Xu Yanche was dropped off at the hotel at midnight.
Ling Xu had driven him back.
As soon as Xu Yanche got out of the car, he saw Zhou Jinsu heading out to throw away the trash.
He waved excitedly. "Brother Zhou, hahaha, did you miss me?"
Zhou Jinsu turned his head and, at first glance, saw Ling Xu sitting inside the car watching him.
He then calmly looked away and turned to Xu Yanche.
"I did. You still have to get up early to film tomorrow morning, so hurry back and rest. Don't end up unable to get out of bed."
Xu Yanche skipped over to Zhou Jinsu.
He stopped Zhou Jinsu from heading back inside with him and instead held him in place.
With a serious expression, he said, "Brother Zhou, take my advice. You and Ling Xu need to sit down and have a proper talk. Don't keep things bottled up. The mouths under our noses are for communication, not for living like mutes, understand? If there's a misunderstanding, just clear it up."
"Get it? Otherwise, neither of you will feel good. I just asked around—Ling Xu has tomorrow off. You two should have a good talk. Bye-bye."
[If Zhou Jinsu hadn't fed me snacks from time to time, and if Ling Xu hadn't transferred a hundred thousand yuan to me today, I wouldn't have stuck my nose in. But honestly, these two... when something happens, neither of them knows how to talk about it. They just drag it out. No one's a parasite in your stomach—how could anyone know what you're thinking?]
Zhou Jinsu said, "Mm."
After saying his piece, Xu Yanche happily went back to his room to prepare a self-heating hot pot. He remembered that Qingqing Darling's braised beef from yesterday still wasn't finished;