"But, no matter how smooth the plan, you're going to sleep here tonight, right? What if Ye Shiyu comes over later?"
"..."
Hearing this, Yan Huan leaned back against the leather cushion with a hint of helplessness, took a deep breath, and asserted in his mind,
"It's okay, don't forget, I can lock the door."
...
...
"Here we are, Xiao Huan..."
The black electric car entered the villa area of Jinghe District once more, stopping in front of Ye Lan's luxurious mansion.
"Ding ding!!"
As soon as the car door opened, an oppressive background music hit Yan Huan's ears.
With a quickening beat of drums, Yan Huan's heartbeat also began to accelerate.
The entrance to Ye Mansion seemed to be covered with a golden mist, resembling the doorway to a boss level.
...
Yan Huan rubbed his eyes, and just like that, the background music and special effects of the boss room vanished.
It was just an illusion, after all.
