Zhang Jingdong and Lin Xiran took the elevator up the floors.
Entering the apartment, Zhang Jingdong, to prove he wasn't lying just now, went straight for the bathroom.
However, in his urgency, he forgot one thing.
He hadn't asked Lin Xiran where the bathroom was.
And Lin Xiran had noticed this detail.
She instantly concluded that Zhang Jingdong had been to this house before, and not alone.
It must have been...
She couldn't help but recall the abnormality in Lin Xirui when facing Zhang Jingdong during their school's performance report last time.
And when she had gone on stage to perform, Zhang Jingdong had even sat with Lin Xirui.
Besides, in the recent period, every time she mentioned Zhang Jingdong on the phone with Lin Xirui, Xirui's reaction wasn't like before, picking at his faults, but started to appreciate his strengths with her.
By the end of her thoughts, Lin Xiran felt a bit disheartened, but she wasn't the slightest bit angry; rather, she felt a sense of relief.
