The urgent roar resounded throughout the room, yet Feng Jinglei, who was completely engulfed in fear, seemed unable to hear or see anything. Her terrified eyes hidden under the darkness, she curled her body into a ball, trembling in fear in a corner of the bathtub.
Separated by a door, Qin Feimo couldn't see her figure, his heart tormented with frustration, wishing he could light up the entire room to make her appear before him.
"Feng Jinglei! Where are you!? Answer me quickly!"
Finally, the trembling body curled up in the corner showed some movement. She lifted her fear-filled eyes and saw the faint light behind the bathroom door.
Because the glass was frosted, the light wasn't very clear, but to Feng Jinglei in the darkness, it was a beacon of hope.
"Crash!"
The door was yanked open, and a tall, upright figure immediately appeared at the entrance. The glaring light shone in, illuminating Feng Jinglei huddled in the corner clearly.
