Li Zheng had always suspected there were other transmigrators, and the other party had indeed slipped up before, but he could never remember who it was.
At this moment, a casual chat instantly lifted the mist in his heart—turns out, the transmigrator had been right by his side all along.
"Indeed, I still don't pay enough attention to details." Li Zheng smiled slightly. Realizing the true identity of the transmigrator, his mood soared.
At least, the opposite party wasn't hostile to him.
Everyone chatted for a few hours until they each became tired and gradually left one by one.
Before leaving, Zhan Zhouzhou cast a complex glance at Li Zheng and Mirel, unsure of what was on his mind.
Once everyone had left, Mirel tidied up the aftermath, allowing Li Zheng to rest on the side.
Li Zheng sat by the bed waiting. There wasn't much to tidy, so Mirel quickly finished, placed the items aside for Li Zheng to store in the capsule, and handed them to the household robot for cleaning.
