Ye Zhuo put down the pen and walked over to open the door.
The door was pulled open.
There was no one behind.
No One?
Ye Zhuo raised her eyebrows slightly. Could it be that she had heard wrongly?
Little did she know that at the corner, Old Lady Cen and Xiao Bai were hiding together, covering their mouths and laughing.
Ye Zhuo closed the door and went back to continue painting.
Just as he added a few strokes, there was another knock on the door.
After confirming that it was not an auditory hallucination this time, ye Zhuo walked over to open the door.
But after opening the door, there was still no one outside.
“Who is it?”
No one answered.
Ye Zhuo continued, “If you don’t speak, I’ll close the door.”
Still no one spoke.
Ye Zhuo looked outside the door and was about to close the door when old Mrs. Cen jumped out from the side. “Surprise! Yezi! Are you surprised?”
“Grandma Cen!”Ye Zhuo’s face was full of surprise.
