The black Toyota Alphard gradually drove away from the bustling CBD of Yang City.
After passing through several old streets filled with the warmth of everyday life, it finally stopped outside the gates of the Lanxin Garden District.
"Sister Wen Ruan, th-this is the place." Zhang Yan's voice carried a tone of nervousness and shyness.
"Hmm, it looks quite peaceful, and the environment is nice." Wen Ruan glanced through the car window, observing this somewhat dated neighborhood.
The two got out of the car and walked one after the other into the community.
Looking at the mottled walls and dim corridors around her, Zhang Yan's heart was in her throat once again.
Nervously, she fished out the keys and opened the old security door.
"Um... the house is a bit old, please, please don't mind." She turned slightly, almost afraid to meet Wen Ruan's eyes.
