Soon, she understood who this Wang Chuan was.
As it happened, this person lived in the same residential complex.
She glanced at the sleeping Lu Ban, picked up his phone, and sent a reply.
Motionless: I'm coming over now.
Then she gathered her things and went downstairs.
On the way, she discovered that many of the neighbors seemed to know her.
Only a very small number of them greeted Lu Ban. Most avoided him, as if they had encountered some harbinger of bad luck.
That was perfectly normal, though. In her understanding, someone who had endured otherworldly pollution like this would inevitably be shunned by those around them.
As for this Wang Chuan—or Qin Tiantian, rather—she guessed that this woman might be some kind of lover of his.
With the corners of her lips curling upward, she arrived downstairs from the other woman's apartment, pressed the doorbell, and soon went upstairs.
"I'm telling you, I really, really didn't touch anything! It just went black on its own!"
The moment the door opened, she heard Qin Tiantian's voice defending herself.
The girl wore fuzzy children's pajamas and hugged a Shark Head Pillow for warmth. She showed no wariness toward Lu Ban whatsoever.
She entered the apartment. The heating made the entire room feel somewhat dry. She followed Qin Tiantian into the room and saw the computer in its crashed state.
She glanced around the room. It was an entirely ordinary girl's bedroom. There were many stuffed toys on the large bed. Besides a keyboard and monitor, the desk held some snacks, drink bottles, and a ceramic mug printed with a cute design.
"Did you kick out the power cord?"
she asked casually.
"No! How could I? I didn't! I don't think I did, anyway. I was sitting cross-legged just now."
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