Jiang Yan seemed to have been revived at full health, running and wandering all over the five-story sales office.
"It's huge! This living room is huge, like walking around a shopping mall."
"The second floor is a conference hall. This sofa is really nice, so comfortable to sit on."
"The third floor is actually a gym, and there's even a swimming pool. Awesome."
"The fourth floor... Huh? Who's in that room?"
When Jiang Yan reached the fourth floor, she unexpectedly saw that one of the room doors was open. Dim light flickered inside, and voices drifted out.
"Is it a person or a ghost?" She began to feel afraid.
Only then did she remember that she was the only one in such a huge villa. The silence around her felt rather frightening.
"Yang Jian's place definitely won't have ghosts." Thinking that, Jiang Yan felt a little more at ease and carefully crept closer for a look.
She saw someone sitting at a computer desk in the room, playing a game.
"Hm? Footsteps." Zhang Wei, who was sitting at the computer, frowned, sensing that things were not so simple.
He pinpointed her location by sound.
Zhang Wei immediately looked toward Jiang Yan outside the door.
"A thief? There's nothing here to steal. Get lost already and don't interrupt my game."
"I'm not a thief. Who are you? Why are you in my home?" Jiang Yan immediately demanded.
"Your home? What proof do you have that this is your home? The stockings on your legs? Or the smell of lamb skewers coming off you?" Zhang Wei curled his lip disdainfully.
"I'm Yang Jian's girlfriend. This villa was bought by Yang Jian, so how is it not my home? Who exactly are you? If you don't tell me, I'll call the police."
"Yang