In the end.
She still has to bow to reality.
Gu Mingyue sat on the sofa in room 2016, somewhat awkwardly holding her phone, reading gossip news to divert her attention.
She kept scrolling, her fingers barely took a pause, only she knew she hadn't really absorbed any of it; she was merely using this way to not appear so out of place.
The phone signaled a low battery, thinking that if she continued like this, it would shut down in less than 10 minutes.
Forget it.
She glanced at the time: 10:30, then put the phone away.
She actually knew that such a meeting wouldn't be short; she could have eaten and waited slowly.
