C30 Landlord

The room was immaculate and had a pleasant scent. As Faang Yu surveyed the space, his eyes landed on a black bar on the sofa—undoubtedly the landlady's.

Speaking of the landlady, it was remarkable how well she maintained her figure; it was hard to believe she had ever had a child. It made Faang Yu wonder if Yiyi was really hers.

Faang Yu didn't know much about the landlady