With a soft click, Lin Zhenxin turned on the attic light.
After such a long time, returning here still brought that faint mildewy smell, and the floor was covered with wood chips and glass.
No one had cleaned.
While the Li Mansion was like spring all year round, this attic was cold in winter and hot in summer.
At this moment, Lin Zhenxin no longer exuded the aggressive aura she had when facing Li Yingying earlier, and instead silently observed her surroundings.
Tu Haohao followed her up the stairs.
Her expression showed surprise at the scene inside the attic.
The attic at her home was used for storing miscellaneous items, and even the servants had their own rooms, but looking at this place...
"Sister Zhenxin." Tu Haohao's voice was small.
Lin Zhenxin turned around, saw it was her, and gave a faint smile.
If initially Lin Zhenxin had some misgivings about Tu Hao, after these days of interaction...
She could also sense the difference between Tu Haohao and Tu Wanzi.
