She rang the doorbell several times before a woman answered from the other side of the door, "Who's there?"
The door opened, and she saw a face that she would never forget no matter how many years had passed. It was Jiang Qianqian.
Upon seeing Xu Wennuan, Jiang Qianqian's coquettish face assumed an expression of obvious surprise.
The two women stood completely frozen in place, facing one another, as if someone had hit their acupoints.
The sound of shuffling feet could be heard in the room behind Jiang Qianqian, along with Wu Hao's voice. "Is that our food delivery?"
As the words came out of his mouth, he walked toward the door and suddenly stopped six feet behind Jiang Qianqian.
With nothing but a towel wrapped around his lower body, his torso was fully exposed and marked with obvious and suggestive scratches.
