The night was deep, and Xia Yanxin comfortably took a hot bath. She changed into her pajamas and crawled into bed. After a long day, she could finally rest for a while.
She picked up her laptop intending to surf the internet, but her gaze inadvertently fell on the small black velvet box on the desk…
Was it the one Chu Sihao returned to her?
She had casually placed it on the desk upon entering and hadn't bothered to open it yet.
She got up, picked up the box, and after pondering for a moment, she opened it.
On the red satin cloth lay a small silver key…
A key? Where did this key come from? Why did she have no recollection of it whatsoever?
The key was only as long as her little finger; it clearly wasn't for a front door or garage. Upon closer inspection, it resembled a cabinet key.
Suddenly intrigued, Xia Yanxin got out of bed, took the key, and commenced testing it on every locked item within the house—one by one, into any keyhole that seemed to be the right size...
