"After this performance, I will definitely treat you to a nice meal to thank you in person," Wang Lina said sincerely.
Ye Linchen smiled and nodded, "Okay, it's a deal."
"But right now, your most important thing is to rehearse well, give it your best at the performance, and slap Shen Jiayu in the face, making all her schemes fail," Ye Linchen encouraged.
Wang Lina nodded vigorously: "Yes, I will!"
She thanked Ye Linchen again, then got up to leave, saying, "I have to hurry back to the drama club for rehearsal. You don't look well, so rest a bit more."
Ye Linchen also stood up and saw her out.
"Okay, without anyone causing trouble, you're sure to be a great success."
"Thank you." Wang Lina smiled, turned around and left the rented room.
After seeing Wang Lina off, Ye Linchen closed the door, still feeling somewhat tired, and her stomach occasionally rumbled in protest.
Ye Linchen lay half-reclined on the sofa, his mind swirling with confusion.
I'll go downstairs for breakfast, and then go back to sleep for a while.
As she thought about it, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and she fell asleep again without realizing it.
She slept even more soundly until a series of urgent knocks on the door startled her awake.
Ye Linchen rubbed his eyes and looked at the wall clock in the living room; the hands were already pointing to 11:30.
I actually slept for another hour!
She can sleep so much!
Ye Linchen muttered to himself as he sat up, walked to the door, and opened it.
Outside the door stood a familiar figure—Gu Jingran, who looked travel-worn.
He was wearing a sharp suit, and his face looked slightly tired.
A small suitcase was placed at his feet, and he was carrying a plastic bag in his hand.
Upon seeing Ye Linchen, Gu Jingran disregarded everything else, stepped forward, and hugged her tightly.
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