No sooner had her voice faded than the door was abruptly knocked on, the sound continuous and urgent.
Having just experienced last night's ordeal, Meng Fan's heart tensed at the sound of the knocking. She was about to get up when Wen Zhi pressed her hand, "I'll get the door."
Meng Fan's complexion was slightly pale as she nodded.
Wen Zhi got up to answer the door, and behind her Meng Fan reminded, "First check the peephole, it might be Jian Yingqing."
Wen Zhi nodded, then looked out through the peephole.
Indeed, the person standing outside was Jian Yingqing. Wen Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression looked very anxious, constantly knocking on the door.
Wen Zhi opened the door, and Jian Yingqing pushed her into the room, slammed the door shut, and said in a low voice, "Something's happened."
Upon hearing that something had happened, Wen Zhi immediately went on high alert, "What happened?"
