But how could these things stump Tong Yan?
Tong Yan walked straight into the courtyard, brought over a stool, and slammed it against the door.
However, the door didn't show any signs of breaking.
So, hit it again?
Just as Tong Yan was about to hit it again, the door opened.
An older woman came out from inside, wearing a dark red embroidered cheongsam that highlighted her graceful figure. Her hair was up, and she wore heavy makeup that gave her a certain charm.
She was Su Guoqiang's wife, Lin Jiaojiao.
Lin Jiaojiao was taken aback when she saw Tong Yan, clearly not expecting it to be her. "What wind blew our Big Star Tong here?"
Tong Yan replied indifferently, "The northwest wind."
Lin Jiaojiao's expression stiffened, "Your uncle is still at the company, your cousin is abroad, and your cousin sister went out on a date. There's barely anyone home, such bad timing, or else..."
Tong Yan pushed her aside and walked in, "Aren't you a person?"
