Later that night, Ye Hao discovered that he could not open his house door with his key. It must have been locked from the inside.
"Mum, open up…" He shouted and continued to press the doorbell. After He Xiyan had treated his face, the swelling had gone down. He would have never dared to return home otherwise.
The doorbell kept ringing but whoever inside was pretending to sleep and refused to open the door.
Damn…
Ye Hao could not hold back a curse.
His mother was really something else. How could she kick her own son out to the streets? He didn't have any form of identification on him, was she expecting him to sleep on the streets tonight?
He ran to the fifth floor and pressed the doorbell to unit 502 repeatedly.
