Ou Yanan stood up, sensing that the visitor's intentions were unfriendly, and hid in her room.
Wa Zicong was standing by the kitchen sink and didn't want to move, but the doorbell didn't stop, and it would soon provoke the irritation of the neighbors.
Reluctantly, he dried his hands, walked to the door, and didn't look through the peephole to see who was outside; it seemed that he didn't need to look to know who it was. He turned the doorknob.
Click, the door opened.
As soon as Lin Yishan, who was standing outside, saw him, her eyes widened in an instant.
Wa Zicong frowned, fearing that she might physically attack him next, and cautiously stepped back half a step.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yishan suddenly threw herself onto his chest, grabbing the back of his shirt and started crying.
