He didn't run?
That makes even less scientific sense, doesn't it?
He instinctively searched the room, but couldn't find anyone. Instead, he heard the patter of water coming from the bathroom. Rong Jincheng found it a bit hard to believe, but then he glanced at the potato chip crumbs still left on the floor.
Maybe going in to take a shower really was a calculated move…
But if he's taking a shower, he has to take his clothes off.
If at a time like this he stole his clothes and threw them away, this brat wouldn't have anything to wear—how would he escape then?
Thinking of this, Rong Jincheng's eyes lit up, and he instantly felt like his IQ was off the charts.
Then he hunched over, tiptoed, gently, secretly, slowly pushed open the bathroom door…
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Originally, what Rong Jincheng meant to do was to sneak in, quietly take away Bái Cēn Yī's clothes, and then…
