An hour and a half later, Chen Zihan had taken down all the slips of paper from the entire wall of doors, but she couldn't find the one she was looking for. The fine beads of sweat on her forehead, she turned to the landlady with a look of disappointment and said, "There's no note written by Xiao Han!"
"There is!" The landlady smiled and said, "It's just that I put it away!"
"You!" Chen Zihan nearly fainted from anger upon hearing this.
If you had put it away, why did you still let me search for it here? Isn't that just deliberately causing me trouble? Chen Zihan seemed annoyed and angry. She couldn't believe that despite her earnest search for the note, she had been played for a fool, which is what made Chen Zihan so furious. Grinding her teeth, she said, "Why did you have to mock me like this? Do you find it amusing?"