Just when Feng Ling felt suspicious, suddenly there was a cry of surprise in the restroom not far away.
"Ah—"
That voice didn't sound like Ji Nuan's, but this cry was drowned in the noisy banquet hall, and only Feng Ling, who had just come close to the washroom, heard it.
Feng Ling walked quickly to the washroom and was about to push the door open, only to find the door was locked from inside!
"Mrs. Mo? You in there?" Feng Ling vigilantly frowned, put her ear against the door, and asked in a low voice.
There was only silence. No one answered, not even the one who had screamed.
Feng Ling suddenly lifted her foot to kick hard on the door. The huge crash startled the people in the banquet hall. As the door was kicked open, Feng Ling rushed in and looked around, but the washroom was empty.
It was not Ji Nuan who screamed, but the stuff scattered all over the floor was hers!
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