Mr. Chi came back at night and heard Chuzheng had returned, but he only snorted coldly and said nothing.
Chuzheng was planning to sleep when she suddenly received a call from An Ji.
"Um... Could you come out for a bit? I'm outside your neighborhood."
Chuzheng paused: "What are you doing outside my neighborhood?"
An Ji: "Uh... I'm delivering a book to you."
Chuzheng spoke while getting dressed: "Is it necessary to bring it over at night?"
The phone went silent for a moment.
Chuzheng: "I'll be right out."
An Ji replied softly: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
An Ji didn't hang up, as Chuzheng touched the screen, her finger hovered over the hang-up button but didn't press it; she left with the phone just like that.
"Xiao Chu, are you going out this late?"
Upon leaving, Chuzheng bumped into Wan Ying, who was holding her belly, ready to enter the room.
Chuzheng ignored her and went straight downstairs.
"Xiao Chu... Xiao Chu..."
Wan Ying called out twice.
