He's Xiaonan's Father?

The barrier kept the sounds from outside at bay.

The room was quiet.

There was a distance of over ten feet between Gu Qingluan and Feng Tianlan.

"What are you planning?" She glanced at the tightly closed door behind him, adopting a defensive posture.

Feng Tianlan's deep and mysterious eyes fixated on her face, holding a hint of complexity within them.

After a long while, he shifted his step and slowly approached her.

Instinctively, Gu Qingluan took a step back, stopped, and asked with annoyance, "What on earth are you doing?"

Is this man crazy?

Did he have feelings for her? But she had never actively provoked him.

Yet now, he had inexplicably barged into her room.

He couldn't even manage to avoid suspicion while she was changing clothes; instead, he locked the door. A man and a woman alone in a room—clearly, he had some hidden agenda!

"Is it you?"

She did not understand his question.