[Chapter 1514 Sherlock Holmes 2/2]
“Then I won’t go there. It will be the same tomorrow if I look at it again.”
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Yao Ziyan raised her eyebrows.
“I always feel like there’s something in your words.
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No, you are overthinking. I wish you a sweet dream.”
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Isn’t this what the words mean?
However, after Qingyuan left these words, Qingyuan’s profile picture dimmed, and the chat had obviously been closed.
Yao Ziyan clicked on Qingyuan’s profile picture a little helplessly and amusedly, and then closed the chat page with her.
She glanced at Luochuan next to her.
Still immersed in the world of words, it seems that she has written a lot while chatting with Qingyuan.
Yao Ziyan began to look forward to it.
I don’t know what I thought of, but I couldn’t help but sigh.
It’s a pity that it’s rare for the boss to be interested in coding. I hope to see Luo Chuan in this state more in the future.
But she also knew that the possibility was very small.
Hmm…a bit boring.
Forget it, she’ll just do some writing and just keep it as a supplement.
With this idea in mind, Yao Ziyan also began to write a novel.
Maybe it was because of the holiday, but there were no other customers here, so there was no need to worry about being disturbed.
About half an hour later, Luochuan put down his magic phone.
He stretched out and accidentally touched Yao Ziyan beside him.
The girl seemed to be writing some dangerous plot, and she let out a small exclamation. She was relieved when she saw it was Luo Chuan.
“Boss, you’re not going to write anymore?”
“I’ve been writing for so long, I’m a little tired, and it’s so late, it’s time to go back to bed.” Luo Chuan put away his magic phone.
“Well, less than half an hour has passed in total.” Yao Ziyan looked at the time on her magic phone, “But it’s really getting late.”
Normally, she is similar to Luo Chuan. She rarely stays up late and is already in Origin Mall developed the habit of going to bed on time.
“Going back.” Luo Chuan stood up.
“Yeah.” Yao Ziyan nodded and stood up.
While walking on the road, Luochuan struggled for a long time and finally couldn’t help but speak.
“Hey, Ziyan.”
“Huh? What’s wrong, boss?”
“Where will you sleep tonight?”
(End of Chapter)
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