381, Duan Fei's Claustrophobia [Second Update]_2

"Third Master, Miss Duan said she has something to deal with but didn't specify what it is,"

Rong Moyong didn't speak, he just opened the door and got out of the car.

...

After entering the house, Duan Fei took off her coat and bag, and sat down on the living room sofa with her phone in hand.

Zhang Xiaojia forwarded the landlord's WeChat to her.

The landlord's surname was Xu, with a profile picture of a rose flower, clearly an older auntie...

She was quite enthusiastic, bombarding Duan Fei with questions about her personal affairs as soon as they added each other on WeChat.

And those were the types of voice messages that last over a minute...

By the time Rong Moyong came in, Duan Fei closed WeChat and lifted her head to look at him.

The man stood beside the sofa, looking down at her imperiously, his long fingers leisurely tossing his coat onto the sofa before starting to unbutton his suit.