Zuo Aiai stood up excitedly in the room when she heard the footsteps.
She could always recognize Ji Nanfeng's footsteps in no time.
Perhaps it was from his military background, he walked in a very upright manner, with forceful steps, each step maintaining an even rhythm.
She remembered that the first time they met, she was attracted by his straight and meticulous bearing.
When she opened the door, she saw Ji Nanfeng standing at the doorstep.
On his familiar handsome face, there was a hint of an excited smile.
But she suddenly forgot how to smile and just stared at him blankly.
For a moment, her emotions became more complex than ever.
Ji Nanfeng, seeing her open the door and stand inside without inviting him in, just staring blankly, felt a mix of pity and amusement.
So, he took the initiative to push the door open and walked right in.
Zuo Aiai, seeing him coming in, stood aside, thanked the bodyguards who had escorted him, and then closed the door.
