Cheng Xi gripped her phone tightly, lost in thought. It wasn’t until the driver reminded her, “Miss, we’re here,” that she broke out of her reverie. 

She quickly gave the driver Cai Yi’s laboratory’s address. “Please send me here instead, sorry.”

The driver squinted as he typed the address into the GPS. After a quick glance at the route, he started his car up again. “Alright. I’ll send you over before I go get lunch.”

Cheng Xi smiled slightly, and then turned to stare outside the window. It was almost June, and the sun had transformed into a cruel ball of fire; being outside felt like being slowly baked to death in an oven. She had visited Cai Yi’s laboratory quite often, but she had never found it as unfamiliar as now.

Ever since she had argued with Cai Yi about Chen Jiaman’s transfer to her laboratory, Cheng...