Thinking of this, Nan Mufeng's smile deepened.
The window paper, somebody ought to poke through it; it's time to witness a miracle!
He glanced inside, confirmed there was no one at the peephole. He turned and opened his door, then softly shut it.
Jian Xi hid at home, feeling uneasy. After about ten minutes, it was quiet outside. She again tiptoed to the door to check outside.
The hallway was empty; Nan Mufeng was not there.
Great!
Jian Xi breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest.
Her mind was filled with a lot of things, tangled and chaotic.
At this moment, a cold shower was needed!
Jian Xi was wrapped in a towel, intending to get a drink from the living room before showering.
She suddenly saw Nan Mufeng standing in the living room, startled, then quickly turned to look— the front door was firmly shut and locked.
"How did you get in?" Jian Xi startled, clutching the towel at her chest.
"Walked in," Nan Mufeng said, wearing a faint smile.
