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Being trapped in such an environment for hours could indeed drive a person insane.

Lu Yancheng furrowed his brows, paused for a few seconds, and finally set his gaze towards the restroom.

The sobbing was coming from there.

"Wahh—"

He strode over and gently pushed open the half-closed door, only to find nothing unusual inside.

Suddenly, his peripheral vision caught a small bulge in the corner, revealing a patch of black the size of a fingernail.

A recording pen?

The sound must have been emanating from it.

Lu Yancheng pursed his lips, intending to retrieve the recording pen, when a figure suddenly jumped out in front of him.

"Wuwuwu, I'm so scared."

Suddenly enveloped in a warm embrace, his nose was filled with the distinctive fragrance of a woman.

Lu Yancheng froze for a moment, quickly extending his hand to steady the person.

Before he could voice his questions, Gu Danyu blinked frantically to signal him, silently mouthing the word "camera."