Is it Fu Ziqian?
Qiao Chuchu sprang up from the sofa like a carp leaping out of water and quickly ran towards the door. After a few steps, she suddenly thought of something, slowed her movements, and quietly tiptoed to the door. She pressed her ear against the door panel, listening carefully to the sounds outside.
It doesn't seem like Fu Ziqian... because the sounds are moving towards the right side, whereas Fu Ziqian's room is on the left.
Qiao Chuchu continued listening with her ear pressed against the door for a while, but she didn't hear anything. A bit reluctantly, she returned to the sofa, hugged a pillow, and sat there staring blankly—why hasn't Fu Ziqian come back?
According to regular off-work time, Fu Ziqian should have been home by now?
Why hasn't he come home yet?
She's really hungry.
