"Hello, I am his wife; he is taking a bath right now."
The gentle and charming voice reached Chen Guo'er's ears.
She couldn't help but grip her phone a bit tighter.
An Nuonuo's voice was too pleasant; calling it the sound of heaven wouldn't be an exaggeration.
Even as a woman, she found it extremely comforting to listen to.
However, she was not willing to concede defeat to An Nuonuo; the position of Mrs. Jiang should have been hers.
Originally, when she and Jiang Xu became desk mates, their relationship was very good.
If she had continued to stay by Jiang Xu's side, it wouldn't have been An Nuonuo's turn at all, the girl from the next class.
Various thoughts flashed through Chen Guo'er's mind in a second, and she said, "So, you are Mrs. Jiang; hello, I'm Chen Guo'er, Jiang Xu's desk mate from freshman year of high school."
"Oh," An Nuonuo realized, "Is there something important? I'll have him call you back later if you'd like."
