"Clack," came a sound.
Both of them turned to look at the door.
There was Song Niaoniao, who had seemingly appeared at the doorway, bending over to pick up a keychain from the floor.
As she stood up, she lifted her face, her lips forming a smile, "Sorry about that, I just remembered today is Sunday, no work."
Bo Jinlan said nothing.
Xu Fenglai was awkward beyond measure, "I, I, I just now..."
"I need to get my phone." Song Niaoniao quickly walked into the bedroom, picked up her phone from the coffee table, and then turned around and left.
Just then, Jiang Yaoyao came up from behind, "Niaoniao?"
Song Niaoniao did not look back as she went downstairs.
Jiang Yaoyao, worried about her, hurriedly followed her down.
...
Once downstairs, she quickly went over and grabbed Song Niaoniao's arm, "Niaoniao, where are you going?"
Song Niaoniao stopped but didn't speak.
"It's Sunday today, you don't have work, right?" Jiang Yaoyao said.
Song Niaoniao still did not speak.