My originally calm emotions became tense because of these few words, as if they were being squeezed tightly by a hand.
Why would Zhuang Yan send her the message? Has he gone mad? She's Xia Wan's friend, and she treated him so badly today.
An Xinrong bit her finger and thought for a long time but still couldn't figure it out. She felt anxious and a little inexplicably happy, but gradually panic took over.
She remembered what Xia Wan had said: she would be watching her in the live stream the whole time…
An Xinrong looked at the camera in the room. Had Xia Wan already seen the text message Zhuang Yan sent her? Would she overthink it?
Zhuang Yan, who was staying in a room by himself, also received two text messages. They were unexpected but few in number and within a controllable range.
Jiang Ning: You've worked hard today. I'm looking forward to going home.
Lu Yan: Young people are just so healthy; they have inexhaustible energy.
It wasn't that he was prone to overthinking, but rather that Lu Yan's words were too ambiguous.
Zhuang Yan chose to text An Xinrong because he was certain that she wouldn't respond. This way, he could safely survive until the end.
An Xinrong was very cold to him today, which made him very happy. He hoped that she would continue to dislike him.
In another room, Fang Chen received a reply: Enjoy cooking, enjoy cooperating.
This is a friendly text message. An Xinrong was the only person I cooked with today.
Fang Chen's goal had always been An Xinrong, and he was already very satisfied to receive a reply.
Ling Xuan, who was in a room, did not receive the message. He sighed and put down his phone with a dejected expression.
Fang Chen's brow twitched upon seeing this. If Ling Xuan hadn't received a single text message, then it meant... Zhuang Yan had received two.
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