Peking University Staff Family Courtyard.
This is a grey, shabby apartment building.
The walls are peeling, and the corridors are cluttered with briquettes and large cabbages from each household.
The air is filled with the smell of grease and a musty, stale odor.
Meng Ting carried a mesh bag and carefully avoided the puddles on the ground, stepping in her high heels.
The mesh bag contained two cans of malted milk and a bag of deep red apples.
These are considered substantial gifts nowadays.
She stopped in front of a door at the innermost part of the third floor.
She reached out to tidy her hair and adjusted the corners of her clothes.
A perfectly standard, slightly superior fake smile appeared on her face.
"Knock knock knock."
She knocked on the door.
She'd already rehearsed in her mind.
Although Gu Yanshen is a regiment leader, this is Beijing University.
Lin Wanyi is just a student with a child; what good place can she live in?
