"Thump, thump, thump-----"
A knocking suddenly erupted from outside the room.
Han Manyin was taken aback and glanced at the wall clock, unsure who would come by at this time. She snuffed out the cigarette in her hand before heading to the door. "Who is it?"
"It's me," Shen Jiangli's voice came through the door panel.
Han Manyin frowned, never expecting it to be him.
Especially since she had just been smoking—if he discovered that, he would definitely suspect her.
Han Manyin hurriedly crushed out the cigarette, then threw the butt into the trash can, fearing Shen Jiangli would find it. She added another tissue on top to cover it.
But the scent of the smoke hadn't completely dissipated from the air.
Han Manyin took out some perfume and sprayed it around before getting up to open the door.
As soon as the door was opened, Shen Jiangli smelled the scent coming from her—perfume mixed with a faint whiff of smoke, somewhat irritating.