"Too sleepy?"
Wen Mian couldn't discern the other's intention.
Whether it was trust or an accusation, Wen Mian also didn't understand Mo Site's thoughts.
In any case, the man was suspicious, yet somewhere inside felt a vague disappointment.
"Do you know what day it was yesterday? Did I not tell you that yesterday was very important?"
Wen Mian had prepared for the meeting for so long, how could she not know.
Last night, Wen Mian had arranged to meet with Mo Site.
The other party was going to introduce her to a top foreign musician.
His abilities were such that he could be Wen Mian's teacher.
Mo Site had arranged everything, but because he forgot to bring the concert program, he asked Wen Mian to go back and get it.
At that time, Mo Site had also said:
"He still has two hours to arrive. If you feel bored, or don't want to wait, you can go to the room and take a nap."
Wen Mian stayed in the room for an hour, and Pei Zhiyao rushed in not long after.
