Then, the owner of those shoes walked unhurriedly towards the direction of the dressing room!
Qin Yiren was so scared she didn't dare to breathe heavily. Looking around and finding nothing useful for defense, she picked up a seemingly sturdy hanger and hid in the corner, staring at the not-so-heavy door.
If the person is really a thief, even knowing she's hiding here, they probably wouldn't dare to break in, after all, his goal
is money.
Staring tensely at the door, Qin Yiren swallowed, the corner of her eye glimpsing the glittering jewelry in the dressing room.
All those were bought for her by Bo Jinghang, each piece worth a fortune.
Outside, on the dressing table, there were only the brooch and necklace she wore to work, their value and quantity far less than those in the dressing room. She wondered if that would satisfy the thief.
If the person was especially greedy...
