C959 Zhan Beijong You Idiot.

When Zhan Beirong returned, it was already 9 in the evening.

Normally, it was still quite early for Mu Shuishan, but she was always sleepy recently. Mu Shuishan played on her phone, forcing herself not to fall asleep. After hearing the footsteps of Zhan Beirong going upstairs, Mu Shuishan's mind suddenly cleared up a lot. She stood up from the sofa and casually threw her phone to the side