Knock, knock, knock—
On this day, while Yu Weilian was diligently cultivating, a sudden knock on the door startled her.
"Who's knocking?"
Yang Minghui heard someone knocking on their room door and immediately frowned and asked.
Ever since that misunderstanding last time, she wished she could find a hole to hide in, not daring to see anyone.
After all, the way others looked at them always made her feel ashamed, and even if she tried to explain, no one would believe her; it might only make things more complicated.
There were even people who said embarrassing things to her directly, which made Yang Minghui so flustered that she just drove them away.
"It's me, Lin Chen."
Lin Chen stood outside the door and spoke.
Hearing it was Lin Chen, Yang Minghui's feelings became complicated.
She wanted to open the door to see Lin Chen but was also a bit shy.
"Sister Yang, open the door and see what he wants."
