"Such speed!" Wen Meimei exclaimed.
Bu Qingqing smugly chimed in, "It had to be fast. I personally picked this out. You should praise me, Young Madam."
Wen Meimei glanced at her, "Zhan Ji's information system is quite effective."
Bu Qingqing: "..."
T-T Young Madam, you must be deliberately not praising me...
Wen Meimei suddenly felt tired, put her phone down, and closed her eyes to sleep.
...
That night, Wen Meimei slept extremely peacefully, not even having a dream.
In the midst of her deep sleep, she vaguely heard the sound of running water in her ears. Wen Meimei frowned sensitively, was her hearing fading?
She turned over and continued to sleep, but the sound of water still persisted.
What the hell!
Was it a ghost?!
Wen Meimei suddenly opened her eyes, discovering the bedside lamp was on, and someone was showering in the bathroom!
Oh my God...
Wen Meimei was scared out of her wits, feeling chills down her back, instinctively calling out, "Qingqing..."
