Ye Wan didn't realize she had forgotten something until she entered her room.
Her suitcase was still in Lu Changchuan's car.
!!!
Going down to get it felt both shameful and awkward.
But not fetching it...
Forget it, let's not take it. I'll talk about it tomorrow.
Ye Wan turned and entered her room.
She had planned to sleep in on Saturday, but after tossing and turning in bed for ages, Ye Wan found that she was unusually unable to sleep.
As soon as she closed her eyes, Lu Changchuan's questioning haunted her mind: "So, you don't remember my birthday at all, do you?"
In other words: "So, you're blatantly indifferent, and you're not even trying to hide it?"
Ye Wan decided she might as well not sleep.
She got up and went to her study, turned on her computer.
Ever since her last blunder, the three-clawed crocodile had turned into a stealth crocodile.
After such a long search, there was still no trace.
