Su Wan stared at the empty table and her heart skipped a beat.
Oh God, where were the keys to her room and the kitchen?
After she made the potato omelet for Jiang Xuecheng last night, she had clearly put the keys on the table.
It had only been one night, and they were gone!
As time passed, Su Wan thought of the ten-minute deadline given by Jiang Xuecheng, and her heart burned with anxiety.
Could it be that the wind blew too hard last night and blew the keys off the table?
Su Wan immediately crouched down and searched under the table. She even lifted up the exquisite carpet!
But no matter where it was, it was gone.
Su Wan's originally anxious face instantly turned cold.
Her expression turned cold, and she gritted her teeth in her heart. It seemed that there was no need to look for it. It was definitely stolen by that "devilish brat" who only had a six-year-old's IQ.
Besides him, who else could do such a ridiculous thing?
