Because at this moment, the person standing at the door, the one knocking, was not just anyone.
It was the very one she had been incessantly thinking about—Zhang Beixing!
"Lao Zhang!"
She threw the door open and, not caring that Zhang Beixing was covered in snow, rushed toward him, letting out a joyful cry.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm cold! Stop it! You're a young lady, throwing yourself at a man in broad daylight. What kind of decorum is that?"
Although Zhang Beixing was grumbling, his body didn't move an inch.
Just before Lin Siqi could pounce on him, he subtly circulated the Postnatal Five Qi within his body to shake off the snow and warm himself, preventing her from catching a chill.
His actions were so discreet that Lin Siqi didn't notice.
She just flung herself into Zhang Beixing's arms, burying her head against him.
She took a deep breath.
Then...
"UGH—"
"Lao Zhang, did you just crawl out of a garbage dump?"
