Clang!
A piercing sound came from the rooftop's iron door.
For a moment, both Lin Zefeng and I were stunned, although he reacted first. By the time he reached the door, it had already been locked from the other side. Outside the iron rail, the spoiled rich girl stood triumphantly, holding the keys in her hand.
"Uncle, now you can peacefully hit on that old virgin. We won't open the door, and if you two turn into fossils on the rooftop, no one will know." That bratty girl leisurely jangled the keys, "Look at how kind we young people are, always thinking about you guys, afraid your lovemaking might get interrupted, so we deliberately locked you up together. Ah, it must be frustrating at your age. Don't worry, no one lives on the top floor, and even if you two scream, no one will likely hear it. Of course, uncle, however you want this dead woman to scream is none of our business. Ha-ha."