Tang Feng left Wang Xin's studio in a daze.
As he was leaving, Wang Xin stood on the staircase, her arms crossed, watching him.
Her eyes were brimming with complex emotions.
There was a hint of melancholy in her gaze.
He drove back to the club.
After parking his car in his reserved spot, he went upstairs first to return the car keys to the office.
Checking the time, there was still a while until his sister-in-law and her colleagues would finish work, so he decided to head back to the dormitory for a rest.
In the corridor on the third floor.
As he passed by an open door, a red figure suddenly leaned out of the room, and her pale hand grabbed his arm.
The sudden movement startled him.
Could it be that he'd encountered a female ghost dressed in red?
On closer inspection, the supposed "red-dressed ghost" turned out to be Li Ling.