There are other guests next door!
The sudden appearance of this enraged cursing ignited a glimmer of hope in Suizi's despair.
Fan Gao was stunned.
Muttering to himself, "How could there be anyone else?"
He had deliberately chosen a secluded guesthouse, at a distance from the city, and as far as his observation went, hardly anyone came here.
His plan was to kill Suizi without arousing any suspicion.
The sudden disturbance startled Fan Gao.
"Sir, your water is here, please soak your feet," came a voice from next door.
Followed by the raged man's voice:
"Damn! What kind of shit place is this? Noisy and even no hot water! What kind of foot-soaking water is this? It's not hot at all!"
The sound from next door distracted Suizi for a moment.
It seemed the guy next door also shared a fondness for soaking feet, just like her man?
Fan Gao gently put down the bottle of alcohol, he had wanted to peacefully kill Suizi without a stir.
