"Taking you for morning exercise?" Rock Bell imdiately thought of the reason, "Who’s to bla for you being lazy and lacking exercise in the first place? He’s doing it for your own good. You have no right to be mad. I wholeheartedly support what he’s doing."
"Sister Tin, don’t judge . You’re always sitting in the office all day and you don’t exercise either," Jane Sampson protested. "If you can do it, why can’t I?"
"Because I’m lucky to have found a husband who won’t drag out of bed at 5:30 in the morning to exercise," Rock Bell chuckled, "Daniel Taylor is always so busy, his feet don’t even touch the ground. Whenever he takes a vacation, he just wants to stick to the bed and not co down. It’s unlikely he’s going to be so cruel as to drag to exercise. The only exercise he likes involves the bed with ."
"..." Jane Sampson couldn’t handle Rock Bell’s sudden shift to ’driving’ mode, so she quickly changed the subject. "Sister Tin, let’s get to the point. You definitely have other reasons for calling ."
"Even after being married for so many years, you still get embarrassed so easily," Rock Bell teased before getting to the point. "There’s a reality show next month on the 20th inviting you and Jas Black to participate. It’s a couple’s interactive reality show. A few episodes have already aired, and I found it quite interesting. I wanted to get your thoughts."
Even though she was mad at Jas Black, Jane Sampson still kept her wits about her.
"No way. Jas Black cannot appear on screen," Jane Sampson said.
"I know. I already told the program crew that Jas Black can’t be on cara. Director King over there said they’d only film his back or just focus on his hands during the questionnaire," Rock Bell explained. "Jas Black’s face won’t be shown."
"That’s still not okay. What if soone recognizes Jas Black just by his back or hands? It’s not out of the question. People who know him can definitely recognize him," Jane Sampson insisted.
She was genuinely concerned. For example, if soone saw Jas Black on TV during his mission and identified him from the closeup of his hands, that would be a big deal.
The people Jas Black interacts with aren’t blind or stupid; they’d definitely recognize him from a back view or a close-up shot.
"Alright, I’ll tell the program crew about your situation. If they have no other solution, we’ll decline," Rock Bell nodded. "And it’s a coincidence that the recording date is next month on the 20th, which happens to be the anniversary of you and Jas Black getting your marriage certificate, right?"
"Yes," Jane Sampson nodded.
"Your Father Black gave you a JSY. What are you going to prepare for your Father Black?" Rock Bell was purely gossiping out of curiosity.
Jane Sampson didn’t respond imdiately. She walked to the place near the study in the living room before speaking up.
"I’ll give him a big wax gourd!" Jane Sampson’s temper flared, and she glanced at Jas Black in the study, deliberately shouting, "I hate Jas Black the most! What anniversary? I don’t even want to spend it with him! He’s so annoying. He doesn’t even help massage my sore feet. He doesn’t care about at all. I’m not giving him any gift!"
With that said, Jane Sampson withdrew her gaze and continued loudly, "Don’t ever bring up Jas Black with again. I can’t stand him!"
"..." Rock Bell was at a loss for words.
Jane, the Drama Queen Monkey King of Sampson.
Those words weren’t ant for her to hear; they were directed at Jas Black, with her using the phone call as an excuse.
Rock Bell wasn’t worried at all about Jane Sampson and Jas Black fighting. With Jane Sampson’s soft and warm temperant, Father Black could easily coax her, and she’d be smiling sweeter than candy again.
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