Before opening the door, Guoguo was anxious and worried that Xu Ke might not be accustomed to their home's dilapidation. Yet, as soon as she opened the door, Guoguo's anxiety vanished instantly, and she stood there like a statue, motionless at the doorway.
"Guoguo, just get in already, what are you doing standing at the doorway?" Tangtang noticed Guoguo lingering at the door and spoke up, nudging Guoguo aside and opening the door.
"No!" But Guoguo's voice came too late, Tangtang had already opened the door. The room was cluttered with various items, and the living room reeked of alcohol and vomit. Tangtang's smile froze in place, and then completely faded away.
Seeing their home in this state, Tangtang's vision darkened. They never expected that couple to come home so early today, especially at this time. Tangtang felt her face burn with shame. She never imagined this would happen—it felt like their pride was trampled on the floor.
