Bei Yiyi looked up to see Wu Yao leaning casually against her door, and she was instantly frightened out of her wits.
The room key that she had finally found was scared out of her hand and dropped to the ground.
Wu Yao, ever the gentleman, picked up the room key for her, held it between his fingers, and handed it to her, "Seeing me excites you this much, huh?"
"Are you a ghost? You don't make a sound when you walk! Do you know that you can scare someone to death like that? Don't think just because you're a bit handsome that you can't scare someone to death!" Bei Yiyi was genuinely frightened, her chest heaving violently.
This wasn't the right atmosphere!
Bei Yiyi quickly switched from her scared expression to one of anger and said again, "Why are you following me? What on earth do you want?!"