Su Xiaomo did as told. His wide shoulders made her feel very safe.
"I've called the police… what now? He must have an electric drill! Shit, will he burst in like in the movies…" Su Xiaomo couldn't stop imagining things. He Jiayu couldn't take it anymore and covered her mouth with a hand. "Stop it."
"Hm…" Su Xiaomo struggled. He Jiayu rubbed her head. "Momo, calm down."
His voice was so gentle that Su Xiaomo fell for it right away. She stopped talking.
"I'll go have a look." He Jiayu found the noise rather strange.
"No, you won't! Look at your thin arms and legs! You'll never beat him in a fight!" Su Xiaomo said anxiously. "Just stay here and wait for the police!"
A chuckle suddenly came from the window, followed by a conversation.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Zhang, for fixing up my room at such a late hour!"
"You're welcome. It's my pleasure."
Fixing up his room?
Su Xiaomo was baffled.
