Compared to the rest of the Yu family, Yu Xiheng was the one who truly cared for her.
"Aiya!" Yu Tang slapped her forehead. "I was so excited to see Qingqing that I forgot to tell her she's been nominated for the Nine Realms Award."
Yu Xiheng looked up. "Nine Realms Award?"
Covering her mouth, Yu Tang chuckled, "Uncle Nine, sometimes I think you two are a perfect match, both stuck in the 2G era."
Yu Xiheng gave her a glance, saying nothing as he took out his phone and began contacting the director of RM.
His English was fluent, with a standard British accent, making it very pleasant to listen to.
At this moment, fully immersed in work, his brows and eyes appeared calm, his features even more handsome and distinguished.
Yu Xiheng spoke slowly, "Yes, that's correct."
"Wait!" Yu Tang, whose English was also excellent, sensed something amiss. She suddenly realized, "Uncle Nine, RM isn't yours, is it?!"
