"Op... open the door," Chen Zhezhe stammered, almost biting his tongue.
"Good, I'm at your door now," Kong Jie's voice was flat, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Chen Zhezhe immediately rushed over and unlocked his door. Tall Kong Jie was still dressed in her signature black suit—cold and rigid—yet to Chen Zhezhe, she was a sight for sore eyes. "Where is Wang Xing?"
Chapter 187