The iron tree has bloomed_1

The crystal-clear sunlight penetrated the glass windows, casting a play of light and shadows on the marble ceramic tiles.

Nian Yuyu had returned to her own home.

By now, her phone was also unlocked.

She opened WeChat and looked at her conversation with Chu You—their last exchange had ended with her greeting him good morning and him replying that he was busy.

Staring blankly at the screen for a few seconds, she sent a red envelope to him, followed by a message—

[For the milk tea].

After waiting for two minutes, Nian Yuyu exited the chat with Chu You and noticed that Jiang Jingyun had messaged her an hour ago, asking if she had arrived home.

Nian Yuyu: [Just got home.]

Jiang Jingyun must have been looking at her phone, for she replied immediately.

Jiang Jingyun: [You're only getting home at this time, did you guys go out for lunch?]

Jiang Jingyun: [Hehe, what grand feast did Dr. Chu treat you to?]