Although she didn't like her cousin, Yang Xiaoxi didn't speak poorly of Zhu Yun when she mentioned her.
Shen Mianmian nodded. "Alright, we'll talk more when we meet tonight!"
Yang Xiaoxi sighed. "That's the only option."
That night, the three of them returned home together only to find the door locked from inside. Yang Xiaoxi had been shouting for a while, but nobody came to open it.
"Could she be asleep?" guessed Shen Mianmian.
"How can anyone sleep so deeply?" Yang Xiaoxi was somewhat angry, her voice getting louder.
After a few minutes without anyone opening the door, Cheng Feiyang handed his backpack to Yang Xiaoxi. "I'll climb over the wall."
Just as he finished speaking, Zhu Yun's voice suddenly came from inside the courtyard. "Coming, coming."
Shortly after her voice, Zhu Yun opened the door from inside. Seeing the three of them, she appeared somewhat guilty.
"What were you doing? Why did it take you so long to open the door?" Yang Xiaoxi was visibly annoyed.
