Inside the kitchen, Xi Xiaye was still preparing some soup and some snacks to sober up.
She lowered her gaze and silently watched the small flame flickering on the stove. Her beautiful face was dense with a hint of worry. When she remembered what had happened earlier, she still had lingering fears.
Who could have done it?
She only remembered back then that she seemed to have heard the very light patter of footsteps. The person had not been wearing high heels, but it should have been a woman because she seemed to have heard the sound of long fingernails scraping against the door.
However, it did not seem right if she thought about it again. Would a woman have been able to get a snake into the washroom?
In fact, was that person targeting her?
How could they have been so sure that she would have gone to the washroom?
Could it have been pure coincidence?
Or perhaps that person had been watching her.
