"Boss, what are you so busy with? You don't have a girlfriend or a family, people who don't know any better might think you have a wife to accompany."
"..."
"Hmm." The man's low and magnetic voice was husky and dark with a deep undertone as his profound eyes rested on Su Ran.
"..." Su Ran quietly turned her head, looking at the scenery outside the window.
Hmm.
Hmm??
"Boss, you... beep beep beep..."
A busy tone came from the phone.
At this moment.
In a high-class club in Yong City, Mo Shangjie held his phone with a dumbfounded expression.
Hmm.
The boss actually said hmm?
He stared at the phone for a long time and couldn't pop out a word.
"What's the matter?"
The man leaning nearby asked.
Mo Shangjie threw the phone on the coach and glanced at the man, his voice melancholic:
"He said he has to accompany his wife."
Seven simple words, yet he spoke them through gritted teeth as if there was a mix of resentment and reluctance in his tone.
"Really?"
