Yang Zui left the room silently. President He really couldn't be blamed for being suspicious. After all, it was really hard not to be doubtful given what his wife had done before.
He Xun looked at his wife's photo on the table. He was certain he loved her, and it was unquestionable that she was becoming more and more like the one he saw in his dreams.
But after what happened with Nie Suijing, he really didn't dare to take the risk.
His wife was his heart. Should he lose the bet, his heart would perish. It was tantamount to death.
He Xun held his breath and felt vexed. He didn't realize what he had done at all when a sweet voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Husband, you're not busy anymore?"
This voice pulled He Xun's consciousness back. Only then did he realize that he had unconsciously called Chen Wei'er.
"Yes, I have just finished my work." He Xu swallowed as his voice turned low and hoarse.
