At half past nine in the evening, Yang Weicheng was so bored that he dozed off in the room. Only then came the sound of a car horn outside the door.
He stretched out from the sofa and stood up. He went to the window and looked out through the gaps in the curtains. He saw Liu Ruofan, a graceful figure, getting out of the car.
Liu Ruofan took his bag and told the people in the car a few words before turning into the yard.
Yang Weicheng hurries to hide behind the door, ready to surprise her.
Bang!
The door of the house was pushed open, and the door plank hit Yang Weicheng hard on the forehead. Before he could stand still, the poor guy almost fainted because his eyes were black.
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