Bai Yiran got ready in the morning and was about to leave for work when she saw Old Zheng at the staircase. Old Zheng had a back injury not long ago, and his health wasn't very good now. Usually, he needed a break after climbing a flight of stairs.
"Good morning, Uncle Zheng."
"Good morning." Old Zheng looked a bit awkward and didn't show Bai Yiran the usual enthusiasm.
Bai Yiran noticed but didn't say anything. Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly remembered the man she saw at the building entrance yesterday and couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Zheng, last night I saw a man with a scar near his eye at the entrance. Is he a resident here?"
Because the residents of this building were quite simple, Bai Yiran hadn't lived here for too long, but she had already met most people, and none of them were this scarred man.
When Old Zheng heard this, his face changed drastically. "Where did you see him?"
Bai Yiran found it strange but repeated, "At the entrance, of course."
