The voice seeking help was soft and weak, and belonged to a man. By this time, everyone knew what to do.
However, Han Luoli was no ordinary man. With a sideways maneuver, he dodged Yang Xue's reliance once more and continued to ascend the building.
Upstairs, Gu Xiaoer was dangling a pencil in her mouth, swaying in front of the windowsill. To her surprise, she witnessed the entire scene, and the corners of her mouth lifted ever so slightly. She didn't even know why she felt so smug.
Soon after, the sound of keys unlocking the door could be heard.
Gu Xiaoer didn't know when Han Luoli got a key to her place, but even if she did, her heart had already tacitly consented.
To show a little pride and restrain the little anticipation in her heart, Gu Xiaoer pretended not to hear anything and continued to huddle in the study, researching drawings. Her eyes occasionally glanced towards the door, waiting for Han Luoli to come obediently to check in.
