Then... could his Ningning be in danger at this moment?
Although An Dafu had his doubts, he was a seasoned veteran who wouldn't act impulsively.
So, when he first realized something was amiss, he didn't rush into the room but leaned against the door, carefully listening to the sounds inside.
If there really was an outsider in the room at this moment, they wouldn't remain so quiet after he left.
However, after listening at the door for quite some time, An Dafu didn't hear anything and had to leave.
As he left, he couldn't help but blame himself, thinking he'd watched too much TV in the past and let his imagination run wild.
Given their modest home, how could such a dramatic scene of an intruder barging into a boudoir occur here?
An Dafu was unaware that such a situation had indeed taken place in their home.
On the kang, An Ning lay stiffly, not daring to make the slightest move.
Even though An Dafu had been gone for a while, Sikong Wuyou hadn't released her.
