In the dark corridor of the Late Night Research Center, only the sound of leather shoes can be heard in the air, quiet and eerie. Professor Li's expression was gloomy, like a layer of frost. He walked into the office and turned on the light, but suddenly saw a person sitting on the swivel chair by the table, with his back to the door, holding a glass of red wine in his hand.

Professor Li was startled, and suddenly leaned against the cabinet behind him.

Ye Chen turned around, his cheeks were flushed, and the red wine on the table was already reduced by half, but his eyes were clear, and he didn't look drunk at all.