Yan Luoxi walked quickly and was about to reach the door when she saw a man carrying two bags of dog food walking through the aisle. She was startled and shrank back in fear.
Li Yeqi's thin lips slightly curved, and he stood beside the shelf near the door, seemingly focused on selecting dog food, yet he watched every move Yan Luoxi made.
Viewing her from this angle was indeed amusing. Did she really think that a mere file bag could hide anything? With her foolish demeanor, how on earth had she survived the last five years?
Out of the corner of her eye, Yan Luoxi caught sight of Li Yeqi heading her way and fled in a panic, but she was at the end of the corridor with no corners to turn into, nowhere to escape.
What to do, what to do?
If he bumped into her, she was as good as dead.
