Newspaper office.
Lu Wanwan showed up for work with dark circles under her eyes.
"Didn't sleep well?" Tang Xiao said with a grin, "Did you sleep with your 'future husband' again last night?"
Lu Wanwan rolled her eyes and yawned, "Husband? Can you eat that?"
"Not recognizing people after getting out of bed isn't good!" Tang Xiao said seriously, suddenly noticing the bruises on her body, "I mean, domestic violence before marriage? No wonder you don't recognize people after getting out of bed!"
"I fell down," she said.
"Fell again? How do you manage to fall every time you hit the headlines, and each time the injury is more extensive than before? It's like you're not just using your body, but your life for work!" Tang Xiao gasped, incredulous.
Lu Wanwan rubbed her temples, her head aching, "No choice, fate of dealing with villains."