Xu Wendong didn't go to Yang Bin's house empty-handed. When passing by a large supermarket, he bought a case of Wuliangye and a fruit basket.
Ding dong!
He pressed the doorbell.
"Coming!"
A sweet and gentle voice from Zhu Zhu came from inside the room.
A moment later.
The door opened, and Zhu Zhu appeared before Xu Wendong, wearing a pink apron, her long hair casually tied into a ponytail, looking neat and tidy.
"You didn't have to spend so much money just to visit," Zhu Zhu said as she took the fruit basket from Xu Wendong, leading him into the house, "Your Brother Yang is stuck in traffic, he should be back soon. Just take a seat for now, I have a couple more dishes to finish!"
She placed a pair of clean slippers in front of Xu Wendong.
After changing into the slippers, Xu Wendong couldn't help but look around Yang Bin's home, a three-bedroom, two-living-room, two-bathroom apartment. The house wasn't large, probably just over a hundred square meters.
