C933 Fatty Quarreled

Seeing the closed door of Yann Chengwen's house, I heaved a sigh of relief. It was good that the door was not locked. I was afraid that his house would be the same as Yann Chengwu's house, with the door tightly locked and no one knowing who was inside.

I walked forward and pushed the door. It did not open. The door was locked from the inside.

"Is anyone home?" I shouted at the door