"Not yet, what's the matter?" Gu Hangshen said with one hand propped under his head.
"Gu Hangshen, don't you have anything to say to me?" Gong Xiaoqiao asked.
"No."
A few minutes passed.
The bedroom was once again filled with the sounds of tossing and turning, followed by a whoosh as someone leapt up.
"Gu Hangshen, are you sure you don't have anything to say to me?"
"No, go to sleep."
"Gu Hangshen..."
"It seems you're still insatiable and have too much energy, why not continue watching?"
Gong Xiaoqiao fell silent.
...
The next day at noon.
"What time is it?" Gong Xiaoqiao crawled out from under the covers, her head buried in the pillow, feeling like she hadn't had enough sleep.
At that moment, Gu Hangshen was quietly making a phone call in the living room.
Tang Yu had put the call on speakerphone, and the four men were listening to Gu Hangshen's arrangements.
"For the project in Africa, Shen Letian, you go and supervise. Don't come back until it's on track."