It was nearly ten o'clock at night in Zuimo Court, at the residence of the Yan siblings.
Yu Suye, wearing silk pajamas, gently pushed open the door to the spare bedroom and tiptoed into Yan Feifan's room.
At that moment, Yan Feifan was sitting motionlessly at his desk, staring blankly at his laptop, unaware that someone had entered.
Yu Suye came up behind Yan Feifan and saw the laptop screen cycling through one high-definition picture after another of Yang Susu's face, showing a whole range of emotions.
These photos included some taken just that evening, as well as some older candid shots, artistic photos, and promotional stills that Yang Susu had sent over.
The sight couldn't help but make Yu Suye pout.
She muttered softly, "I knew it. A pretty face is always the biggest draw!"
Yan Feifan stirred, pulled out of his deep concentration. He turned his head and asked directly, "Do you need something?"
Yu Suye turned, her back to the desk, and perched on one of its corners.
