Xiu Yu wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply before releasing her and asking, "So, are you heading back now?"
"Yeah, I'm leaving right away. My classmates are waiting for me at the lab."
Reluctantly, Xiu Yu embraced her again. Then, as something came to mind, he excitedly said, "Little Qiao, the Spring Rain Tape Recorder has finally solved all its problems and will go into production next month."
"Really?" Qingyu was delighted as well. She looked up at Xiu Yu and sincerely praised, "You guys are the best."
Xiu Yu, bubbling with enthusiasm, took his wife to the study and brought out a sample. Casually inserting a cassette and pressing a button, a melodious song began to play through the speaker, sounding quite pleasant, almost like it was coming from a sound system.
Qingyu was completely clueless about these matters. Even if Xiu Yu explained it to her, she didn't quite grasp it.
