In a few minutes, Tang Baona and Yang Zhen'er had arrived in the elevator.
Xiang Kun opened the door to usher them in. The moment they entered and noticed the state of the room, they both froze. Multiple computer towers and peripherals filled the living room, a mix of power cords covering the floor, and it looked chaotic. It was a stark contrast to the previously empty and tidy living room.
"I'm sorry. My room is too small to put all these things so I had to drag them into the living room. I've been focusing on this project lately, so I often forgot to check WeChat, and I've missed a lot of calls..." Xiang Kun explained with a partial truth.
"Big chef Xiang, your room... there are no places left to put food, right?" Yang Zhen'er, holding two bags of breakfast, asked in astonishment.
Tang Baona turned to look at Xiang Kun, "Have you been too busy and not getting enough rest these days? You don't look in good shape."
