"Yes, that's right." Zuo Qiu said on the other end of the phone.
"But I rang the doorbell, but there was no response." Lin Chu looked up at the house number again.
"It may be that Young Master Yan is too sick. You have to give him time to open the door for you." Zuo Qiu said earnestly, "People with fever have very little strength all over the body, and it is more difficult to get out of bed. Lin Miss, please wait a little longer. Our boss is at home alone and there is no one to help. It’s really worrying and makes me feel bad.”
Lin Chu: “…”
Mr. Zuo, you didn't say that before.
"Hey, Miss Lin, please remember to convey my deep concern to Mr. Yan just now." After Zuo Qiu finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Lin Chu: “…”
She now wants to know what Yan Beicheng's criteria for hiring people are.
However, she felt that what Zuo Qiu said was quite reasonable. Yan Beicheng might have been seriously ill, so he acted slowly, so she rang the bell again.
Yan Beicheng was still guarding the walkie-talkie in fear, secretly cursing himself for being cheap. Why didn't he unlock the door for Lin Chu quickly? What if Lin Chu thought he was not at home and left
Just when he was about to chase him out, the doorbell rang again, which sounded like the sound of nature in Yanbeicheng.
This time he didn't dare to be reserved anymore. He quickly pressed the call button and asked in a hoarse voice, full of confusion: "Miss Lin? Why are you here?"
"..." Lin Chu heard that Yan Beicheng's surprised and innocent voice didn't sound like he was pretending. Maybe Zuo Qiu really didn't tell him, so he said, "Mr. Zuo said you are sick, let me come and take a look."
As he spoke, his face felt a little hot.
She said this as if she was worried about him. Lin Chu felt that she was indeed responsible for Yan Beicheng's fever, although the main cause was his own fault. She told herself that she came here just to take responsibility. He has no one to take care of him, which is really pitiful. She understands this feeling, and that's why she can't let it go.
Yan Beicheng's feeble voice came from the intercom, "The door is open."
Lin Chu also heard an electronic sound "beep" at the same time. She opened the door and went in, taking the elevator.
There are only odd numbers for the elevator buttons. Because this building is all duplex, the floors are numbered as 1, 3, 5, 7, and 9.
Standing in the elevator, Lin Chu's hand holding the bag tightened. Strangely, he had been meeting Yan Beicheng every day these days. Every time I thought there would be no chance to meet again in the future, we happened to meet again.
Originally, he had left his clothes at home yesterday, and she wanted to find an opportunity to return them to him through Zuo Qiu, so as to avoid meeting Yan Beicheng directly. After all, what happened before they parted yesterday still left her in a mess. But she didn't expect that she would have to meet Yan Beicheng again today before she had adjusted herself well.
The elevator didn't give her much time to calm down before she reached the 15th floor.
When the door opened, Lin Chu took a deep breath, exhaled it, and then walked out. His palms started to sweat out of nowhere, and now they were as wet as if they had just been washed and not yet wiped.
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Yan Beicheng should live on the 15th floor. I wrote it wrong in the previous chapter, (づ￣3￣)づ