Ding dong.
Miao Kexin had just entered the room when the villa's door rang again.
No, that's not right, it freakin' rang again.
At this moment, the size of the shadow in Ye Xiaofei's heart was probably incalculable.
He just wanted some quiet.
But please don't ask who "quiet" is.
Ye Xiaofei didn't even dare to open the door anymore. With Rose and Poppy, these two girls were already chaotic enough, add Lin Qianxi, Tang Wanru, and so on—it would be chaos upon chaos.
Li Fenglan was still not back at this point, neither was Zhou Jiajia.
He was now considering whether he should move out, because he couldn't have a fixed residence. Otherwise, those romantic debts outside would definitely come knocking.
Lin Qianxi was originally the jealous type, yet this time she didn't show jealousy. Instead, she played such a big game—it really was time to send this little girl back home.
Aunt Qian would surely miss her.
"Are you going to open the door?"
