Why is it so quiet inside?
The two men she hired were burly fellows.
They said they could keep it up for two hours, and it hasn't been that long yet...
She gave them a lot of money, just to make sure they didn't stop even if nobody came!
How come there's not a sound from the room at this moment?
Zhang Shiwan wiped the sweat beads on her forehead, a bad premonition rising in her heart. Could it be that Tang Huai wasn't inside?
She reached out to push the door and found it was ajar.
Gently, she pushed the door open, the curtains inside the room were all drawn, casting the room in a dim light.
Upon opening the door, one could see the bed, but the quilt on it was neatly folded, as if untouched.
Zhang Shiwan stepped lightly into the room, looking around, when suddenly, she saw a man standing in front of the window!
Due to the dim lighting in the room, Zhang Shiwan couldn't make out who the man was.
But his silhouette bore some resemblance to Jing Xuan.
