As soon as she said this, Qin Nuan bowed her head, her shoulders shaking slightly. Cong Rong, although her expression was composed, also had a smile in her eyes. The remaining two who were watching the drama were even more unapologetically showing their grins.
Cao Yingying was startled, her face turning pale, but she forced herself to ask, "What post?"
"It's about... you don't know? Then you're better off not knowing. After all, I really can't bring myself to talk about such lowly matters." Luo Qianqian said with a smile, patted her skirt, stood up, and went to the bathroom to wash her hands. "I'm going to sleep. Such things are more atmospheric to do at night."
What atmosphere? Could it be the atmosphere of Hei Yu's work?
Cao Yingying didn't ask further, her head lowered, her expression unseen.
