Ding-dong.
Jiang Jiamian had just finished showering and finally managed to dig out a clean set of clothes from the closet. He was heading downstairs to find something to eat when the doorbell rang.
He hurried to the door and opened it, only to see a handsome man in a sharp suit standing outside.
Jiang Jiamian froze for a moment. "Who are you looking for?"
He had assumed it was the housekeeping company's employee, but it no longer seemed so.
Logically speaking, the original owner stayed at home writing novels all year round and had almost no social life. No one should be coming to his place. Normally, aside from delivery drivers, no one ever knocked on his door.
"Hello, are you Mr. Jiang?"
Seeing Jiang Jiamian's stunned expression, the man gave him an elegant, polite smile.
"Ah, yes, that's me. And you are?"
Jiang Jiamian was still confused.
