Harman Hawke: ???
After being locked up for a whole week, Harman wondered if he had gone crazy from confinement, as he started hearing things.
Why else would he hear a woman's voice?
And it sounded quite pleasant too?
Harman Hawke incredulously opened his eyes and strained to lift his head.
Above him was a woman dressed in black, her face obscured. She leaned against the balcony railing, looking down at him.
And in her hand, she was holding onto the back of his collar.
Harman: "..."
Ruan Qi: "..."
The two of them exchanged a bizarre look in the night.
After a moment, the young girl was the first to politely greet, "Hi~"
Harman: "..."
For a moment, Harman was at a loss as to whether he should greet this young girl first or ask her to pull him up first.
After all, hanging twenty meters in the air is not exactly a great feeling.
Harman struggled without saying anything.
