Wu Tian approached Qin Yuhan's room, one step at a time.
Does she remember what she said the night before I left for Mount Yunmeng?
"When you go, I will... I will prepare myself."
"By the time you return from Mount Yunmeng, if you still want me, then I am yours."
He remembered her every word, even the subtle pauses in her tone. So, was her door shut tight, or had she left a small crack open for him? If her door was locked, it meant she still hadn't consented. It would also mean her heart hadn't fully opened to him. When someone's heart is closed to you, what can you do? An ordinary person could only turn away, helpless.
But Wu Tian was different. A closed heart? He would pry it open. A locked door? He would smash it down with a single punch.
With a calm expression, Wu Tian strolled forward, appearing casual and composed. He showed none of the anxiety typical of most men in this situation. Reaching the door, he blew a gentle breath, and it swung open. It wasn't locked.
