Lu Jing reached the door before it dawned on him what he'd done. He stopped dead in his tracks, his hand already on the doorknob, itching to pull it back.
Wait, why did he even come to open the door?
Whoever was knocking, they definitely weren't looking for him.
Besides, there wasn't anyone else in the house, just the two of them.
At this moment, the person on the sofa said with a smile, "The person outside is still waiting."
Yikes!
Lu Jing took a couple of deep breaths before he twisted the doorknob.
Outside, the first thing that caught his eye was a large box, followed by a pair of long legs.
"Old Jiang, I brought you a box of cherries from our hometown..."
He halted mid-sentence, suddenly realizing something was off.
The box pressed down slightly, and a head popped up.
For a moment, their eyes met.
Lu Jing's face was pretty awkward,
"Cough, he's inside."
Saying so, he stepped aside.
Old Qin forcibly closed his gaping mouth, his smile distorted,
