After a long day at work, the only thing that kept Rong Yue who had spent half the time moving between several virtual black communities where people took several tasks and sold several things was the food that she expected that Qin Yichen would have made.
Yet, the moment she entered her street, every bit of exhaustion disappeared from her body as she saw that the front of her house was crowded.
Her feet covered the distance from where she was to her house speedily as she tried to remember if anything had happened to her mother at this time.
"Open the door immediately now." She heard a gruff voice yell as he kicked at their door.
"Who are you?" The moment the man turned, she was reminded of him immediately, since it had been so long someone, like the landlord of the house had long since left her mind.
