Jane Sampson thought, when Coco Edwards gets married, she could use her own money to buy Coco a house.
She would rember how Coco protected her without fear in tis of danger.
After hanging up the phone, Jane Sampson repeated to Jas Black what Coco had said; Jas showed a bit of surprise, then grunted an affirmation and praised, "Coco is a good person."
The fact that Coco wasn’t tempted at all by such a large amount as a house shows that she indeed has good character, and that Coco truly understands her current situation.
"She is good," Jane Sampson nodded, "Being with her feels really comfortable; there’s no idol baggage at all. I don’t need to mind my manners, I can just play gas with her and eat delicious food together."
Having said that, Jane Sampson stared at Jas Black for a mont, thought about it, then tiptoed up and gave Jas Black a peck on the lips, "You’re also great, thank you."
There were arrangents she hadn’t thought of yet, but Jas Black had already considered them for her.
After Coco returned to Capital Province, Jane Sampson’s daily routine included making nourishing soups for Coco, which directly resulted in both Harry Little Money and Jas Black’s rapid weight gain.
Harry Little Money would every day admonish himself to diet, yet couldn’t bear to let go of the lunchbox Jane sent him, whereas Jas Black extended his morning runs and would also make another trip to the gym every evening.
As for Jane Sampson and Coco, their weight didn’t change much, but they appeared much healthier.
In a blink of an eye, it was ti for Jane Sampson to attend the music festival award ceremony. That day, after the lunch break, she rare for her didn’t need to be called by Jas Black, getting rid of any desire to laze in bed. As soon as the alarm clock rang, she swiftly jumped out of bed.
Looking at Jas Black still lying in bed watching her, Jane Sampson giggled, "Once I’m ready, I have to head out. Mr. Carter and his driver will co downstairs to pick up. For dinner, just heat up the leftover dishes in the refrigerator, and I’ll cook you a late-night snack when I co back tonight."
Jas Black propped his head on his hand, lying on his side, watching Jane Sampson go to the bath room to wash her face. After she ca back, she sat at the dressing table and started patting and saring her face.
"Don’t you have a makeup artist appointnt?" Jas Black casually asked, then got out of bed, moved a chair next to Jane Sampson and watched as she applied layer upon layer of costics he couldn’t na onto her face.
"I didn’t make an appointnt; that would an leaving earlier, and it’s cold outside. I can’t be bothered. I’m naturally beautiful, so just doing a light makeup is enough," Jane Sampson declared without any bashfulness when complinting herself.
Especially now, just out of a nap and with a few days of nourishing soups, she didn’t even need to use blush—her cheeks already had a healthy pink.
Jas Black chuckled lowly and didn’t talk to Jane Sampson anymore.
Due to his busy occupation, Jas Black had always been occupied; he never had a day like today, sitting aside and patiently watching the process of Jane Sampson putting on makeup.
When Jane Sampson started to draw her eyebrows with a pencil, Jas Black suddenly spoke up, "Shall I give it a try on the other side?"
Jane Sampson, who was working on her left eyebrow in the mirror, paused her hand slightly, then slowly turned her head to look at Jas Black with a doubtful expression, "Are you up for it?"
Jas Black pondered for a mont and replied, "It doesn’t look hard."
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