"Sit down quickly, have a couple of drinks, have a couple of drinks!" Yi Qian picked off some lean meat from a skewer of lamb and placed it in Yi Xihuan's plate, tossing out a sentence without even looking up.
Li Qingshen shook his head lightly and said, "I really have something urgent. I'll treat you next time as an apology."
Then, he turned and left.
He drove off, returning to the city center.
Ling Momo's great-grandfather lived in the suburban area of City X. Ling Momo rented a studio apartment that was a bit old. Li Qingshen had checked her address, so he went directly to Ling Momo's front door, raised his hand, and knocked, but no one answered. Li Qingshen didn't have a key, and the door was a security door that he couldn't kick down. Thinking that the landlord lived downstairs, he simply went down and knocked on the door of Ling Momo's landlord.
