The bright moon climbed into the sky quietly, reflecting bright light, making the apartment balcony incomparably clear.
Standing at the door of Wendy's apartment, Louis Wellington remembered that Wendy's attitude towards him today seemed to be much better than before.
With a little excitement, he rang the doorbell.
After a while, the door was opened.
But when he saw the person who opened the door, Louis's smile froze at the corners of his mouth.
John Wilson was inferior to him.
Seeing that it was Louis, he didn't look good either. But since Louis had helped Wendy a lot, John had to reluctantly invite him in. "Mr. Louis, please come in."
After changing into slippers, Louis took a few steps forward and stopped in the middle of the road. He slightly turned his head and said in a low voice, "Mr. John, you must have been invited as well."
The only sentence was full of coldness.