Zhang Yiyi's home was just over a hundred meters away from Lin Wanning's, and after the three rang the doorbell downstairs, Zhang Chunxue's delicate voice quickly came through the intercom.
"You're here, come on up and sit!"
"Hello, Auntie!"
"Hello, Auntie!"
"Mom, open the door!"
The front door on the first floor was opened, and Zhang Yiyi, beaming with excitement, took both their hands and led them upstairs.
"Your apartment is 303 too, what a coincidence," Xu Qingfan said in surprise as they stopped at the door with the number plate.
Zhang Chunxue was already waiting at the door, early.
Perhaps it was because she was at home, she was wearing only a silk strappy dress that day, and the first thing that came into view was a pair of dazzling long white legs, along with a mature woman's subtle fragrance wafting into Xu Qingfan's nostrils.
