The smooth, mirror-bright metal door slid open slowly.
What unfolded before her eyes was a luxurious, spacious private corridor.
Qian Lele couldn't help slowing her steps, afraid that her mud-stained shoes would dirty this place.
"I live in Building 1, Unit 2001. There's only this one apartment on this floor, so it's easy to remember."
Tang Song explained as he led her around a corner to a pure black double armored door.
"Beep-dee-dee—"
The door opened slowly, and a faint, elegant fragrance washed over her.
"Come in, Lele." Tang Song held her hand and stepped in first.
Qian Lele carefully crossed the threshold, gripping her canvas bag tightly, her eyes full of curiosity and awe.
Tang Song took out a pair of soft slippers from the shoe cabinet and set them by her feet. "These are the slippers I got ready for you. The size should be right, try them on."
"Thank you, gege, you really went to a lot of trouble for me."
