At night, Wen Zhe ran into Jian Yiling and Zhai Yunsheng's study. He had a little pillow in his arms.
"Sister Yiling, future brother-in-law, it's already really late. Why are you guys still working?"
Wen Zhe glanced at Jian Yiling's computer and noticed a pile of complex symbols on the screen.
"Sister, my mother told me that you must sleep before ten o'clock. If you don't sleep before then, you will become dumb. It's almost ten o'clock. You should go and sleep! My mother's words are definitely right. Just look at me! I'm very smart. Sufficient sleep plays a part in my intelligence! It enhances one's memory."
Wen Zhe was here to urge Jian Yiling to go to sleep.
"It's alright," Jian Yiling replied. She was used to sleeping late and waking up early.
"No no… It's not alright. You should sleep early," Wen Zhe pouted as he gently shook Jian Yiling's arm.
JIan Yiling hadn't encountered this situation before.
