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An Xiulan quietly opened the door to her house. She was sneaking inside as if it was not her own home. She didn't look here and there and ran to her room on soft feet. As she reached the stairs, she heard a sound and looked back.

"Where do you think you are sneaking to?" An Qinyan and Gu Yanxi were standing behind her, with their hands folded on their chests. They had seen the thief entering and trying to go upstairs.

"Hey, Mom and Uncle," An Xiulan greeted them.

"Young lady, have you seen what time it is?" An Qinyan narrowed her eyes and asked the question to her daughter. It had been so many days since An Xiulan came home, and now that she decided to come, look at the way she was entering.

"Umm?" An Xiulan looked at the time on her watch and sheepishly smiled. "I am kinda late."

It was not a little late. It was more than that.

"Kinda?" An Qinyan emphasized the word. "It is eleven at night, and you say you are kinda late?"