That night, the drizzle continued on without respite.
Because of a hotpot meal, Jiang Yisheng had taken medicine for two days and finally got rid of the rash he was allergic to.
These days, Ji Mingqian had been staying at Mo Garden, in the same guest room he occupied during his last visit.
Neither of them knew how to cook, so they both ordered takeout.
After dealing with the documents sent by Chu Chen, Ji Mingqian shut down his computer. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a package on the table and reached for it.
A mischievous smile played on his lips as he saw the contents labeled on the package.
He had almost forgotten about this thing.
Unwrapping the package, under the lamp light, two toy rats lay motionless inside.
If one took a close look, they were almost deceivingly realistic.
The craftsmanship was excellent, lifelike, and they could easily scare someone at night.
Ji Mingqian took out the remote control and the toy rats, leaving the room with light steps.