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It was already too late to climb back into the ventilation duct.
Ruan Qing quickly glanced around, and ultimately, he silently rolled under the bed.
At the moment he rolled under the bed, the room’s door opened.
Someone walked in at a leisurely pace, and the sound grew closer.
It was Yang Chenjin.
Apparently, Yang Chenjin was heading towards the bedside.
Ruan Qing watched the approaching footsteps, his heart racing, nervously gripping the tablet in his hand.
He tried his best to control his breathing and heartbeat, minimizing his presence.
Fortunately, Yang Chenjin seemed somewhat absent-minded and didn’t notice the extra person in the room.
It was still early for dinner.
Ruan Qing could only silently pray that Yang Chenjin had some urgent matter and would leave immediately.
However, Ruan Qing’s prayers went unanswered.
Yang Chenjin entered the bathroom with a towel.
Clearly, he intended to take a shower.
Although Yang Chenjin’s perception abilities were not as strong as Yang Wenmin’s, Ruan Qing didn’t underestimate him.
Even when the sound of water started in the bathroom, Ruan Qing didn’t dare to make a sound.
The bathroom had a door.
A glass door.
The door was adorned with patterns, making it impossible to see the situation inside clearly. Also, due to the steam, only a vague silhouette could be seen.
The soundproofing effect of the glass door was not great, and Ruan Qing could hear the sound of water falling down.
It’s worth noting that Yang Chenjin’s bed was closer to the window, only one or two meters away.
As Ruan Qing quietly stayed under the bed, he suddenly heard a faint rustling sound behind him.
The sound was very subtle, easily overlooked, if not paying attention.
But Ruan Qing was already in a highly nervous state and didn’t miss that sound.
Rustling, scattered, as if something was crawling in from the window.
The sound was eerily similar to the crawling sound of those blood-red tentacles, giving a chilling feeling.
Ruan Qing’s body tensed with unease, and his fingers gripping the tablet were turning pale.
If he was discovered at this moment, it would be truly over.
He had tried before; he could mentally return to his own body, but he was powerless and unable to control it.
He didn’t know what those doctors had done to him; he couldn’t even muster the strength to open his eyes.
If anything happened to this body, he would indeed be confined to bed until the day of Yang Chenfeng’s funeral.
It seemed coming to retrieve things was still too risky.
Ruan Qing tried to calm himself. This body was not his frail one; it wasn’t entirely defenseless. Moreover, with his robot, escape might still be possible.
Ruan Qing silently took a deep breath, prepared himself mentally, and then quietly turned to look behind him.
He wanted to see what had made the sound.
Because of the low height of the bed, his field of vision was limited.
So even though Ruan Qing turned to face the window, he couldn’t see anything.
But the sound came from the window again.
And this time, it was much more pronounced than before.
However, Yang Chenjin in the bathroom seemed not to have heard it, probably drowned out by the sound of water.
Ruan Qing, however, heard it clearly. His heart tightened, and he silently picked up the tablet, aiming it at the window at the right angle.
The image from the window reflected hazily on the tablet.
It was a person, someone familiar.
It was... Shen Baiyue.
Shen Baiyue was currently leaning over the edge of the window, holding something that looked like a branch or some object, reaching towards the bed.
Clearly, the faint sound from earlier was coming from her.
And she hadn’t noticed him.
Because the target of the object in her hand was the bed, not under the bed.
Ruan Qing hadn’t figured out what she was doing until he saw the clear image on the tablet—a long object hooked onto... a familiar pair of underwear. At that moment, he fell into silence.
Ruan Qing: “...” Honestly, he never expected Shen Baiyue to be that kind of person.
Before, he arrogantly assumed that Shen Baiyue liked him, only to find out that she actually liked Yang Chenjin.
Even though the current situation was highly inappropriate, Ruan Qing still felt a bit awkward.
Firstly, awkward about his own mistaken assumptions.
Secondly, awkward because the young girl had mustered up the courage to sneakily like someone, only to end up not taking the clothes of her crush, but his...
Ruan Qing felt a bit of a headache.
However, he couldn’t bring himself to speak up about it because doing so would mean revealing that he had seen everything.
Maybe... it would be better to act like he hadn’t seen anything.
Just as Ruan Qing was about to retrieve his tablet, he saw the person by the window melting the clothes.
They were really melting.
It should be concentrated sulfuric acid?
There was no doubt it was concentrated sulfuric acid.
Ruan Qing looked at the clothes falling not far from him, rapidly corroded by the liquid.
It seemed that Shen Baiyue no longer liked Yang Chenjin.
Ruan Qing’s hand holding the tablet tightened slightly.
Was it because she recognized that the clothes belonged to him?
The question was how she knew...
After melting the first piece, Shen Baiyue began using the stick again to hook the second one.
Apparently, she didn’t want to let either piece go.
However, retrieving the second one was not as smooth as the first, and it wasn’t as close either.
Shen Baiyue exerted considerable effort as she tried to hook the underwear, to the extent that when she reached the edge of the bed, the garment slipped from her grasp, tumbling onto the floor.
The distance between the window and the bed was about two meters. If she poured concentrated sulfuric acid on this side of the window, it would be difficult to reach.
Seeing this, Shen Baiyue frowned and used the stick to hook the clothes on the ground, trying to bring them towards her side.
Even if she could get it to the window, pouring sulfuric acii on it would still be a challenge.
However, the ground was too low for her, making it extremely challenging to operate.
Shen Baiyue attempted to hook it several times, but all attempts ended in failure.
She glanced at the figure still taking a bath in the bathroom and, without much hesitation, flipped through the window into the room.
Then, crouching in front of the bed, she pulled out concentrated sulfuric acid concealed by the bed and poured it directly onto the crumpled clothes on the floor.
Shen Baiyue looked at the wrinkled clothes on the ground with a strong sense of disgust, pouring the entire bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid without caring that it would corrode the floor or that someone might notice someone had been there.
Just as Shen Baiyue was about to stand up and leave,
She seemed to sense that something was wrong, and her body froze.
Shen Baiyue stiffly and slowly turned her head, looking under the bed.
Then she met a pair of bright eyes.
Although the physical appearance was completely different, those beautiful watery eyes remained unchanged.
Shen Baiyue: “!!!”
Ruan Qing: “... Emm...”
