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Staring at the woman standing in front of the curtains, Cheng Jingting seemed to harbor no fear.
He had been asleep on this bed just now, while this woman had simply stood by, staring at the person on the bed with an aura of chilly gloom enveloping her, but Cheng Jingting appeared to be unfazed.
It was clear that he had slept rather soundly.
After taking out his phone and opening an app, he remained seated on the bed and after a moment's thought, picked up the phone and dialed a number.
The call connected after a short while.
"Hello there, Editor Tang," Cheng Jingting said with a smile.
"Mm, Jingtian, hello to you," came the voice of Tang Zhengyi.
"I wanted to ask if you're in charge of someone called 'Night Traveling Puppy'?" Cheng Jingting asked without beating around the bush.
Tang Zhengyi hesitated for a moment before asking, "Yes, is there an issue?"