Zhao Yang leapt up, gliding onto the second floor.
He found that the window of Zhang Xiuer's room was locked, and he hesitated for a moment.
Would Bao'er be upset if he broke the window?
Forget it, there's no time to overthink now—their safety is what's most important!
With that thought, Zhao Yang fiercely elbowed the window, which shattered with a "crash". He quickly kicked away the rest of the glass and then leaped into Zhang Xiuer's bedroom!
A familiar scent rushed into his nostrils, a fragrance Zhao Yang could smell almost every day.
Zhao Yang walked to the bedroom door, opened it, and stepped onto the hallway of the second floor.
The entire villa was dead silent, not a single sound to be heard.
Zhao Yang's heart grew even more tense!
He hurried to the second-floor railing and looked down at the living room on the first floor!
The living room, illuminated by bright lights, was completely empty!
