She was stunned, and then she collided head-on with the person inside.
Mao Beibei: "..."
Rong Yan saw her but showed not a hint of surprise. Instead, his thin lips curved up, his eyes gleaming with a light, as if he had seen right through her.
Before Beibei could react, he had already stepped out, casually closing the door behind him.
The moment he approached, Mao Beibei instinctively turned to flee, but Rong Yan's hand had already reached out, grasping her shoulder firmly. Without another word, his domineering force guided her, taking her downstairs.
Mao Beibei felt a tingling at her scalp, completely at a loss for what to do.
In the span of those few minutes, countless thoughts had flipped through her mind.
But no matter what, being discovered like this was always a bit awkward.
By the time she came to her senses, she was already being led by Rong Yan to the kitchen downstairs.