Sitting in the driver's seat of the Land Rover, he could see the balcony of his rental house.
Although the house had not been occupied for a long time, Jiang Dafeng had always taken care of it, so it should be very clean.
However, Zhao Yu had come back in a hurry, and he had been busy with the case, so he had not moved in with Miao Ying.
At this moment, he looked at the small house that he had lived in and was filled with emotions.
Actually, the key to the apartment was in Zhao Yu's pocket.
As it was getting late, Zhao Yu didn't go into the house to take a look.
Perhaps it was out of nostalgia, but he still paid the rent and kept the right to use the rental house even though it was no longer of any use.
After all, Zhao Yu really missed this rental house a lot.
He could still clearly remember how he used to sit on the balcony every morning, open a can of beer, and think about the case ...