But here, there's absolutely no one else who could find their way over.
Wen Ke said, "Mianmian, come to the bedroom."
"Okay." Obediently, Mianmian quickly ran over. Wen Ke asked Mianmian to unzip her coat and sit on the bed waiting for her, so the child wouldn't get too hot indoors, then walked out of the bedroom, carefully closing the door behind her.
As she approached the door, a cold vigilance flashed in her eyes. The door of this apartment didn't have a peephole, so she couldn't see outside. There was surveillance in the corridor, but it was too old and often malfunctioned, so she hadn't installed any camera software on her phone. Although she couldn't see the person outside, she instinctively sensed an unusual calm and composure, as the doorbell was only pressed once and there was no impatient repeated pressing or knocking.
