"President He, time is up."
As He Zhiyao lingered on the faint breathing sounds from behind the door, Jian Annie gently reminded him.
He Zhiyao stood still, unmoved.
He wanted to stay a bit longer.
But he could not linger too long, for fear of being discovered.
It was only because the house was empty these past few days that he was able to sneak in for a visit.
Eventually, He Zhiyao uttered a soft "Mhm."
Jian Annie supported his arm as they descended the stairs.
No sooner had he left the room than Qin Shuang slowly opened her eyes.
She propped herself up into a sitting position, her gaze empty as she looked toward the door.
She noticed the door was slightly ajar, and the hallway was lit.
Unsure of what had prompted her, she got off the bed and hurried to the door, pulling it open, only to find the hallway empty.
Just then, she faintly heard some noise from the courtyard and quickly walked to the window, seeing a car driving away from the entrance.
Who had been here?