He stood there like he had known what she was planning. Like he had been waiting for her to open the door.
Her fingers curled around the doorknob, but she didn't open it immediately. She exhaled sharply, forcing down her irritation before unlocking it and pulling it open.
Feng Yizhou met her gaze, expression unreadable. "Take me along," he said. "I can help you. If your system is about to shut down, then you're going to need my help."
Qingran stared at him, her grip tightening on the doorframe. The cold morning air did nothing to cool the sharp irritation curling in her chest.
"The f**k! Are you spying on me? How the hell do you know all this?"
Feng Yizhou didn't blink. "My system gives me certain database info. It told me about your journey to Xi'an. And your system shutting down."
Her blood ran cold.
He knew.
