As soon as she swiped the key card to the door of her room, there was a sudden flash in the corner of the corridor behind her.
Yan Jinyi quickly turned around and caught a glimpse of a figure.
'Is it a stalker?'
It was common for artists of the entertainment industry to be stalked by hardcore fans, and even Zhuang Heng, an oddball with an eccentric temper, had fans who had the guts to stalk him.
However...
She knew that she probably didn't have such crazy fans.
After some hesitation, Yan Jinyi decided to let that person off for now and pushed the door open to go in.
It was raining tonight, and the raindrops fell on the windows.
Yan Jinyi stood in front of the full-length window and admired the beautiful scenery and vast grassland outside the hotel which was far away from the hustle and bustle of the city.
All of a sudden, she heard the sounds of someone knocking on the door hastily.
