"I... wasn't excited."
There's something going on!
Qiao An sneakily tried to probe further, but Xia Lin quickly changed the subject, "Miss Qiao, we've arrived at the apartment."
"Sigh, that's no fun. I'll let you off the hook tonight."
Qiao An opened her apartment door. In the pitch-black apartment, she could faintly smell the aroma of food.
Turning on the light, Qiao An took a deep breath, "Uncle Wang made me a midnight snack again, awesome!"
Just as she finished speaking, she saw a dark figure walk out of the kitchen, which scared her so much she turned pale and ran outdoors screaming.
"A ghost..."
Xia Lin: "..."
Miss Qiao, did you look clearly?
That's not a ghost; it's your husband.
Hiding behind Xia Lin, Qiao An clutched his clothes in fright, "Xia Lin, you... you go in first."
"Miss Qiao, did you see clearly?"
Xia Lin had already noticed Mu Jingxi's grim expression, a storm was brewing.
"I saw clearly, it's just a shadow, like a ghost."
Xia Lin: "..."
