Chen Yansen pushed open the car door, got out, and took Meng Jie's suitcase from the trunk.
A cold wind howled outside. Meng Jie shivered, pulling her neck into her collar and quickly slipping on her down jacket.
The two of them walked into the residential complex.
Chen Yansen had been to Meng Jie's home once before, so this time he navigated the way with ease, walking ahead while Meng Jie followed behind.
Anyone who didn't know them might have thought Meng Jie was seeing him home.
Before long, Chen Yansen stopped and raised his hand to knock on the door of Meng Jie's home.
"Coming, coming! That must be Xiaojie!"
At that moment, a gentle voice drifted from the crack in the door, followed by the PATTER PATTER PATTER of footsteps.
Zhang Yan Ni flung the door open. Upon seeing Chen Yansen standing at the entrance, she froze for a second.
