Qian Cangyi suddenly turned his head, looking towards the door.
The knocking came again.
He put on his shoes and walked step by step towards the door, each step light.
"Liang Ping..." Outside the door, Ran Ya's faint voice came through.
Qian Cangyi's heart slightly relaxed, but he didn't completely let his guard down, after all, he was still in Fuluo Village, and moreover, inside Fan Yuantang's home.
Reaching the side of the door, he placed his right hand on the doorknob, then gently turned it and pushed forward.
Creak.
The anti-theft door slowly opened, and Ran Ya's cute face peeked out from the side of the door.
Seeing Ran Ya's eyelids constantly battling, Qian Cangyi showed a comforting smile, "Your hair? Nevermind, come in quickly."
"I have something very important to tell you." Ran Ya rubbed her eyes with her left hand while stepping into the room with her right foot.
