"This incense doesn't work for me, just hurry up and get out." Fu Rui's voice wasn't really soft, and after shouting these words, she seemed a bit drained, but her eyes stuck to He Yiran, following her as she moved.
"Other people's incense doesn't work, but mine does."
He Yiran said this and ignored Fu Rui, finding a spot out of Fu Rui's reach to open the incense box. Step by step, she followed the instructions on the leaflet, lit the incense, got up, and went to shut all the windows and curtains in the room.
Fu Rui still spoke weakly at this moment: "Don't waste your effort, it's useless, I can't sleep, I just can't sleep. I don't know why you came, but using this method—it definitely won't work."
"You can sleep, and I didn't come here for any reason." He Yiran paused for a second. "At most it's just to get paid, this incense isn't cheap. Just try it, why reject it?"
