Why Is There No One in the Room So Early?

That evening, in a standard king room at Zhonghuan International Hotel.

Lu Fangmei hung the washed clothes on the simple clothes rack provided in the room, went into the bathroom to wash her hands, then came out and poured the steeped tea into a cup before bringing it over to her husband, who was reading documents at the desk.

"It's almost ten. Don't you have to get up early tomorrow?" Lu Fangmei stood behind Jiang Limin and gently massaged his shoulders.

Jiang Limin took off his glasses and closed his eyes to enjoy it for a while, then patted his wife's hand. "You get some rest first. I'll read a little longer."

"Fine, but you have to be asleep by ten-thirty."

"Got it."

After lying down on the bed, Lu Fangmei was bored, so she checked the WeChat group chats, helped her girlfriends bargain on Pinduoduo, liked posts in her Moments feed, and occasionally left a comment.

After that, she sent her daughter a few more WeChat messages, repeating the things she had already reminded her about at the dinner table.

After receiving her daughter's reply, "Got it, I'm going to sleep," Lu Fangmei closed WeChat. Still not sleepy, she opened Bilibili on her phone instead.

She watched a few videos at random and found them rather interesting, so she used them to pass the time.

She did not really know how to find the types of videos she liked. She just looked at whatever the homepage recommended, checked the titles and thumbnails, and clicked on anything that interested her.

So ten minutes later, she clicked on a video titled, "Taking My Little Sister to Learn Ringmaking from a Master, All So She Can Pursue a Male Classmate."

Uploader—Si Jiao Ji.

"Huh? Isn't that Little Chen?" Lu Fangmei exclaimed in surprise.

Although the person opening the door in the video wore a mask, Lu Fangmei recognized Chen Wen immediately from his eyes and voice alone.

The living room that appeared later in the video made her even more certain.

When the two children had rented apartments off campus, both sets of parents had come to take a look. Lu Fangmei was naturally familiar with the layout of Chen Wen's place.

It gave Lu Fangmei the strange feeling that someone else's child had appeared on television.

She checked the view count.

Whoa! Over three million views. That was no small number.

Checking the views was no big deal, but after seeing them, Lu Fangmei casually clicked into the comments and immediately spotted the top comment.

The comment was very long, so its opening alone did not reveal much.

But the hottest replies beneath it were visible right away.

A few keywords instantly caught Lu Fangmei's eye.

[Xian Xu Huan Piao Miao Shen]: Qiuqiu got a boyfriend?! My youth is over!

[Luo Tianyi Meng]: Ill-informed Wen? Bring it on!

Weren't those her daughter's and Little Chen's Bilibili accounts?

Lu Fangmei had always been fairly open-minded and progressive in her views, so she naturally understood what "getting a boyfriend" meant.

After seeing that, Lu Fangmei immediately lost all interest in the video. She quickly opened the top comment, wanting to see what exactly this [Ri Dangwu de Chuhe] had said.

Ten minutes later, Lu Fangmei fell silent.

She had not noticed during dinner, but Qiuqiu really did seem to have an extra ring on her hand?

Those two children had played together since they were young, and now they lived across the hall from each other. It was not impossible for them to end up together...

If the netizens did not yet have much proof that Qiuqiu yiyi and Ill-informed Wen were really a couple, Lu Fangmei had plenty of ways to verify it.

With that thought, Lu Fangmei sank into deep contemplation, not even noticing that Jiang Limin had already lain down beside her.

"What's wrong? Why are you staring at your phone so seriously?" Jiang Limin asked in confusion. "You're not going to sleep?"

"Nothing." Lu Fangmei hesitated and did not mention it. After putting away her phone and lying down, she asked, "You don't need me with you for tomorrow's meeting, right?"

"Mm." Jiang Limin did not think much of it and nodded. "The meeting's at six. I'll probably have to get up at five to prepare a little more."

"Are you driving?"

"There's a car assigned to me," Jiang Limin said. "If you're not coming, just stay at the hotel or take a walk around nearby."

"I'll skip shopping." Lu Fangmei no longer had the mood for that. "Since you're not driving, I'll drive over to Qiuqiu's tomorrow. I'll wash her quilt, change her sheets, and help bring back anything she needs to take home for summer vacation."

"That works."

After saying that, the couple chatted about a few more household matters before gradually falling asleep.

The next day, at five-thirty in the morning.

Jiang Qiuyi woke up groggily and got out of bed to use the bathroom.

When she came back, she checked the time. There were still thirty minutes until six, so she crawled back under the covers, turned sideways, squeezed up next to Chen Wen, and hugged him as she slept.

But that movement woke Chen Wen too.

"What time is it?"

"Only five-thirty. Sleep a little longer."

"I can't sleep anymore. Let's get up." Chen Wen looked at the arm draped around his neck, fully exposed, its fair skin rubbing against him, and instantly lost all sleepiness.

"Nooo~" Jiang Qiuyi stretched one leg across Chen Wen's stomach, pinning him down so he could not get up. Both arms wrapped around his neck as she nestled into the hollow of his shoulder. "Stay in bed with me a little longer~"

Chen Wen lay on the bed with his shoulder pinned beneath her, feeling a little uncomfortable, so he shifted slightly.

"Ah..." Jiang Qiuyi reached out to stop him, using her other hand to gather up her long black hair. "You're pressing on my hair. It hurts."

"Uh..." Chen Wen immediately stopped moving. "How about now?"

"It's fine now." Jiang Qiuyi nestled back into Chen Wen's arms, closed her eyes, then opened them again not long after. "I can't sleep either now. It's all your fault."

"Then should we get up?"

"It's not even six yet. Why get up so early?"

"Go for a run earlier, finish the Dark Repulser video earlier, then I can start making the 100,000-follower bonus sword."

"Demon Blade Thousand Blades? You decided on it?" Jiang Qiuyi asked curiously.

"Yeah. This time I'm planning to use epoxy resin, not woodworking." Once Chen Wen started talking about this, he became much more talkative. "Mixing fluorescent powder into it will make the final effect much better than just coating the surface."

"And I'm planning to cut all its fragments apart before putting them back together. Zitan wood is too hard, so epoxy resin will be more convenient."

"It'll just take longer to wait. It probably won't be done until the end of the month."

"But the handle still has to use Zitan wood. I'll have to ask Uncle for a little more."

After Chen Wen posted his update, his fans had been quite enthusiastic, recommending all kinds of strange swords and blades, even spears, halberds, staffs, clubs, and even more bizarre weapons.

In the end, Demon Blade Thousand Blades from the Chinese anime Scissor Seven stood out and claimed the top spot for the most likes.

In the anime, the blade was made from countless fragments and could assemble or scatter at will. It was quite popular.

It would also be quite challenging to make.

Besides, Chen Wen had not worked with epoxy resin crafts for some time and was indeed itching to get his hands on one.

"It's almost six. Shall we get up?"

After picking up her phone and checking it, Jiang Qiuyi hugged Chen Wen again. "There are still seven minutes."

The next moment, Jiang Qiuyi's phone rang.

A little puzzled, she reached out and picked up her phone again—

"Forever Young Ms. Lu"

"It's my mom?" Jiang Qiuyi placed her index finger against her lips, signaling Chen Wen not to make a sound, then answered the call.

But her mother's first words instantly made her turn pale with shock.

"Hello, Qiuqiu. Why is there no one in the room so early in the morning? Where did you run off to?"

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