"Phew, is it finally going to be peaceful now?"
Tang Ming sighed helplessly.
Xia Wei'er, sitting on the sofa, also looked helpless. What's going on here?
Tang Ming sat back on the sofa, all his enthusiasm dissipated.
"Ming, do you think anyone else will come and interrupt us?"
Xia Wei'er looked at Tang Ming uncertainly.
"I don't know either. Let's wait a bit. If there's nothing after a while, we'll continue."
Tang Ming tried to muster some energy and stared intently at the door.
"Forget it, I've been traumatized. Thank goodness they always interrupt beforehand. If it happened during the 'thing,' I'd be scared sick."
Xia Wei'er wearily held Tang Ming's hand, equally reluctant to move.
"I'm afraid I might be frightened out of my wits."
Tang Ming sighed helplessly.
Not even two minutes passed before the doorbell rang again.
"I knew it."
Tang Ming sighed helplessly and walked dejectedly to the door. "The young lady and the police have both come; what's this trick now?"
