"......"
Chen Enci rubbed her phone screen with extreme skepticism, and after confirming the messages from Qin Jie that indeed existed, she almost wanted to throw herself headfirst into a wall.
Why is life so cruel to her?
Twice she used a pseudonym, and both times exposed in an instant...
Chen Enci was in bed, kicking her legs furiously under the covers. Thinking of Qin Jie, who must be smirking on the other side of the phone, she felt a burning rage in her chest again.
She had already gone this far, there was no need to hesitate…
The next second, Chen Enci unlocked her phone screen and started texting.
…
Milky Way Building, even though it was almost eleven at night, the lab was still brightly lit.
Since one in the afternoon, sitting in front of his computer, other than making two trips to the washroom, Qin Jie's fingers hadn't left the keyboard.
Finally, after a busy period, Qin Jie, coming out of the washroom again, started to feel hungry.