048, I Sold Myself for Ten Years_1

Once out of the elevator, Chu Liangxia said goodbye to Feng Ziheng and then went straight through her door.

Throughout the whole process, she didn't take an extra glance at Feng Ziheng.

Feng Ziheng was soaked through, but he didn't linger in the hallway either and returned to his place.

Both doors were promptly closed.

As soon as Chu Liangxia entered the living room, she took out everything on her, placing it on the coffee table.

Bag, change, cellphone, hair elastic...

After putting down a few scattered items, she glanced at her half-wet clothes, irritably ruffled her hair but didn't care, picked up a blanket and headed towards the liquor cabinet.

*

Half an hour later.

Feng Ziheng came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe.

Just then, he heard the sound of the door closing outside.

With a sense of wonder, Feng Ziheng walked to the entrance, opened the door, and immediately saw Chu Liangxia, who had just returned from throwing away trash.