Su Li clicked her tongue twice, worrying about Feng Huaijin's hair.
Sooner or later, he'll go bald.
Feng Huaijin locked himself in the study and refused to see anyone, so Su Li could only give up and go to sleep. Before sleeping, she sent Tuanzi a WeChat message but received no reply.
Su Li held her phone and played with the software Feng Huaijin made. Before long, she fell asleep.
The study was brightly lit, and Feng Huaijin sat straight on a 360° swivel chair, his fingers tapping rapidly on the keyboard, a string of characters quickly forming under his hands.
Feng Huaijin recorded all the unusual occurrences that happened since he met Su Li.
Staring at the text on Word, Feng Huaijin fell into deep thought, his brows gradually furrowing as he reviewed the situations involving Tuanzi.
