It was only around eight o'clock when they returned home. After a quick bite, the two went off to handle their own affairs.
She was deeply immersed in scriptwriting, unable to pull herself out. Just as she was writing, the doorbell rang. When Qin Miaomiao opened the door, it turned out to be Ou Beichen!
He had been away for quite a few days. During this time, he seemed to have matured considerably—his features even seemed to have sharpened.
His facial contours appeared remarkably rugged and stern.
"Xiao Chen?"
"Sister."
He greeted her. Qin Miaomiao hurriedly pulled him inside, her expression tense as she asked:
"What happened?"
"Nothing, I just wanted to have a bowl of noodles."
Coming in just for noodles? Ever since Ou bei Yao's death, he had undergone a drastic change. These days, he rarely stayed at her place.
She hadn't even seen him much.
This sudden reunion startled her immensely—he seemed much gloomier than ever.
