Jiang An thought of Xiyun and subconsciously felt that Zou Bai would definitely like it. "I heard that after you took over, you forged the ZL Group into an iron plate. I thought you were only interested in the business world."
Zou Bai's deep laughter came from the phone. "I'm not a robot who doesn't have any hobbies but work. It's obvious that your understanding of me is lacking. But it doesn't matter. There will be plenty of time in the future."
When Jiang An heard this, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly again. She rolled her eyes slightly. "Who wants to understand you? Let's sleep. I'm tired. You haven't showered yet, right? Wash up and rest early. It's not the weekend tomorrow."
Hearing Jiang An's concerned tone, Zou Bai lay on his back in the rocking chair and looked at the sky gently. "Alright, you go to sleep quickly. Goodnight, Miss Jiang."
