One week later.
Feng Xiuxue's business activities ended, and she left Ye City.
After leaving the apartment that day, she didn't contact Bai Yanliang again. She sensed Bai Yanliang's wariness and felt his rejection.
So, Bai Yanliang had been relatively at ease during this period. Today, he was holding his phone, following the map, and walking forward.
169 Qingyi Street.
This is the place.
Bai Yanliang put away his phone and looked at the building in front of him, which clashed with the surrounding concrete and steel environment.
"Knock knock knock..."
Bai Yanliang gently knocked on the door.
Soon, there were footsteps from inside.
"Who is it?"
The voice of a young man, muffled, sounded in the yard.
The other party opened the gate, revealing a young and handsome face.
No wonder he sounded muffled; he was brushing his teeth.
"Hello, did you post the rental information?" Bai Yanliang didn't mind what the other was doing.
