Footsteps were getting closer, and Jian Anning looked left and right. Suddenly spotting a small door next to her, she didn't hesitate to push Yu Zexiao inside and closed the door.
This was a small compartment for storing cleaning supplies, barely large enough for one person to move around. Next to them were items like brooms, mops, and water buckets. Once inside, they could only squeeze together, a wrong step could brush against the bamboo broom beside them and make a noise.
Fearing any sound, Jian Anning had no choice but to press tightly against Yu Zexiao.
Yu Zexiao hadn't even processed what was happening when Jian Anning pulled him in with a gentle yet firm grip, pushing him against the wall. As her body pressed against his, his first thought was, "See, I knew it. She must like me! She previously felt inferior and unworthy, which is why she said she wanted to leave!"
