At eight in the evening, Ye Chenxi took a taxi to the front of Jiang Hai's villa.
After paying the taxi driver, he walked up to ring the doorbell.
There were no lights inside, and he didn't know if Tang Xiaofei was home, but he held onto a sliver of hope.
When he left, he had told her to come back here every day after school.
Not knowing if she was in, he stood at the door and pressed the bell.
After about a minute without any response, he lowered his eyes in disappointment, thinking she might still be angry with him.
She probably hadn't come back, and without a key, he realized he would have to return to the Ye Mansion.
Feeling somewhat dejected, he turned around, his heavy footsteps slowly descending the steps, moving farther away from the villa.
To his surprise, just as he walked not too far off, he heard the sound of the door opening behind him.
Ye Chenxi quickly turned around, the house lights suddenly ablaze.
She came back? She really came back?
