Unable to resist Li Jiaqi's persistent pleading, Bai Yifei had no choice but to agree to take the risk, albeit only once.
The maid was quite clever; upon leaving, she actually locked the iron fence outside.
She and Bai Yifei had to climb over the fence.
Bai Yifei's face was dark throughout, a reputable psychologist scaling walls in broad daylight like a common street thug.
After getting through the window, he opened the front door to let Li Jiaqi in.
"Shiyu, it's me..."
Li Jiaqi softly called out outside the bedroom door.
Inside, there was no response. She glanced back at Bai Yifei, then leaned her ear against the door to listen.
That's when she heard a low sobbing sound from inside.
"Shiyu, I'm coming in!"
Li Jiaqi called out as she pushed open the door.
As the door opened, a heavy stench of blood hit her.
The window was still tightly covered, and the low sobbing came from a corner near the bathroom.
