Before Yan Xia could draw conclusion, she saw Tang Jin stretched out his hand to grip the iron railing, and began climbing up.
"Hey, have you gone mad?" Yan Xia yelled in fright.
With the current lightning and thunder, and the high iron door, he would practically be acting as a lightning rod if he climbed up.
But Tang Jin continued climbing without uttering a word.
Inside the villa, after Bai Bing switched off the power to the doorbell, she hugged her pillow and went to bed.
She lied down but couldn't fall asleep.
Has that buffoon left yet?
Bai Bing thought for a while, then connected the doorbell wire again.
After waiting for a while, there was no sound from the doorbell.
Bai Bing was a little curious and couldn't resist pressing the surveillance button.
There was a figure moving in the video, but it was only Yan Xia.
"Get down! Tang Jin! You idiot!" Yan Xia's frantic shouts intermixed with the sound of rain.
Bai Bing was taken aback.
Get down?
What was that buffoon…
