Late at night, Xia Lu was still sitting in front of the computer working. It was unclear whether Jin Fengnan's studio introduction was too effective, but recently they had received a lot of orders, making both of them overwhelmed, working from morning till night without finishing. Worried that poorly done or delayed delivery would leave a bad impression on clients, they had to sacrifice their rest time.
After Zhou Mingchen finished his work, it was already past one when he went upstairs. Walking into the bedroom, he found it empty. Looking across the hallway, Xia Lu's room was lit, and she was still at her computer.
"Why are you still not asleep so late?" His question was swallowed up by the heavy darkness of the night, with no answer. Zhou Mingchen walked over and stood by the table, asking again, "Why are you still not asleep so late?"
