When did this scoundrel become so shameless?
Did he practice it all by himself in front of the bathroom mirror every night?
Thinking of that scene, Ye Nanxun can't help but have a small smile pull at her lips.
Upon realizing her mind had wandered once again, Ye Nanxun forcibly tried not to dwell on it, and it worked to some extent. The rest of the afternoon she spent fully immersed in her work. Although the efficiency was not top-notch, she managed to achieve some results. At least, she was fairly satisfied and found it preferable to spending her whole day in the hospital.
She couldn't help wondering how that scoundrel was doing?
Did his fever break?
With assistant Lin around, there shouldn't be any issues.
Ye Nanxun had always felt that Lin Zhou, the assistant, was much more reliable than she was.
In such a daydreaming state, a new song was born in the afternoon.
Ye Nanxun played it again on the piano and was finally satisfied.
"Done!"
