At the very least, she would not be as tired as she was now.
Xu Moyan nodded. She knew what Zheng Yuntong meant.
She returned to her bedroom without a word, but she did not dare to let herself calm down. Sending the video in her phone to her computer, she began to edit it, adding subtitles and background music.
Once she was done with all that, it was already seven.
At first, Xu Moyan wanted to upload the video to Weibo, but when she saw the time, she got a shock. She was about to go make dinner when she saw that her bedroom door was not open, and Zheng Yuntong had already walked in. She was even holding two boxes of traditional pickled vegetable-flavored instant noodles, complete with hot water.
Instant noodles were not healthy, but the fragrance of the additives and flavorings wafted through the air, intensified by the steam from the hot water. As Zheng Yuntong walked in, the smell quickly filled up the whole room.
