The company arranged a car to pick them up.
The car first dropped Zhou Yun off at Song Chi's house.
"Get some rest early. There's no work tomorrow morning, so you can rest a bit too. We'll get in contact around noon," Zhou Yun said to Cao Jun and Zheng Xiaojue as she got out of the car.
"Okay, Sister Xiao Yun, you get some good rest too," Zheng Xiaojue waved her hand.
It was already past midnight.
Zhou Yun walked upstairs, entered the passcode, and opened the door.
As the door opened, the living room lights were still on.
Zhou Yun leaned her suitcase against the shoe cabinet, switched into slippers, and went in. She discovered Song Chi had already fallen asleep on the sofa, with a script that had fallen to the ground below.
Zhou Yun tiptoed, picked up the script, and placed it on the coffee table.
Luckily, the heating was on inside, so Song Chi wouldn't catch a cold sleeping like this.
Zhou Yun took a neatly folded blanket from the side and gently covered Song Chi with it.
