Capítulo 172: Chapter 141: A Blast on Anhe Bridge, Regrets for the Dogs by the Roadside_3

These details aren't about scheming, they've simply become instinct. On TV shows, clashing for money is one thing, but privately, he actually took great care of his friends' emotions.

The better the relationship, the more this was true.

"I've finished writing the score for 'An He Bridge' ahead of time. Do you want to check it out?" he asked without lifting his head as he fiddled with the tea leaves, casually turning on the tap.

She could tell that preparing these grilled milk teas, brewing tea, heating up milk and such, would take about six minutes in total.

"Yeah, I want to." She finally spoke her second complete sentence since entering.

Xu Qingyan's hands were wet, so he simply unlocked his phone with facial recognition and handed it to her.

"Look for it yourself, I sent it in WeChat's File Transfer Assistant. After you're done, if it's okay, remember to forward it to yourself," he said.