Three days after the bank's "2.15 million shock lesson," Gu Yue was finally officially discharged and returned home.
Tang Wulin bustled around, cleaning the house until it was spotless. He had even replaced the air purifier's filter to make sure Gu Yue could breathe fresh air. He had just helped her sit down on the sofa and had yet to hand her the warmed water when a rapid knock sounded at the door.
Knock, knock, knock!
The rhythm was forceful, carrying an overbearing air that brooked no argument.
Tang Wulin turned to Gu Yue with a baffled look. "Who is it? A delivery? Did you order something?"
Gu Yue shook her head just as blankly. She had only just returned and had not even had time to open a food delivery app.
"Delivery..." A deliberately lowered yet still crisp female voice came from outside. It sounded slightly breathless, as though she had run all the way here.
"I didn't order delivery either?" Tang Wulin was even more confused. He clearly remembered Gu Yue muttering just moments ago, "I just got discharged, so I should eat light. I don't want takeout."
Out of basic respect for the "delivery person," Tang Wulin still opened the door.
The next second, a golden figure darted through the crack in the door like a wild dog off its leash—no, like a streak of golden lightning. With a flawless grappling maneuver, she squeezed sideways through the gap and kicked the door shut behind her.
"Tang Wulin! You think you get to eat takeout? Dream on!"
With that crisp shout, the visitor revealed herself.
A tight training outfit outlined her perfect curves, while her long golden hair was tied in a high ponytail. Dashing and valiant, she was Tang Wulin's other "nemesis"—Ye Xinglan!
"Xinglan?!" Tang Wulin's jaw