Finally, the sound of footsteps stopped at the door.
Jiang Boyan did not think much about it. She silently jumped down from the windowsill, closed the window, and sat on the big bed next to her as if nothing had happened.
The door was suddenly pushed open. Ji Han stood at the door with a gloomy face and said in a deep voice, "So it's here!"
Jiang Boyan turned a deaf ear and continued to play with her hair with her head bowed.
She glanced at the candlestick on the bedside table and made up her mind.
Three years ago, she had already stabbed someone who was up to no good. Today, she did not mind stabbing another one!
Jiang Boyan took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.
The sound of Ji Han's footsteps hit her heart one after another.
The refreshing smell coming from the shower gradually enveloped her whole body.
Jiang Boyan swallowed and slowly raised her head.
