Driving back to the villa, Ye Fan opened the front door to find the house so silent that even Aunt Liao, the nanny, wasn't there.
"Heh heh, I'm just too clever," Ye Fan said with a grin as he closed the front door and headed for the stairs to the second floor.
Reaching the top, he was greeted by a palette of serene and elegant colors, along with several pots of lush, vibrant houseplants, their gentle fragrance filling the upstairs. The living room here was clearly more cozy and refined than the one downstairs.
Ye Fan didn't waste time admiring these; his gaze swept across the area and noted one bathroom and a total of four rooms.
"Uh, which one is her study?" he wondered.
He approached the nearest door, placing his hand on the doorknob and applying a slight downward force.
With a "click," the door opened, and Ye Fan peeked inside to find an empty guest room.
Closing that door, he moved on to the second, discovering a storage and gift room.
The third door wouldn't open.