After the parents had gone to rest, she finally entered the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and took the glass to the study.
...
In the evening, after Qin Yin had finished work, she returned to Mo Han's rented apartment, stood at the door, looked at the door panel, and her fingers subconsciously tightened the bag's strap.
At some point, cold sweat had seeped out of her palms.
Saying she's not nervous is a lie, after all, the other party is Mo Han's parents. Pretending to be his girlfriend is too draining physically and mentally—what if she can't handle it?
She stood at the door for a full two minutes, fingers tightly gripping the bag's strap, took a deep breath, and mentally encouraged herself before reaching out to press the doorbell.
She had the key, but really lacked the courage to open the door herself...
Before long, the sound of slippers came from inside, and soon, the door was opened. Li Xueru glanced at the girl at the door and was momentarily stunned.
