C192 An Inexplicable Temper

Yan Tine's deep voice came from the other end of the phone. Wen Yuan didn't need to think much to know that this person was angry. Immediately, she could only sit up from the sofa and smile as she spoke ingratiatingly.

"Aiya, how could I not remember? You are Director Yan, my husband."

You know that I am your husband, but you still forget to call me!?

It was not easy to hear Wen Yuan's voice