Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 623
Dressed in a military uniform, Mason looked like he was a man of abstinence! However, she was the only one who knew that it was just an illusion. As Mason cleared his throat, slyness flickered in his eyes.
At that moment, the reporters realized that Janet had arrived, so they all pointed their cameras at her. In front of the cameras, Mason stretched out his arm to shake Janet’s hand. “Hello, Miss Jackson.”
The corner of her lips turned up as she said respectfully, “You’re the chief instructor?”
Before Mason could respond, a man stepped forward from the side and stood between the two of them. With his back toward Mason, he introduced himself to Janet. “I’m the chief commander, Miss Jackson, but Mr. Lowry here will be filming the video with you today.”
“I see. It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Lowry.” Janet smiled. In her opinion, the chief instructor’s briefing didn’t seem to matter at all. In fact, what mattered was that she was actually going to film the recruitment video with Mason today. Besides that, they even had to act like they had just met, even though they were already well-acquainted. How bizarre.
After the chief instructor was done briefing them, Janet and Mason went to the training camp together.
When it was time to shoot the video, the chief instructor came to her side all of a sudden. “Miss Jackson, please fix your collar. Your mosquito bites are showing,” he uttered as his hands reached out to fix her collar.
At once, Janet became rigid as she blinked. To her surprise, Mason stepped forward to stand between them and blocked the chief instructor’s hand within the next second. “Let me fix it for you, Miss Jackson.” The man’s voice sounded cold and tinged with a hint of irritation.
“Thank you, Mr. Lowry,” Janet responded and turned around.
Although the interview hadn’t started, the reporters couldn’t resist taking pictures of them when they saw this scene. At the same time, they somehow felt like there was love in the air.
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