Zhao Qian felt that the current Qin Siyao could only use the word "workaholic" to describe her. She had experienced such a farce last night, but at the same time, she seemed to have changed and wasn't sad at all.
Qin Siyao pulled out a chair and sat down. When she saw Zhao Qian's surprised expression, she smiled gently.
"What? It's only been one night and you don't recognize me?"
"Not really."
Zhao Qian took the tableware and sat beside Siyao. She gently pulled her injured wrist.
"Only last night..."
"Alright!"
Qin Siyao reached out to hug Zhao Qian, feeling happy that she had such a good friend.
"It's just a small wound, don't take it to heart. However, while I'm away from home, you have to take care of your body. Don't let yourself get too tired, okay? "
Zhao Qian felt a bit helpless when she heard Qin Siyao's warning to her again.