These days, Su Nian had completely turned her sleep schedule upside down, eating only when she felt her stomach grumbling. Usually, she would go downstairs, cook some noodles, eat, and then continue her drawing. As such, she honestly had no idea how long it's been since she last saw Zheng Haoyu.
At 2 a.m. in her study, Su Nian put down her pencil, lifted her head from the pile of drafts, rubbed her eyes, and sighed as her stomach rumbled. "Ah, sorry for making you suffer, my stomach."
Rushing downstairs to make a bowl of noodles, Su Nian gulped down her meal, when the living room door swung open with a loud bang. "Ahem ahem ahem," Su Nian jumped in surprise, slowly lifting her head to see a tall shadow standing at the entrance of the living room.
Subconsciously, Su Nian swallowed, what on earth was going on? Did someone break into the house?
