Chu Ning had been very comfortable these past few days. The process of resolving matters was quite smooth, as if she were applying a layer of luck.
While awaiting the results, Chu Ning sat leisurely on the sofa at home and stuffed an apple into her mouth while watching TV.
Chu Ning had been trying to recall the contents of the original novel for several days, but she regretfully realized that, once she tried to recall, the speed of forgetting would increase. Other than what she had memorized a few days ago, she could no longer recall anything.
Chu Ning had already disguised the notebook that recorded her God's perspective as an ordinary one and placed it in an inconspicuous corner of the bookshelf. She wasn't actually afraid that her family would come and search her desk. It was just that she had a stupid Fourth Brother. It was difficult to guarantee that he wouldn't be used by others to take away this treasure.
