Even though they knew each other, this man was too dangerous, and she didn't plan to open the door for him.
Qiao Mo held her breath and remained silent, hoping he would leave after a while when he thought no one was there.
But how could she forget that this man was never one to give up easily.
After two minutes of no response, he started kicking the door with loud thuds, causing echoes that disturbed the neighborhood.
"If you don't open the door, I'll go find Xie Qinghuan."
A touch of helplessness crossed Qiao Mo's eyes; since when did Qinghuan become this guy's catchphrase?
The last time, he said he would take the door off if she didn't open it, but now it had changed to going to find Qinghuan.
Qiao Mo hesitated for a moment and softly said, "It's already ten o'clock. Do you have something going on?"
Yan Yiheng frowned, very dissatisfied: "Open the door! Quickly!"
Qiao Mo hesitated again, figuring he wasn't likely to do anything to her, and finally slowly opened the door.
