Su Ruowan covered her microphone and shrunk in her seat. She said shyly in a low voice," I'm your wife. Of course I care about you.""
Perhaps it was because they were about to hold a wedding, Su Ruowan always felt that even hearing his voice now was sweet. No wonder people said that two people must have a wedding when they get married. This feeling was really different.
"Heh." Jing Muchen smiled happily on the other end. His voice was magnetic and mellow. It was like an electric current when it passed through the microphone, causing Su Ruowan's heart to feel like it was thumping. Her face unconsciously carried a sweet smile, causing Zhou Meimei, who was opposite her, to look at her frequently.
"Alright, I won't talk about it anymore. Work hard then. I'm hanging up."Su Ruowan said.
"Or..." Jing Muchen hesitated." You're coming with me?"
