The golden sunlight spread through the window like a sheet of gold-stitched sand covering Ji Jiayan from head to toe. It was as if the smile was like the sunlight outside the window with a warm temperature.
Xiao Yuming's voice was slightly hoarse." Morning ……"
He couldn't help but imagine how happy it would be if he could greet Ji Jiayan like this every morning and say good morning!
The two of them packed up and drove back to the city. The music played by the radio echoed in the carriage, making Xiao Yuming feel that time was quiet.
"There's a message posted next. Yesterday Mo Family the president, Mo Qinglan suddenly announced the wedding next month. The bride's identity was kept secret. The public was discussing it ……"
The radio host's voice was elegant and carried a hint of regret.
