Night had fallen, and the lights in the villa living room were turned on, chasing away the twilight from outside.
Bathed in the warm yellow glow, the guests, having finished their three days of free time, sat scattered on the sofas or the carpet, chatting idly. A subtle tension hung in the air—a mix of the awkwardness that comes after several days apart and the weariness of having to jump back into the recording schedule.
Qin Zeyu was like an energetic butterfly, flitting back and forth across the room. He wore a radiant smile, greeting every returning guest with enthusiasm.
Chapter 76