449 Lone Wolf, Invite Brother Ye

A bunch of cumbersome and complicated program data was inside.

Qin Ran glanced at the first page and casually put it aside.

“Butler Qin said to let you finish reading it. The content should be quite complicated.” Cheng Mu sat at the side and seriously conveyed Butler Qin’s intention.

Hearing this, she just perfunctorily nodded. “Okay.”

Cheng Mu kept her dishes later and found her sitting on the sofa with her laptop on her lap.

Cheng Juan was still not back.

“Miss Qin, sleep earlier.” He greeted her before heading downstairs.

The lights were still turned on in the hall.

Looking up, Cheng Juan saw someone sitting on the sofa, wearing headphones, and dealing with the data on her black heavy laptop.

Her black hair was sprawled over her snow-white pajamas.

He gave Cheng Jin a warning glance.

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Cheng Jin immediately got the signal and stopped talking about Ouyang Wei.

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Despite wearing headphones, Qin Ran heard them coming up. She took off one side of her headphones, glanced over, and then continued dealing with the data calmly.

“Master Juan.” Cheng Jin changed into slippers at the door, his voice lowered.

Cheng Juan lazily nodded.

“You should buy Miss Qin a new laptop.” He finished changing his shoes.

“I assembled this myself.” Qin Ran watched him without stopping him.

She raised an eyebrow.

Back then, there had been limitations, and she indeed didn’t assemble it to look good, but it was definitely better than any computer in the Yunguang Consortium.

Cheng Juan nodded and stood up, smiling. “I think it looks pretty good.”

It was just that this owner had no aesthetics. He smiled and looked down at the laptop in his hands.

“Don’t wait for me tomorrow night.” He placed her laptop and the pile of documents on the table, his long eyelashes drooping down. The lights made his grand face appear much softer, getting rid of his usual hidden sharpness. He gently placed a hand on her waist and frowned. “Look at how thin you are now.”

She didn’t speak and just thought of his order at 129.

Out of habit, she had put on her headphones. The hall was very quiet, and she had actually heard Cheng Juan’s conversation with Cheng Jin.