No matter how he persuaded his father, the latter was unwilling to believe that that woman was ruthless. He even did not wish to see his son badmouthing her.
Perhaps it was the best to kick Qu Xiujie out.
However, the sound of the door being unlocked became soft, and eventually there was a pause. Just as Qu Xiujie was about to flip open his blanket, there was no more noise outside.
After listening for a while, there was still no sound. He carefully crept to the door and heard a man's voice seemingly asking what someone was doing in front of his room.
When there was no more sound outside, he looked through the peephole and saw nothing along the corridor, yet his phone rang.
It was a call from Murong Cheng.
"Bro, are you alright?"
