Lu Yaqing, wearing pajamas, was in poor spirits as she greeted, "Come in!"
Luofeng walked into the house.
Lu Yaqing added, "There are no new slippers, and I haven't cleaned, so you don't need to take off your shoes."
Luofeng glanced at the living room. It was indeed quite messy, and there were many takeout boxes.
So, has this person been living off takeout recently?
"What exactly happened to you?" Luofeng asked.
Lu Yaqing was tidying up the coffee table, pushing the instant noodle boxes and some takeout containers to one side. She responded, "I've been in a bit of a bad state recently, mentally out of balance, so my emotional control isn't too good."
"Where's your assistant?" Luofeng set all the KFC down on the coffee table and asked.
Lu Yaqing took the KFC, then said, "She was called back by the company and is currently working for Zhao Luna."
"Ah?" Luofeng looked at Lu Yaqing with confusion. That's problematic.
