Song Yanran knew in her heart that opening the door was not the right choice, but at this moment she was like the protagonist in a horror movie, unable to control her 'curious' hand.
As soon as the door was opened a crack, a slender, white hand rested on it.
Song Yanran's beautiful eyes tightened, cold sweat burst forth, and her heart pounded as if it were about to leap out.
She instinctively wanted to close the door.
Unfortunately, it was already too late, that hand was very strong, and the door couldn't be closed.
Song Yanran retreated, and the door slowly opened, revealing the person behind it.
In the dim hallway, a piercing, sharp ringing sound was still rampant, as if it could pierce a person's eardrums.
A girl full of a fierce aura stood in front of the door, an eerie wind blowing from nowhere, a cold chill surging from her feet to her head.
"Song... Song Chuzheng..."
Where did Yu Kai go?
Didn't he say he would take care of her?
Why is she here now?!
