The next day, Lin Yifan arrived half an hour early, as usual, at An Qi's doorstep.
Zhou Jiajia, who lived on the second floor, quickly came downstairs after seeing Lin Yifan drive up.
Soon after, she arrived by Lin Yifan's side.
"Hey!"
Zhou Jiajia first slapped Lin Yifan's shoulder, then hopped forward and made a ghost face, trying to scare Lin Yifan on purpose.
Lin Yifan had already braced himself mentally, so he wasn't frightened.
However, to go along with Zhou Jiajia's mischievous act, he still put on an appearance of being startled.
"Ah!"
Lin Yifan yelled loudly, his body shuddering.
After seeing Zhou Jiajia, he touched his chest, still feigning shock as he said, "You scared me to death. Where did you pop out from?"
"Pfft!"
Zhou Jiajia covered her mouth, smiling—today, she finally managed to scare Lin Yifan and felt a bit accomplished in her heart.
Then she replied, "I am a Specter from Hell, specially here to spook ungrateful men like you."
