Qin Yulong: "I'm leaving now. The smell of barbecue on you is even stronger than on me."
"Alright, alright, I know. I'll take a shower right away, see you tomorrow."
"Hmm, see you tomorrow."
After sending Qin Yulong off, Wenyan began to ponder.
She was thinking about how best to say goodbye to them.
After much deliberation, she took out her voice recorder.
As she was recording, a knock on the door suddenly broke the silence.
Wenyan immediately got out of bed.
Upon opening the door, a handsome face appeared before her.
Wenyan smiled at him, "Professor Shen, do you need something from me?"
The man immediately frowned and flicked Wenyan's forehead with a flick of his finger.
"Have you drunk so much fake alcohol that you can't even recognize me? Could Shen Jingcheng possess my charisma?"
Wenyan's smile broadened: "I was just teasing you, Mr. Shen Jingchuan! I wanted to see you get ruffled."
"How boring."
"Come in, don't block my doorway. What did you want to talk about?"
