Between the two apartments, the elevator was on the left, and a spacious terrace was on the right.
If your own balcony wasn't big enough, you could easily place a lot of flowers and plants here.
But the 13th-floor terrace was completely empty, clean and bare.
A gentle breeze blew by, carrying a slight chill, but it didn't bother Jiang Yao in her fluffy pajamas. She looked up at Chen Yuan, her expression serious, and her lips parted slightly.
"We've been dating for a while now, and I'm more and more certain that you're the one I like, Chen Yuan..." Her voice was soft and sweet, like an ear massage as it reached his ears. "I don't want to hide it from you anymore... The truth is... I live right across the hall from you."
As she spoke, she turned and pointed behind her.
"Huh!?"
Chen Yuan was stunned. His confused gaze shifted from Jiang Yao's face to the open door of 1301 behind her.
"For real?" he asked, shocked.
