Han Qiaoqi left Zhou Zifu's apartment directly.
Scaring someone to death inside the house isn't very friendly to the owner, and if he gets scared to death all at once, wouldn't it be too easy for him?
Only by keeping him in perpetual fear would be the best punishment for him.
She now needed to go home, go back to see her parents.
Han Qiaoqi transformed into a wisp of Yin Wind, silently floating back to the Han Family.
The living room was lit with a warm yellow light, her parents sat on the sofa, with unfinished tea on the coffee table in front of them, the atmosphere carrying a sense of heaviness.
"...Youming, this kid, is becoming increasingly strange lately."
Yang Qingfang's voice was filled with heartache, she sighed lightly, "Just suddenly ran over saying he saw Qiao Xi, his Spirit might really have issues, ah..."
