Tang Anzhi didn't want to answer it, but it kept ringing non-stop, disturbing her sleep, just as she was about to dismiss the call, her mind suddenly turned a corner. The doorbell and phone were ringing at this hour, so it was very likely that her neighbor across the way had returned...
Could she play dead? At this ungodly hour, you return and that's fine, but why knock on her door? What do you want to do?
She rolled around in bed several times, the doorbell and phone ringing incessantly, like an evil chant drilling into her brain.
Fine, if she didn't answer now, it would probably ring all night long.
So she reluctantly picked it up, and before she could even speak,
Huangfu Zheng's husky voice came through, "Open the door," and then the call was abruptly hung up.
Tang Anzhi stared at the phone, her burning gaze as if to poke a hole through it, fine, you're awesome, I respect no one but you...
