The Battle of Pajama with Zuo Hancheng (2)

"If you can't sleep, you can come downstairs and talk to me about life. Is it fun to roll around in bed alone?"

".."Anhao chuckled, picked up her laptop, and waved at him.""Thanks, good night. Bye ~"

It was too obvious an order to leave.

It was indeed very late now, and Anhao had just been discharged from the hospital. No matter how heartless Zuo Hancheng was, he would not come over to torment her so late at night.

Sure enough, Zuo Hancheng turned around and left. Anhao let out a long sigh, got up, and ran over to lock the bedroom door. Although this method was probably futile again, at least she could seek comfort in her heart.

When she returned to bed, she turned on her computer. Just as she was about to log in to her email, she felt a headache coming on.

Regardless of whether he used his phone or email to log in, wouldn't it be the same result?

Mr. V had no intention of answering her.

Wasn't she too talkative as a designer?