"Ding——" The elevator slowly stopped on the 20th floor.
"Yanyan, we're home." Jing proactively reached out to take her suitcase and walked out.
"Thank you."
They walked a distance along the bright and spacious corridor, stopping in front of a pale yellow door.
"The password is ******, I'll send it to you on WeChat later. Oh, and there's the door access card, I'll give you one in a bit." Jing said as she lightly grasped the door handle.
"Dili——" The smart door lock opened.
"Okay, thank you for the trouble."
"No trouble at all."
Entering through the apartment door, she changed into the stylish slippers Jing had prepared in advance.
Shen Yuyan stood in the living room, looking around, eyes filled with envy.
The modern minimalist decor had a touch of IKEA style, very beautiful.
A two-level loft, the living room with a 5-meter high ceiling, from the floor-to-ceiling windows you could see the skyscrapers of the International Trade Center.
