The commotion was barely audible, very light and faint.
Xu Haohao heard this sound, and her heart grew cold.
It was unlikely that Su Li and Mr. Qi had come to rescue her, otherwise, the sound would not be so faint and calm.
It must be that despicable man returning.
The door opened with a "swish," and the chilling wind of early winter blew in, carrying a faint scent of blood.
Xu Haohao, who had been sleeping with closed eyes, suddenly opened them and sat up abruptly.
The smell of blood? What happened?
"What are you doing?" The man's usually gentlemanly and gentle voice trembled slightly, full of confusion.
What was he doing?
Xu Haohao hurriedly turned on the light and was completely stunned by what she saw in the room.
The floor was completely flooded, almost enough to soak their ankles!
Damn, did she really let the water run that fiercely? How could it overflow so much?
