Time passed even faster than he had imagined. Living on the 6th floor, Li Qingxuan kept psyching himself up. He had accepted the task from the young woman purely because it was on the 4th floor, where Yang Xiao also lived. He hoped to use the opportunity to chat with Teacher Yang.
The task was set to begin at 11 o'clock, but Li Qingxuan left home 10 minutes early, concerned that he might run into trouble on the way and be late.
"Tap."
"Tap."
Taking the elevator was, of course, out of the question. Li Qingxuan chose the same method as Yang Xiao, descending the stairs from the emergency exit in the corridor.
With his heart in his throat, thankfully, nothing unexpected happened by the time he stood in front of the client's door, number 4017.
Taking a deep breath, Li Qingxuan raised his hand and knocked on the door, gently and politely.
"Thump."
"Thump, thump."
"Is it Miss Su? I'm here for the home service."