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At the dining table, four people turned their gazes toward the front door. Tian Ling stood up, a hint of confusion on her face. Who could be visiting at this hour? The property management?
As she approached the door, the knocking grew increasingly frantic. Peering through the peephole, she gasped and hurried back to the table, her heart racing. Ke Wenjie! What should I do?
Tong Le instantly panicked. If Ke Wenjie found out she was secretly meeting a man at Tian Ling's place, the consequences would be dire. She had managed to maintain a strategic position, but now her private morals could be used against her by both Ke Wenjie and Zhang Huizhi.
Tong Le stood up and yanked Zong Zeyu, who was leisurely eating, by the arm. "Hide! Quickly!"
Fan Qinghua felt that this situation had nothing to do with him. He had no inappropriate relationships and didn’t know Ke Wenjie; he was upright and honorable.
But Tian Ling grabbed Fan Qinghua's arm and insisted, "You hide too!"
With food still in his mouth, Fan Qinghua looked bewildered and reluctant. "Why should I hide?"
In unison, Tong Le and Tian Ling shoved Zong Zeyu and Fan Qinghua into the wardrobe.
Fan Qinghua tried to escape, but Tian Ling pushed him back in. "Stay put! Don’t make a sound!"
Tong Le pleaded with Zong Zeyu, "Just bear with it for a moment."
As they closed the wardrobe door, Tong Le and Tian Ling rushed to the living room to tidy up. They quickly put away shoes and coats at the entrance. After exchanging a glance that lasted just two seconds, they devised a plan for how to act next.
Tian Ling turned to grab a kitchen knife from the kitchen and switched on the exhaust fan before handing Tong Le a spatula.
Then, Tian Ling opened the front door. The two sisters stood there armed with a knife and a spatula. As the door swung open, Tian Ling shouted angrily, "Who is it? Are you crazy banging on my door?"
Ke Wenjie stood at the door with a fierce expression, having rushed over without even changing out of his sleep shorts after receiving a call from Lan Qingqing. He was worried that Tong Le might actually be cheating on him at Tian Ling's place.
The three exchanged glances before Tong Le spoke up. "Honey? Why didn’t you give me a heads-up before coming?"
Ke Wenjie peered into the house suspiciously and made as if to step inside. Tian Ling brandished the knife and yelled, "What are you doing? No male species is allowed in my house! Don’t you know I’m allergic to men?"
Ke Wenjie hesitated at the threshold; he was aware of Tian Ling's past and knew she had a physiological aversion to men. He didn’t dare enter.
He stood at the doorway looking inside but saw nothing unusual.
"Why did it take so long to open the door?" Ke Wenjie asked.
Tong Le explained, "We were cooking; we still had one dish left. What brings you here unexpectedly? How did you know I was at Tian Ling's? I don’t remember telling you."
Ke Wenjie was momentarily at a loss for words; he couldn’t admit he was there to catch her cheating. Instead, he fabricated an excuse. "I called you but you didn’t answer. I got worried—afraid it would be like last time—so I figured you might be here at Tian Ling's and came straight over."
Tong Le pulled out her phone and checked her call log. "You never called me."
Ke Wenjie replied, "Must be an issue with my phone; I thought something happened to you."
Ke Wenjie glanced back into the house and asked, "When will you be done? I'll wait for you downstairs; I drove here."
Tong Le replied, "I'm not finished eating yet. Can you wait for another half an hour?"
Ke Wenjie nodded, "Alright, I'll wait for you downstairs."
As the front door closed, Tian Ling cautiously peered through the peephole. Ke Wenjie had indeed left, but she still dared not make a sound.
Tong Le hurriedly pulled Zong Zeyu and Fan Qinghua out of the closet. Fan Qinghua stretched his limbs and exclaimed, "So this is what it feels like to sneak around like they do in those TV shows!"
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