Approaching nine o'clock in the evening, Chen Ziyang finally came downstairs from the upper floor.
In the hall, Xiao Zhen was sitting on the couch, pinching a cigarette between his fingers, looking somewhat exhausted.
Next to him, Xiao Lijie rested his hands on his thighs, his face pensive.
Seeing Chen Ziyang come down, the two immediately stood up.
Although their expressions were clearly a bit unnatural, they still anxiously asked, "Little President Chen, Ranran…"
"She's asleep."
Chen Ziyang said quietly.
Xiao Zhen was not surprised by this outcome.
Nearly five hours, huh! It would be strange if she weren't exhausted!
"Don't worry! She'll have a good night's sleep tonight."
Chen Ziyang said indifferently, "However, because you interrupted the exorcism process before, I need to come here every day for the following week."
Xiao Zhen couldn't help but feel somewhat guilty.
