Zheng Xiaojue didn't have the keys to Zhou Yun's house, so she could only knock on the door.
After knocking for about five minutes, there were finally some sounds from inside.
The door opened, revealing Zhou Yun's slightly swollen face.
"Xiaojue?" Zhou Yun leaned on the door frame, her eyelids droopy, "Is it already midnight? It's so late?"
After speaking, Zhou Yun yawned.
Zheng Xiaojue looked at Zhou Yun, who was still stunningly beautiful even without makeup, hesitated, unsure of how to start.
"Come in." Zhou Yun opened the door and went inside.
"Sister Xiao Yun." Zheng Xiaojue stepped into the entrance but didn't change her shoes to go further inside.
"Come inside and talk." Zhou Yun yawned again, "Have a seat."
Zheng Xiaojue mustered her courage and said, "Sister Xiao Yun, something has happened."
Zhou Yun turned to look at her.
Thirty minutes later, Zhou Yun got in the car and headed to her company.
