Upon suddenly hearing the doorbell ring, Mu Yan was startled. She turned on the wall lamp, checked the time on her phone, four o'clock in the morning. Who would be knocking at this hour?
Or perhaps, was the doorbell sound just her imagination?
Mu Yan shivered all over; after all, she was abroad, there shouldn't be those kinds of things, right?
"Ding dong," the doorbell rang again.
Mu Yan's attention was drawn back. She breathed out lightly, got out of bed, walked to the door, and looked through the peephole.
Her eyes were full of shock. Him? Why had he come?
Mu Yan immediately opened the door and saw Jiang Jingheng standing at the entrance, holding a briefcase.
She opened her mouth, her tongue somewhat tied, "You are..."
Jiang Jingheng, with a stern handsome face, walked straight in, leading her by the hand into the room.
The door closed with a "bang."
Jiang Jingheng threw the briefcase onto the sofa, pulled her close, and then lifted up her nightgown.
