The residential complex where Ying Chen lived was called Mingyuan. It had once been the most famous complex in the Old Town, and everyone who lived there was wealthy.
But as the economy opened up and Han Jiang New District developed rapidly, the Old Town lost residents. Fewer and fewer people lived there.
The once high-end residential complex now looked deserted and run-down. There was no security guard at the entrance, and the landscaping was in terrible shape. A faint, strange stench even lingered throughout the complex.
"My parents bought this place back when they were in business. If nothing had happened to them, I might be a rich second-generation kid by now." Ying Chen joked, but there was a trace of bitterness in his voice. His joke concealed what he really thought.
Led by Ying Chen, the two of them made their way to the far end of the complex.
"My place is on the seventh floor. How about I go up and get you some clothes while you wait down here?" Ying Chen clearly didn't want Chen Ge going to his place, and he came up with every excuse he could think of.
"It's fine. If you go up to get them, you'll have to come back down and bring them to me anyway. That'd be too much trouble." Chen Ge went straight into the stairwell without giving him a chance to argue. His nostrils twitched. The faint stench seemed to have grown stronger.
Looking around, Chen Ge noticed that there was even an elevator in the stairwell, though it was an old-fashioned one from many years ago.
"Mingyuan was the only residential complex in the Old Town with an elevator back then. It used to be quite the place, but all the people with means have basically