He reached out to flick the switch at the entrance, illuminating the living room in an instant.
The dining table was adorned with beautifully cooked food, and a huge gift box sat prominently in the living room, wrapped in pink paper adorned with red hearts, tied up with purple ribbon.
Chen Yiran paused slightly, then the corners of his lips couldn't help but curve into an attractive arc.
It appeared that there was a little surprise hidden at home today.
After changing into slippers, he placed his briefcase on the shoe rack by the door, slowly walked into the living room, glanced at the gift box, scanned the surroundings, and softly called out, "Tianxin?"
There was no response.
"Tianxin?" Chen Yiran opened the door to the bedroom, which was empty with no shadow of a person. He also checked the kitchen where not a soul was present, only the neatly arranged kitchen utensils were in place.
Strange... Wasn't there anyone home??
