Yan Huan held the laptop tightly in her arms.
"I'm not letting you use it."
She locked the laptop in the cabinet upon saying that.
Luo Lin resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "Yan Huan, do you have to be so petty?"
Yan Huan did not feel like explaining, nor was she going to say that the laptop actually belonged to Lu Yi. She was afraid that it might be damaged if other people started to use it, therefore she would not even use it herself. She was afraid that doing so would subject the laptop to wear and tear.
She stepped toward her bed, took off her shoes and tucked herself in under the quilt, getting ready to sleep.
"Yan Huan, you have many TV show appointments. Do you know that?"
Luo Lin was really fed up this time, therefore she went to the bedside and tugged at the quilt forcefully. "Do you really have to be so depressed and zombie-like just because Lu Yi is dead now?"
