Jiang Yiren grabbed the doorknob, pressed it down, and then froze.
The door was locked from the inside.
He had actually locked the door from the inside.
In an instant, Jiang Yiren's thoughts surged, her emotions turning complicated.
Why did he lock the door?
Was he deliberately guarding against me, not wanting me to come in?
Jiang Yiren suddenly felt very upset; a deep sense of defeat dragged her mood down into the dust.
She slouched back to her room, eyes wide open, unable to fall asleep no matter what.
She tried to comfort herself: maybe this was just Song Guanchao's habit.
But that excuse was far too flimsy.
Who would have such a habit.
...
Song Guanchao had heard the sound of the door, opened his eyes to take a look, then went back to sleep.
He was indeed guarding against Jiang Yiren.
It wasn't that he had an issue with her; it was because of Yu Susu, which had affected his mood.
