All the contents of the two suitcases had been packed, finishing up the luggage that Ye Wan brought with her.
At a glance, the wardrobe was empty, save for a few garments hanging on the rack.
The desk next to the wardrobe looked like a convenience store shelf, arranged with colorful items in perfect order.
A cure for obsessive-compulsive disorder.
She didn't bring a computer; her phone had been collected; her luggage had been packed.
Feeling like there was nothing left to do, Ye Wan pulled out a game console that Little Bun had stuffed into her backpack before she left.
Amidst the cheery yet monotonous music, Ye Wan laid on the bed and started playing Snake.
After beating the game, she switched to playing Super Mario.
"Director, is there a problem with the hidden microphone in Ye Wan's room?"
In the director's room, the director asked with suspicion.
The microphone was also hanging on the chandelier.
