Steward Jin casually tossed Luo Bai onto the bed like rubbish, as though he were not a living person but a useless object.
Once she had finished, Steward Jin left the room without looking back, utterly indifferent to whether Luo Bai lived or died.
Steward Jin slowly returned to the living room and dropped heavily onto the sofa.
Her eyes were vacant, seemingly out of focus. She stared blankly ahead, her thoughts already drifting beyond the nine heavens.
No one knew what was on her mind at that moment. She looked dazed and utterly forlorn.
Suddenly, a series of crisp, rhythmic knocks broke the silence inside.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
Along with the knocking came a slightly sleazy shout: "Hey, is anyone home?!
I'm here to fix the faucet!"
He sounded like someone afraid of having his whereabouts discovered.
Unfortunately, Steward Jin was so immersed in her own world that she noticed nothing happening outside.
She remained in the same position, propping her chin in both hands and staring fixedly at one spot, as motionless as a statue.
Standing outside the door with a hat concealing most of his face, Ying Ming Hao was puzzled. "Huh? What's going on?
Is no one home?!"
Muttering to himself, he rang the doorbell several more times. But no matter how hard he tried, not a sound came from inside.
"Man, this is really strange. I can clearly smell that unique, captivating scent of hers, so why is she nowhere to be seen?
Could she really be out?
Impossible...
I absolutely can't give up like this!
I have to get inside and find out!"
Ying Ming Hao pondered this, muttering under his breath as he began sneaking around the little villa and peering inside.
He cautiously approached each window, even pressing his ear against