort with laughter, her fingers flying rapidly as she typed a reply.
How did you answer him? ââ James Blackâs wife.
How could I? Obviously, I told him to go ask google, someone like me who only talks about the body and not the heart, how would I understand? ââ Alexander Forest.
To Alexanderâs response, which seemed somewhat proud, Jane Sampson moved her fingers and then sent back a screenshot to Alexander. Alexander Forest in the office laughed as he opened the screenshot, but upon closer inspection, he was instantly so furious he could explode on the spot.
The screenshot from Jane Sampson was of his profile, showing that Jane had changed his nickname to ââ Breeder Alexander Forest.
Jane Sampson!!!! Do you believe I can have James Black take you to romantic Turkey and then to see Paris in the winter! ââ Alexander Forest
Jane Sampson laughed out loud and sent back a voice message.
"You can only watch as I go to romantic Turkey on my own and then see Paris in winter, enjoy it through all the seasons and return. Knowing that youâre the instigator, James Black would kill you, you know he canât leave the country, silly."
After replying to Alexander Forest, Jane Sampson logged into twitter, thought for a moment, then excitedly ran upstairs, took out the perfume James Black gave her in the morning, placed it in front of the windowsill, added two fresh flowers for adornment, and took several photos of the perfume against the blue sky that could rival an advertising promotional image.
After editing the photos and applying filters, Jane Sampson posted the pictures on twitter.
Winter has arrived, can spring be far behind?
This fragrance smells like love.
The name is also quite enticing.
Lingering afterwards, at dawn. ââ Post-coital early morning.
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ââJane Sampson.
Perhaps because of the person who gave it, or perhaps just because she genuinely liked it, in any case, this perfume became Jane Sampsonâs current favorite, so Jane Sampson recommended it on twitter.