My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy
Chapter 555 Look at people's twenties

"Then let him go to hell and don't call me again."

He then blacked out the number and went inside the amusement park with a cold face.

The moment he turned around, his eyes, however, were unconsciously red.

It was already after six o'clock when Jocelyn returned to Flento City.

Noah was in his office, looking into his laptop, giving a meeting to the staff of various departments.

The computer screen is split into several pieces.

One piece represents a sector.

In each piece, there are people sitting all over the place.

Noah is dressed in a white shirt with black trousers, all over his body, without a single crease in sight.

With a loose black haircut, he looks handsome.

His expression was extremely focused, with a clear and cold look in his eyes and a powerful aura that was enough to shock everyone.

All the employees of the various departments of the company, all sitting upright, listened to what he had to say.

Even though he was not at his heels, no one, however, dared to treat this meeting casually.

Jocelyn originally wanted to make another trip back to Murphy Group, but seeing how late it was, she planned to go home.

So, she drove all the way forward while calling Noah.

"I'm ready to go home. Have you arrived home yet? I want to eat your handmade food tonight." Jocelyn asked straightforwardly.

On the other side of the phone, Noah was still sitting in front of his laptop, because just now his hand had accidentally touched the amplification, at this moment Jocelyn's voice spread out in the office. The staff at the bottom, who were listening carefully to Noah, were all shocked.

Noah didn't care, he just unhurriedly cancelled the amplification, got up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the congested city below his feet and said, "Sure, what kind of food do you want to eat?"

Although Noah had walked away, the employees in the various departments could still hear clearly.

The crowd on camera looked increasingly bizarre.

Jocelyn, "Just your usual cooking will do, are you home?"

Noah, "Well, I'm in a meeting. will be home soon."

Jocelyn, "Forget it then, I'll cook myself."

Noah, "No need. Wait for me to come home and cook for you, I'll be done here soon."

Jocelyn, "I'll go get the groceries then."

Noah, "Okay."

The two then hung up at the same time.

Noah slowly turned around, resumed his indifferent face and returned to the front of the computer.

On the screen, the employees, whose eyes were full of weird expressions, saw him coming and all of them returned to sitting upright.

"Okay, that's it for today's meeting." Noah said indifferently.

He then closed the computer.

The next second, the whole company exploded, the general company group went straight to madness.

[Didn't we say that the meeting was going to last until 7:00 today? Madame said she wanted to eat and then he left?]

[Actually, I don't think we have anything to be shocked about, do we? It's not the first time we've seen him like this.]

[I'm curious now, how did Jocelyn manage to be able to call on our president so freely?]

[What I'm more curious about is what methods Jocelyn used to get a man like Noah to dote on her so much.]

[I personally suggest that Madame publish a book on how to tame her husband, it will definitely sell well.]

Because Noah was not in this group, so people chatted more recklessly.

On the other hand, in the special assistant's office, Tom was staring at the messages in the group.

Looking at what the staff said, Tom silently pushed the silver silk-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose, thinking: in fact, what you are curious about, I am also curious.

Jocelyn first went to the supermarket and bought groceries, after which she carried her things and returned home.

She had just arrived home and Noah entered the door.

Noah has a black suit casually slung over his arm, obviously tired from a long day, but not a trace of fatigue on his body.

Seeing Jocelyn, his cold, austere face instantly had a smile on it, "Heavy?"

With that, he lifted the large shopping bag she was holding into his own hands.

Jocelyn shook her head, "I am not that pretentious, it's not heavy."

Noah doted and lightly rubbed her hair, "Alright, go and sit down, I'll go and cook for you."

"How about I help you? I'll work with you on the ingredients." Jocelyn asked with interest.

"I'll do it, you go and get some rest. It's been a tiring day."

"But I'm not tired." Jocelyn's voice, as soft and sticky as ever, said.

Noah, "Play games then, do you marry me for cooking?"

Jocelyn, "You'll spoil me."

In the light of the lamp, the woman he loved grew more and more beautiful.