No Yan Xiaoxi?
Got the wrong place!
Zhao Yiran turned around to leave.
Huo Bei looked at her back and snapped, "Stop."
Zhao Yiran, "…"
Was she stupid?
She'd literally had someone pry open someone else's door lock.
Huo Bei looked at her back. "There's a camera at my door. You're Zhao Yiran, right?"
That one sentence was enough to freeze her in place.
Zhao Yiran turned back to look at Huo Bei. "You… how do you know me?"
Huo Bei didn't answer.
Staring at him, Zhao Yiran suddenly felt her luck was rotten—she'd been recognized even with a mask on!
"Say it, what compensation do you want? Whatever you want, I can give it to you."
Huo Bei's voice was icy. "No need."
Zhao Yiran glanced at him, saw he didn't look like he was lying, and was about to leave when she suddenly heard Huo Bei's voice: "I've already called security and the police. Someone will be here soon to deal with this."
Hearing that, Zhao Yiran snapped angrily, "You!"
