Seeing a figure flashing in the sitting room, Han Siqi is startled. While dashing downstairs, he questions in a low voice, “Who are you?”

“Mr. Han, it’s me.”

Xiao Ying?

Han Siqi slows down his pace and asks quietly, “What are you doing here so late?”

Xiao Ying delivers Han Siqi something.

The key?

Han Siqi slightly changes his face, “Why is it in your hand?”

Hearing nothing upstairs, ...