The next day
The morning sunlight gently woke Jiaqi from her slumber.
Just as she finished washing up and was about to make breakfast, there was a knock on the door.
Curious about who could be knocking so early, she looked through the peephole and saw a girl with shoulder-length hair, wearing a loose T-shirt, exuding a chilling aura.
"It's her!" Jiaqi sneered as she opened the door.
"Sorry, Jiaqi, am I bothering you?" Wang Yiran's eyes showed no hint of apology.
"Are you Senior Yiran?"
Jiaqi leaned against the doorframe, asking leisurely while looking at the visitor with a wary eye.
"Yes!"
"Please come in!"
Jiaqi invited her in, not wanting to disturb her neighbors.
Both of them inspected each other upon entering the apartment.
Wang Yiran noticed that the other was slightly taller and had an amazing figure.
This was a woman whose beauty could captivate anyone.
