Through the light streaming in through the crack in the door, she saw half of a face so cold it was suffocating.

Although only half of his face was visible, she recognized him at a glance.

This person was Lin Congzhi, whom she wished she could tear to pieces and beat to death.

Lin Congzhi stood there coldly, motionless, not exhaling a breath, like a lifeless, cold corpse.

In this environment and situation, if she didn't have a continuous stream of real memories, she would have thought she was in a dream.

Nevertheless, she was still somewhat afraid; afraid that this cold, aloof man, exuding a murderous aura, would kill her.

Suddenly, she remembered what Yao Yao had said.

Yao Yao said that a scheming man may appear kind and gentle on the surface, but he is actually dark and evil inside. Once you anger him, he will come up with a thousand ways to torture you until he kills you.

She didn't know if Lin Congzhi had found out that she already had a boyfriend. If he had, then her current situation was just as Yao Yao had worried—precarious.

While she was lost in thought, Lin Congzhi, who had been motionless, suddenly moved his head like a robot, turning his frosty face little by little, and then stared at her coldly with eyes as still as a pool of water.

Looking into those terrifying, almost devouring eyes, Jiang Yimei trembled with fear and asked in terror, "Lin Congzhi, what do you want to do?"

Lin Congzhi, cold and devoid of any human warmth, did not respond. After a long while, he arrogantly uttered, "If I remember correctly, you haven't answered my question yet."

Terrified, Jiang Yimei's mind was filled with the scene of Lin Congzhi harming her, and she had already forgotten what had just happened. She asked timidly, "Wh...what problem?"

Lin Congzhi replied in the same icy tone: "What are you doing sneaking around here?"

"I...I..."

Jiang Yimei spoke hesitantly and timidly.

Even though she was so terrified that she had to beg the "ghost" in front of her for a way to survive, she just couldn't bring herself to say it.

Perhaps she was afraid that her naive thoughts would be exposed and she would be ridiculed by the person she once knew.

"Tell me, what exactly are you doing?"

Lin Congzhi leaned closer and pressed him further, his face showing a hostile and fierce expression.

"I...I..."

Looking at Lin Congzhi's face, which was filled with murderous intent and seemed to want to devour her alive, Jiang Yimei, who was so terrified that she knew there was no way to retreat but still retreated step by step, was driven crazy by the contradiction in her heart and then went into a frenzy.

"ah!!!"

This scream unleashed the primal power sealed within her heart.

"So what if I die? If I die here, the murderer Lin Congzhi will not live either."

Overwhelmed by power, she banished her inner demons and angrily retorted, "I should be asking you that too: why did you run out of the stairwell to scare people?"

Seeing Jiang Yimei's driven-crazy appearance, Lin Congzhi really wanted to burst out laughing.

However, he couldn't reveal any clues, so he remained calm and replied, "You're the one blocking my way."

Jiang Yimei, having no other choice, angrily asked, "Can't you just talk properly when I'm blocking your way? Why do you have to act all mysterious and scare me?"

"An unreasonable shrew."

After leaving those words behind, Lin Congzhi turned and left with an air of aloof pride.

Seeing this, the cursing Jiang Yimei immediately stood up and relentlessly chased after the receding Lin Congzhi, shouting, "You're the shrew! I'm gentle and kind!"