"Boss!"
"Boss!"
"Have you checked the Internet cable? Is there a problem?" Mu Ci interrupted them before they could speak.
"Boss, we must have seen wrongly just now."
"Otherwise, we must be too tired and hallucinating."
Mu Ci's expression was not good as he glared at them. "In your hearts, I'll never be able to get a wife in my life, right?"
No one dared to speak in the video.
Mu Ci pointed the camera at Bei Shuo, who was concentrating on uploading the photos.
"Remember, this is Bei Shuo, my wife. I've signed a prenuptial agreement, which is equivalent to making a will. If I'm not around one day, all my assets will belong to her. You will work for her the way you work for me." Mu Ci turned the computer back. His voice was as calm as if he was narrating what dishes he had for dinner.
"Boss!" The four of them exclaimed in unison, causing Bei Shuo to look over in shock.
