C29 Dejected to a Restaurant

Qi Zixiu's cold face had an awkward expression. His eyes swept across the people around him.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock ~"

Qi Zixiu half-clenched his fist and knocked on the door. "Shu Xiaotong? Hsu Qingxin?"

He wanted to raise his voice, but there was no response.

Did she really run into trouble?

The water from the tap kept flowing