Indeed, when she approached the table, the Colorful Glazed Glass USB Drive lay there quietly, like a treasured artifact.
However, Xu Qingqiu did not see it as a delightful surprise but rather as a source of irritation and anxiety.
Who are you, really? Why do you want to help me? What's your purpose?
As she toyed with the USB drive in her hand, Xu Qingqiu stared blankly at the computer screen, lost in thought.
"What's wrong, Qingqiu? Daydreaming so early in the morning? Didn't sleep well last night?"
"No, Sister Hua…"
"What's the matter? Speak up. Are you still shaken from yesterday and haven't recovered yet? Do you want to go home and rest today?"
Li Chunhua, seeing her hesitation and thinking it was due to the incident yesterday, immediately became worried.
"It's not that, Sister Hua. That person has sent another song."
"A song? Youmeng?!"
"Yes."
Xu Qingqiu held up the USB drive, her expression worried.
