C74 I'm Not Used to It

Before going to bed, Yov Yue had looked at her phone several times. Other than Meng Lingling sending a few messages of consolation, there was nothing else.

Zheng Ting became very quiet again. Yov Yue noticed that Zheng Ting was like a ghost occasionally. He appeared whenever he wanted to and did not appear if he did not want to. Since that was the case