Su Miaomiao's words touched her fans even more.
Without her asking, they all flooded into the live stream room for her three meals a day, spontaneously starting to send gifts.
[Wife, I'm here.]
[Supporting my wife, my wife is the best.]
[Wife, can I stand up from kneeling yet?]
Before a few messages got through, they were drowned out by the conspicuous number one rank's full-screen gifts.
My Wife
Such an eyesore and yet so helpless ID.
At this moment, in the CEO's office at the top floor of Dingsheng Group.
Xie Yuan sat behind his desk, frowning coldly as he looked at the cellphone in his hand.
Jiangyuan came in with documents, reporting the afternoon's schedule.
"Mr. Xie?"
Catching a glimpse of Xie Yuan's unusual expression, he paused his work.
It seemed that since noon, Mr. Xie had been fiddling with his cellphone? This would have been impossible before, could there be some urgent matter?
"Assistant Jiang."
Xie Yuan spoke coldly, handing over the cellphone.
