Being the recipient of three speechless gazes, Jia Molei silently stepped away from the perimeter of the peephole and hissed in a low, angry voice, "What are you looking at me for? Is it my fault that she recognizes me?!"
He Juan withdrew his gaze helplessly. Now that things had already come to this point, he knew that using this approach to enter Ye Lingya's house would not be feasible anymore. What to do? Just as He Juan was wrecking his brain to think of something, from his peripheral vision, he saw the room on the corner of the hallway opened by a crack, then a head popped up to peek at them curiously.
He Juan's heart abruptly sank. It seemed like his guess was correct. The walls in this building were so thin that one could only whisper quietly if they did not want the neighbors to know what they were talking about. How were they supposed to talk about such a sensitive topic?
