"Someone else gave me two bottles of white wine. Let me give it to you." Yang Ming smiled and said, "Open the door."
"Oh, you have a kind heart!" Uncle Ma nodded with a smile and then opened the door.
Yang Ming walked into Uncle Ma's concierge room with two bottles of wine and then put the wine on the table.
"What's the matter? Do you need something from me?"Uncle Ma glanced at Yang Ming and then asked.
"Nothing. I just came to see you." Yang Ming felt a chill deep down his heart, but his facial expression was very normal. Nothing seemed to be odd.
"Really? That can't be, right? Are you so kind? Uncle Ma pressed his lips tightly.
"Oh, actually, there is something..." Yang Ming's mind began to run fast now, and he had to find a reasonable excuse.
"You see, if you have anything, just say it. It can't be a big deal for you to find me, a doorman's old man." Uncle Ma shook his head." What else are you embarrassed to say?"
