st 9 o'clock in the evening. 。When she saw Zhuo Yunan again at her doorstep, she was a little surprised. Because last night when he left, he was clearly angry, and during the day at Zhuo Yuan Technol...Shu Tinglan didn't know why he had to listen to these strange memories under the streetlights in the residential area. Moreover, judging from his expression, it wasn't a good memory either. 。"On the third day, you finally answered the phone, yelling at me, probably thinking I was being a nuisance, driving you crazy..." He scoffed, still remembering Shu Tinglan's furious voice that time. She vented all her disgust for him in her voice. Even many years later, he would still vividly remember the feeling of self-doubt stemming from being genuinely disliked over the phone issues like project members, travel expenses, public relations investigation fees, and so on. Her head was spinning. Beside her, Zhuo Yuyan persistently urged her to eat, and she couldn't help but lo...