Billionaire Husband Picks Me Home novel Chapter 3

Before Jane could speak, Jeffery left the room in a flash.

Watching his figure disappear, Jane's mind went blank again. Could someone tell her what was going on?

It was strange that the president knew her name, and he also asked her to take responsibility. He seemed to know her, but she had never seen him before!

She patted her head gently, gathered her emotions and went downstairs after putting on her clothes.

She didn't want to have dinner with the president. She always felt that there was something wrong with him, but she couldn't resist. He was the president, and she needed this job. If she disappointed him she will lose her job, it would be a big loss.

Outside the hotel, Jeffery stood beside a luxury car. As the sun began to set, his figure grew longer and leaner. Jane's heart skipped a beat. She walked toward him.

In the restaurant, Jane was no longer calm as she looked at the table full of dishes. Finally, the questions running through her mind, "Have you met me before?"

Otherwise, how could he possibly know her preferences?

It couldn't be a coincidence that the president shared the same taste as her.

Jeffery elegantly put the dishes into her bowl and said lightly, "Yes."

"Then why don't I remember you at all?"

"You may have a poor memory."

Cough*

Jane spat out a mouthful of rice and felt uncomfortable. She was only twenty-four years old, not in her seventies or eighties. How could she have a poor memory?

Moreover, just now she recalled the people she met from kindergarten to work, she didn't met Jeffery at all.