Song Tianmo also heard the phone ringing.
With a cold expression, he pulled out his phone from his pocket. After taking a glance at it, his icy gaze visibly softened.
Without any hesitation, he got up and left the meeting room, leaving the high-ranking executives of the Song Corporation behind.
"Husband, haven't you finished work yet? Are you working overtime today?"
"Soon, half an hour at most. Where are you now? Have you finished your treatment?"
"I finished it a long time ago. I'm waiting for you downstairs at your office. I've been waiting for so long that my back is sore from sitting in the car. It's so uncomfortable. It's windy outside and it's snowing."
"If sitting in the car is uncomfortable and it's cold outside, why didn't you come up? Silly! Hurry up and come inside. Wait for me in the office. I'm in a meeting and it'll be over soon."
"Okay."
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