Yan Rusheng's expression instantly darkened. "I got it."
He hastily hung up, changed, and left home.
As he left in a hurry, he exerted a little more force when he shut the door, it closed with a loud slam.
Xuxu was just about to drink her milk when she heard the loud slam. Why was that fellow slamming his door for no reason?
She stood up, went to the door and opened it. She glanced at the apartment next door, there wasn't any rubbish or bag outside.
Did she hear wrongly, and the sound didn't come from his apartment?
Xuxu was still feeling doubtful when she caught a glimpse of the elevator going down.
Had he gone out?
She shut the door and went back to get her phone.
She dialed Yan Rusheng's number, and he picked up. "Xuxu?"
Xuxu asked him apprehensively, "You went out?"
