Bai Lan opened her eyes again, and two hours had already passed.
Seeing that she was sleeping on the bed, her mind was still foggy, and she felt somewhat bewildered.
She remembered that she was sleeping on the sofa before; she guessed that Sheng Ting must have carried her in.
From the doorway, she saw Zhou Shengting working seriously, sometimes burying his head in writing and sometimes on the phone.
He seemed very busy.
But no matter when, he always looked like a modest gentleman, giving people a sense of reassurance.
Just as Bai Lan was still in a daze, Zhou Shengting already walked in.
"Awake?" His voice arrived first. Seeing Bai Lan, the corners of his lips slightly curved up, and there seemed to be a sparkle in his dark eyes.
"Yeah, why didn't you wake me up?" Bai Lan felt a bit embarrassed for sleeping like a log in his office.
"It's fine, sleep as much as you want," Zhou Shengting said indifferently.
"Are you done with work?" Bai Lan asked.