Be Careful IV

"Achoo!"

Jiang Ruolan rubbed her nose and sighed helplessly.

Did she really catch a cold?

Xian Zihao did not return to the bedroom last night. When she woke up in the morning, she heard Zhan An say that he had been working until midnight and then fell asleep in the study room.

Last night, she was sleeping with her hair wet, so in the morning, she woke up with a stuffy nose. It seemed that she really had a cold.

Jiang Ruolan tried her best to ignore the weight in her mind and carefully checked the press release that would be released within an hour. At that moment, Little Lin, who had helped her deliver the news yesterday, walked into the office and placed a pile of manuscripts on her desk. "Sister Jiang, I almost died of fear when I went to interview her yesterday afternoon."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Ruolan raised her head and saw that Little Lin's delicate face was ashen white. She couldn't help but look at her, puzzled.