This discovery instantly excited Song Guanchao.
He was guessing whether Wu Qiangwei forgot to close the door or left it open on purpose.
This made his heart itch like cat claws, unbearably itchy.
His slight drowsiness was completely gone, and he couldn't sleep at all.
He sat on the bed, scratching his ears, and finally decided to go over and take a look.
But, not right now.
Wait a bit.
He picked up his watch, staring at the second hand.
Every second felt like a year, and he wished he could rush over immediately.
Half an hour later, Song Guanchao put down the watch and walked toward her room.
Wu Qiangwei had indeed left the door open on purpose.
She felt very conflicted, wanting something to happen with Song Guanchao but hesitating at the last moment.
Leaving the door open was the most proactive action she could take.
When she first lay down, she was very nervous, worried that Song Guanchao would come over, yet also worried that he wouldn't.
