"Xiao Fang!" He went over and knocked on the door, calling out. "Ah Zhu?"
Bam bam bam, the dust on the door thumped down as he kept knocking.
Even the doorknob was covered with dust.
Kuang Kanzhi's heart jumped heavily.
This clearly doesn't look like a place that just recently became unoccupied.
What is going on?
Where has everyone gone?
"Xiao Fang! Qingqing!" He pounded on the door even harder. This lock he had never seen before, so naturally, he didn't have the key.
He knocked for a long time. A nearby neighbor opened their door, poking their head out for a while before shouting to him, "Mr. Kuang, why are you back?"
Kuang Kanzhi found it strange; wasn't it normal for him to return home?
"Oh, I went to study out of town and just got back today. Do you know where my wife went?"
"Didn't they already go abroad?"
The neighbor's expression was quite odd.
