To be honest, Ye Feng did not want to meet Cao Lan.
He really didn't like this woman's philistine attitude.
However, the other party was Zhou Shuyao's mother, after all, so he had to give her some face.
"Auntie," Ye Feng turned his head and said politely, "I still have something to do. I won't go in today."
Cao Lan was dressed in loose home clothes. She walked over quickly. "It's just coming in for a drink of water. It won't take up much of your time. Do you dislike me?"
Hearing her words, Ye Feng could only shake his head and smile bitterly. "Then I'll accept your invitation."
"That's more like it."
Cao Lan immediately beamed with joy.
She naturally pulled Ye Feng's hand and entered the building.
Although Zhou Shuyao's neighborhood was much better than Ye Feng's, it had been there for some years.
There wasn't even an elevator.
The three of them had no choice but to climb the stairs.