She rubbed the part of her chest where her heart was at and took two deep breaths before she answered the call. "Hello."
"It's me, Han Zhuoling." Han Zhuoling's voice sounded from the phone.
As his face could not be seen, with the phone against her ear, only his voice could be heard. His voice that was originally nice to hear to begin with was amplified at this moment, making it even more alluring.
His low voice seemed to have a magnetic pull to it. In such situations where only the voice could be heard, the virtues of his voice only seemed to be magnified boundlessly, making him even more sexy and seductive.
"Young Master Ling," Shi Xiaoya immediately called. As she said that, she stood up immediately.
As she was nervous and her actions were too big, even the swivel chair was pushed backward when she stood up.
