Listening intently for a while to Yu Qiao Qiao's steady breathing, confirming Boss Qiao Qiao was sound asleep, Chen Yan turned his head to glance once more at Zhao Ying's tightly shut door before he satisfiedly snuck quietly into Yu Qiao Qiao's room.
After tiptoeing inside, he reached out to close the door.
Suddenly, a hand braced against the door at that moment.
Chen Yan was dumbfounded for a second.
Then he looked towards the doorway in the dim light.
To his surprise, Zhao Ying, whom he had checked several times, was actually standing at the door.
Chen Yan's heart nearly leapt into his throat.
'What's going on? What's going on?'
'Why is Brother Ying here?'
'I didn't see her open the door just now!'
'Where did she come from?'
Following that, Chen Yan's second thought was: It's over, I'm socially dead!
Being caught red-handed sneaking into Yu Qiao Qiao's room in the middle of the night—what am I going to do now!
