My Wife Is My Life! novel Chapter 236

That night, Vana kept trying until one o'clock in the morning. She remembered that last time she saw a video of an interior and exterior designer making inlaid glass on Micro-blog, which mentioned a very strange method. So she went to Micro-blog and prepared to spend a lot of time to look for that video.

But when she clicked on the home page of Micro-blog, she saw someone sending her a private message.

Vana remembered that Brandon had used Micro-blog to contact her last time, so she was worried about what was going on with Brandon, so she opened the private message.

But this time it was a stranger. When she saw the name "A Lucky Little Boy", she hesitated.

But then she clicked on the chatting interface and saw the message. [Miss Vana. It's really surprising. You have also participated in the jewelry design competition, but you have been reposting the posts of Wendy, which made me, a tech man, become a big fan of Miss Vana! ]

'It's Hanson! ! !'

Vana checked the time and found that the message was sent by Hanson an hour ago. She went back to the personal information interface and found that Hanson had followed her on Micro-blog.

'In other words, Hanson was browsing my posts an hour ago?'

Vana unconsciously returned to the private message interface to reply to him. [So you're not friendly at all. Take me to see your girlfriend! ! ! ]

Vana didn't think Hanson could see it now, and she thought it would make Hanson feel funny when he saw this message tomorrow morning.

So Vana smiled and went back to the home page and began to look for that video on Micro-blog.

When looking through the posts, Vana also found a lot of good creative ideas, so she forwarded those posts and wanted to ponder on them later.

More than an hour had passed, and it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Vana's stomach kept growling. She went out to the break room to find some snacks and coffee, but she saw the designers sleeping on the table because of tiredness in the next workshop. At this moment, she could clearly feel poignant. It seemed that there would be a lot of days like this in the future, so she had to be prepared in advance.

When she went back to the workroom and closed the door, she opened a bag of chips and began to eat slowly. At this time, her mobile phone suddenly rang, which scared her to choke on the chips. She coughed crazily for a few times before she quickly answered the phone.

"Ahem, ahem, hello, who's that?" 'Why did he call me in the middle of the night? Didn't he feel that it was disturbing others' rest?'

In an instant, Hanson's voice came from the other end of the line, "It's me, Miss Vana. I saw that you are still awake, so I want to call to express my condolence."

"Well, how do you know that I'm not asleep?"

Hanson's voice sounded a little lazy, which was a little different from his usual voice.