Just as Qiao Jing lay down, the doorbell rang, and her mood, already quite annoyed, did not make her want to get up to open the door.
Eventually, she simply closed her eyes pretending not to hear as Qiao Jing just wanted to fall asleep and rest for a while.
But the doorbell kept ringing non-stop, not even waiting for the first ring to finish before the second one started.
The constant ringing of the doorbell made it clear that the person outside would keep ringing until she opened the door.
Qiao Jing furrowed her brows, suppressed her irritation inside, and finally unable to take it anymore, she got up to open the door.
As she stood up, she stumbled, nearly falling forward!
In a split second, Qiao Jing's hand supported herself on the table, maintaining her balance.
The doorbell kept ringing, as if urging her to hurry and open the door.
Qiao Jing pursed her lips slightly, and her steps were a bit erratic as she walked to the door.