Xing Ling quietly sighed, lowered her head, and took a bite of a Xiao Long Bao and a sip of soymilk. She had no appetite and put down her chopsticks.
"Sis, aren't you eating anymore?"
"No appetite." Xing Ling sat down on the chair next to her, "You go ahead and eat."
"Can't take my time, about to start work." Zhou Yue immediately stuffed herself haphazardly, quickly finishing off the breakfast on the table.
Xing Ling marveled, impressive.
As for what happened last night, she didn't want to bring it up, nor did she request the assistant to keep one eye open and stand guard while sleeping.
She couldn't fathom why Ye Sihan would come to her bedroom in the middle of the night, ghost-like and frightening.
Scary was one thing, but what was with nibbling on her lips?
That was even more terrifying than seeing a ghost!
During a break in filming, she picked up her phone and called Xiao Yu, "Are you busy?"
