Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. Bei Yinyao bolted upright on the sofa. "Bang! Bang! Bang! Little aunt, open the door quickly!" Tongtong's voice came faintly through.
Bei Yinyao shook her head helplessly. "This little girl never brings her keys." She walked to the door and opened it, then suddenly remembered something and tried to close it, but Tongtong had already squeezed in. "Little aunt！ I haven't even come in yet, why are you closing the door?"
"Tongtong！ Can you step outside for a moment？" Bei Yinyao said.
Tongtong stared at Bei Yinyao's face, her eyes darting around mischievously. She giggled and said, "Little aunt！ I feel like something's off with you today. You're not hiding a man in the room, are you?"
Bei Yinyao's face reddened, but her cold expression didn't change much. "You little rascal！ You're always talking nonsense." Suddenly, Tongtong took off running toward Bei Yinyao's room.
Bei Yinyao's expression changed, and she chased after her. "You little rascal, where are you going？"
"Hehe... I'm going to check if there's a man in your room."
Bei Yinyao was both angry and anxious. If that little rascal saw it, it would be a disaster—within minutes, the whole family would know. Worst of all, nothing had even happened between them.
"Bang！" Tongtong burst through the door and barged in, with Bei Yinyao rushing into the room right behind her.
“Auntie！ There's nothing here, why are you so worked up? I thought you finally wised up and found me an uncle, but it looks like Grandpa and Grandma will still have to worry about your marriage.” Looking at the empty room, Bei Yinyao breathed a sigh of relief, but she still felt a bit disappointed.
“See anything？” Bei Yinyao said coldly.
Tongtong sensed danger coming, slowly backed away toward the door, then turned and ran. “Auntie！ I was originally looking for you to go shopping, but I suddenly remembered you have to work, so I'll go by myself. Bye...”
Watching Tongtong run out the door, Bei Yinyao let out a ‘pfft’ laugh, and her face instantly softened. Maybe it was only when facing Tongtong that she could show a smile.
She checked the time and realized she was already late for work. Even though it was her own company, she had never been late before. She quickly found her clothes and changed, then rushed out without even eating breakfast. Only when she reached the door did she remember that the keys were still on the coffee table. When she walked back, she noticed a note on the coffee table. Picking it up, there were only two words: “Thank you！” Bei Yinyao stood frozen for a long time, then smiled faintly, put the note in her bag, and walked out.
When Yang Luo woke up, he found himself wearing only a pair of boxers. He thought Feng Kun had helped him take off his clothes and didn't think much of it. But when he looked around the room, he felt something was off. Judging by the decor, it should be a woman's room. When he walked out, he saw his clothes neatly placed on the coffee table. Someone was lying on the sofa, their face covered by a blanket so he couldn't see it, but from the hair exposed, he could tell it was a woman.
If he was disqualified as a hooligan, well, upon finding himself in a strange woman's house, he panicked, threw on his clothes, grabbed the gun and gun license from the coffee table, and bolted outside. But when he reached the door, he felt it wasn't right to just leave like that—after all, she'd been kind enough to bring a strange man into her home, so he had to at least thank her. So he found some paper and a pen, scribbled down two words, left them on the coffee table, and then left. Even after he hit the street, he kept cursing Feng Kun for being a good-for-nothing, thinking about how to get back at him.
When he got back to the small hotel, Feng Kun was waiting for him. Seeing him, Feng Kun said lewdly, "Young Master Yang！ I've got to hand it to you, bro-even that woman, you managed to conquer."