Angelina's reading speed was incredibly fast; she powered through the million words of "Black Ice" from morning till night without stopping.
She didn't even eat lunch or dinner.
Even after reaching the end, Angelina's face carried a lingering fondness, as if she was savoring Mr. Lin's narcotics trafficker life.
"This is the autobiography of my idol, amazing!"
A look of utter satisfaction appeared on Angelina's face, her lips slightly upturned, her fingers involuntarily opened QQ.
Immediately after, she involuntarily opened Lin Chuan's chat window.
It was late at night at the North Bear hacker organization HK's studio, the night sky hung low, neon lights mottled like scattered stars, in the deep quiet night, only the sprites whispered.
However, at this time, Angelina was full of energy.
She sent Lin Chuan a message, "Idol, I finally got to see your new book!"
The time difference between Angelina's location and Anling by the Han River was not significant.