After taking a shower, Zhou Ze changed into a new set of clothes and sat on the sofa downstairs. It was only the second half of the night, and it was still early before daybreak, but Zhou Ze was no longer sleepy.
After a normal person had that dream, it would probably be difficult for them to go back to sleep in a short period of time.
Bai Yingying made Zhou Ze a cup of coffee and served it to him. Then, she stood beside him, like a child who had done something wrong, at a loss.
Zhou Ze waved his hand to indicate that she was fine. She could go up to rest or play games, but Bai Yingying was still unwilling to leave. In her opinion, whether it was intentional or not, she had indeed absorbed the baleful aura from Zhou Ze's body, and her boss's body had clearly not fully recovered.
This was like a person who was already seriously ill, but he was still partying every night. He was really courting death.
