In front of the apartment, Zhang Yan, the sales representative was introducing the layout of the entire building to a man in his fifties, including the location and Fengshui of the room she was trying to sell today.
But as she spoke, she caught sight of the tall man next door.
It was her first time seeing such a handsome and elegant man. The homewear on him could not cover his outstanding nobleness. His eyes were as deep as a swirl, as if a single look would trap someone.
Why would such an outstanding man be living here? Also, why did he look somewhat familiar?
"Who let you come here!" A cold man's voice came suddenly.
"Huh?" Zhang Yan was shocked and when she came to herself, she looked at the cold man in front of her with confusion. Somehow, she felt nervous.
Qiao Yu frowned. "Leave now. This one is not for sale!"
