The ventilation duct was small, narrow, and stuffy, filled with a musty smell of accumulated dust. Yet You Mingxu seemed to be in a trance, not bothered by these discomforts at all. She crawled very quickly and quietly. As she crawled, a thought popped into her head: it was fortunate that she was here. If someone else were here instead - for instance, Xu Mengshan - they might not be able to squeeze through. Even if they managed to enter, they would definitely not be able to crawl as quickly and efficiently as her.
Ding Xiongwei really hit the jackpot.
Although she was somewhat arrogant in her thinking, she couldn't help but recall the silent look Yin Feng had given her. Suddenly, she remembered the past: when he was You Yingjun, whenever she would leave, he would look at her with eyes as bright as stars, which would falling from his eyes as she left.
