บท 493: Chapter 93: Every One Is Absolutely Plump

Late at night, Jeff sprawled on the bedroom bed, flipping through the materials Martin had given him. After Jessica had put all the kids to bed and tenderly delivered her goodnight kisses, she returned to the bedroom to see the exaggerated tattoo on her man's back. She pressed her hand to her forehead in pain, stood by the bed looking at Jeff for a long while, then hesitated before speaking:

"Jeff, we need to talk."