As Zhuang Nainai stood up, held her cup, and walked over, Si Zhengting, who was staring at the display screen sulkily, calmly stretched out his long, slender fingers and tapped the keyboard for a couple of times. The content on the screen then changed in an instant.
After pouring a cup of water for herself and returning to her bed, he tapped the keyboard a couple more times, and the content that was originally on the screen returned again.
That was a chat box. While its surroundings were completely black, strangely, there were only white words displayed in the middle.
However, upon taking a closer look at it, one would realize that those white words were actually Zhuang Nainai's text messages!
At this moment, Su Jinhui had already replied, "You're receiving your salary tomorrow? So, we'll meet tomorrow afternoon?"
Fortunately, Zhuang Nainai still had a conscience. "I'm meeting someone else for lunch in the afternoon. At night, then?"
