Pa-da! The door opened, revealing a young man.

Double eyelids, deep-set eyes, smooth facial features, giving an illusion of mixed heritage.

"What's the matter?"

He was very cautious, the door barely accommodating his 1.8-meter tall frame.

From my vantage point, I couldn't see inside the house at all.

I recalled I had a few flyers someone had forced on me in my bag, "Interested in swimming and fitness?"

Among them was a flyer for local computer sales. Fortunately, he didn't notice, just impatiently turned his face away, "Go away."

Taking advantage of his lapse, I shoved the door open and barged in with my head down.

"Who are you, what do you want?"

He followed me, cursing under his breath.

Until...

"Xiao Du? You..."

What should I say? Should I ask why she ended up like this or why she's living here?

The man didn't expect me to break in and hadn't cleaned up. Tablecloths and sofa pillows, sofa covers were all on the floor, a complete mess with shattered glass everywhere. Du Ruoyi sat among the glass shards, near the right wall. Blood stains were in her messy hair, the whole house was in shambles.

Seeing me, she ignored the glass shards on the floor and threw herself into my arms, "Sister Zhao, save me."

While softly comforting her, I discreetly sized up the young man.

Muscular, with a furrowed brow, eyes filled with hostility.

I understood what had happened.

"Don't speak nonsense, we were just having a quarrel, right, Du Ruoyi?"

There was a threat in his voice. Xiao Du trembled and buried herself deeper into my embrace.

I glared at the man. Maybe seeing I was a woman, he didn't feel he did anything wrong, slowly walked over to the sofa, and lazily laid down, feet casually propped on the coffee table.

I've never seen someone this arrogant, and immediately thought he must be confident we had no evidence. At this moment, I could only play along.

"Xiao Du, you too. Couples quarrel but look at how you've wrecked the house? Go clean it up quickly."

Xiao Du looked at me, seemingly understanding my intention, disregarding the glass shards cutting her feet, limped and started tidying up the place.

But the man was still not at ease, his eyes like an eagle capturing prey, fiercely staring at me.