Song Guanchao rented her two apartments, one of which was located in the High-tech Zone, just a five-minute walk from the district government.
He didn't drive directly to the neighborhood to avoid being noticed.
He parked the car nearby, put on a mask, turned up his collar, and walked into the neighborhood.
Finding Fu Ying's building, he entered the elevator and came to Fu Ying's door, knocking gently.
After waiting a moment, Fu Ying opened the door.
Probably because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, Song Guanchao saw a trace of shyness and awkwardness in her eyes.
Song Guanchao walked in and casually closed the door.
Although this place was rented recently, all the furniture and appliances were new, bought by Song Guanchao.
Fu Ying only brought one suitcase, but she basically didn't lack anything.
"Haven't washed yet?" Song Guanchao noticed she was still wearing her clothes from dinner.
"Just got back." Fu Ying knowingly asked, "What brings you here?"
