Evening.
Night had fallen.
After taking Fang Wenping's call, Dong Xuebin went downstairs from his apartment and out of the building. A gust of cold wind hit him, making him shiver involuntarily. He tightened his collar and quickly headed for a nearby entrance, then went upstairs.
Upstairs.
Fang Wenping's home.
Dong Xuebin knocked on the door. When there was no response, he knocked again.
With a creak, the door opened, revealing Fang Wenping's stern face. "What are you knocking so many times for? I can hear you! Do you think I'm deaf?"
Dong Xuebin snapped back, "Hurry up! It's cold outside!"
Fang Wenping pulled open the security door, then ignored him and went inside.
Dong Xuebin had to close the door himself. Without even taking off his shoes, he walked in casually and looked around. Only then did he hear Qian Qian's giggling from the bedroom. The bedroom door opened, and another girl came out. She looked young, around twenty at most—perhaps only eighteen or nineteen. She was fairly pretty, but her prettiness was too ordinary. She was the kind of beauty anyone could tell was attractive at a glance, yet she had no distinctive traits. Her temperament was somewhat weak, and her clothes were poorly chosen, leaving little impression despite her looks. The girl was holding Xiao Qianqian's hand and playing with her as they came into the living room. When she saw Dong Xuebin, she paused slightly and seemed somewhat reserved.
Dong Xuebin didn't recognize her, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Smiling, he crouched down and opened his arms. "My precious baby."
Qian Qian cried out, "Daddy! Daddy!"
Dong Xuebin beckoned. "Come on, come on! Daddy will hold you!"
Qian Qian clumsily pumped her little legs and hurried toward her father with a thump-thump-thump. She