C283 The President's Little Wife

The morning wind carried a chill as it blew in from outside the window, lifting the curtains by the window, and the wind blew past and then down.

Lan Yinyin stood by the window. There were people coming and going outside and it was very lively. However, she felt a chill from the soles of her feet. "What do you mean by this?"

"Literally!"

The voice in the microphone was cold and indifferent