"Latest chapter!"
Bai Muchuan's words reminded Xiang Wan.
For an online novelist, updating their latest chapters were more important than their life!
Hence, Xiang Wan automatically ignored her embarrassment, pride, as well as Bai Lu's cold treatment, and stayed in the guest room of the Bai residence. She locked the room and started working on her latest chapter within the privacy of the room.
Huff!
It was peaceful, quiet, and empty. She felt so reassured.
Xiang Wan was using Fang Yuanyuan's laptop, so it was not as smooth.
She slowly wrote:
The nights at the detention center were long and cold; not even a hint of summer heat could permeate through.
Ah Sheng sat alone in the dark, his figure small and fatigued. It was another day of endless interrogation,his willpower had almost deserted him.
The soul drew away, and he thought of death.
Maybe death would be the best way to escape from it all.
