The residential building was so old, even the color of the cement stairs was exposed.
Small pieces of advertisements covered the entire wall, making it pitch-dark. Not only that, a rotten smell wafted in the air.
The old-fashioned incandescent light bulb gave out a dull yellow light from the roof.
The narrow corridor looked even more cramped now because of his tall stature.
Dressed impeccably in a suit and shiny leather shoes, Shen Liangchuan stood ever so lightheartedly. With one hand in his pocket and the other holding his cell phone, he seemed to be looking at something.
The dilapidated surroundings made him look rather out of place, but also accentuated his exquisite cheeks and handsome features.
Shen Liangchuan slowly looked up upon hearing her footsteps.
A glint of gloominess flashed across his dark eyes when he saw Qiao Lian.
He placed the phone in his pocket without any words and stared at her.
