I Only Want You novel Chapter 16

James Lu had always paid great attention to his appearance, so he would avoid going to work in the name of recuperation when his head looked the way it was. He was always known for being elegantly refined and impeccably handsome. He was not going to show this ridiculous sight to the rest of the company like a monkey in a zoo.

He was usually so busy that he actually had difficulty adjusting now that he had spare time on his hands, especially since he just stayed in his room all day long. He felt like everything in the room annoyed him.

With nothing else to do, he called Isaac Bai over to drink.

Isaac came quickly. As soon as he entered the door, he sat on the sofa and rubbed his eyebrows. It seemed like he was extremely tired.

"Hey, I called you over to talk and drink with me, why the hell are you playing dead?" James twisted his eyebrows.

Isaac glanced at him and said, "You think everyone's like you? Remote controlling companies with a phone? I use my technical SKILLS to make a living, and it's tiring alright?"

"Your family wanted you to work for the company, it's not my fault you wanted to be a saint."

James was talking when a "ding-dong" sound came from his computer, notifying him of a new email. He walked over and opened the mail, and Elizabeth Liang's information appeared in front of him.

It wasn't a long read, but he looked through it for a long time.

When he finished reading the entire email, his lips were pressed into a thin line, indicating that he was not in a good mood.

He remembered what Elizabeth had said to him in the hospital. She said that she had no choice but to marry him. Ha! According to the documents, she really did have no choice.

Not only did her own family steal from her, the way they drove her out like that...

He lit a cigarette in frustration. The more he smoked, the more frustrated he became.

August Liang? He'll remember that name.

Benjamin Cheng, who arrived later, looked at James's gloomy face, then asked Isaac sitting on the sofa, "What's wrong with him?"

Isaac spread his hands. "Who knows?"

"I mean his head."

"Oh that... ask him yourself."