Since Yang Chen entered the room, Lin Ruoxi had already noticed. As a young woman who took over the burden of the company at a young age, she worked tirelessly, often neglecting sleep and constantly worrying. Her phone was always on, and her sleep was never deep.
Yang Chen's gentle and considerate actions made her hesitant to wake up. She didn't know how to face such care from a man, but she also felt that pretending to sleep was inappropriate. She knew she had to face it all eventually.
"Uh... Did I wake you up?" Yang Chen snapped back to reality, feeling somewhat helpless. He thought he had been careful enough, but he still managed to wake her up.
Lin Ruoxi silently looked at Yang Chen for a moment, blinked her eyes, and asked in a clear voice, "Did Qian Ni invite you for dinner? How is she doing?"
"What do you mean?" Yang Chen was puzzled. Why did the first question concern Mo Qian Ni?
"She's not in a good mood today," Lin Ruoxi said.
