Wang Yu entered the house and took a casual glance around, noticing that it was a two-bedroom apartment, structurally similar to Lin Xi's place, but the living room was extremely sparsely furnished, even to the point of appearing shabby.
There was a square table with four wooden chairs around it, an old sofa against the wall, and a small cabinet in front of it, likely serving as a coffee table. In the corner stood a taller cabinet, on which an old-fashioned color TV rested, and that was all.
Given the state of the living room, the rest of the house mustn't be any better. Wang Yu guessed this must be Zhang Wen's rented place because no one would allow their own home to look so destitute.
"Isn't Zhang Wen a local?"
After everyone sat down on the sofa, Wang Yu asked Wu Tianming.
"He is a local; this is his home," Wu Tianming replied.
