Zhang Xiaoshan, with his back to the door, heard footsteps and immediately grew a bit impatient.
"Didn't I tell you to leave? What are you back for?"
But the person behind him didn't speak.
"The sound of the footsteps seems off, like high heels?"
Zhang Xiaoshan turned around.
And there he saw Luo Meili, dressed in tight jeans and a beige camisole, wearing high heels, hands on her hips, smilingly looking at him.
"Meili, sister?" Zhang Xiaoshan nervously stuttered.
Luo Meili said sourly.
"I was worried that someone might be getting bullied in police custody, so I came to see you, but I didn't expect to run into you having a moment. What is it, have you and Wu Xiaoru rekindled your old flame?"
Only yesterday had Zhang Xiaoshan sent Luo Meili a message to reassure her, and he had planned to spend the night at her place, but he hadn't anticipated encountering the situation with Jia Lanhua.
