An Ruo spoke as if it was nothing serious, and her expression was very normal.
An Ji was confused; could his sister actually like that man?
After much persuasion, An Ruo convinced An Ji to go back to sleep, then she returned to her own bedroom, quickly changed her clothes, grabbed her wallet, and went to open the door.
The door had been loudly banging, the intense knocking sound waking up the neighbors.
When An Ruo opened the door, Tang Yuchen was leaning on the wall with one hand raised, ready to slap down fiercely; An Ruo quickly dodged, and his hand did not hit her face.
"Why did you open the door only now?" the man frowned discontentedly.
An Ruo stepped forward and said, "Let's talk downstairs. Xiao Ji is resting, and he has class tomorrow."
Tang Yuchen glanced at her, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her downstairs.
An Ruo closed the door and hurriedly followed behind him.
