The plastic bags crinkled in Aunty Liu's grip as she stepped off the bus, muttering under her breath about overpriced garlic. The sun beat down lazily, and the neighborhood was as quiet as usual until she saw him.
Standing just across the street near the entrance to their apartment complex, in a pressed shirt and sunglasses far too fancy for a man of his decayed morals, was Su Jinhe.
Her eyes narrowed immediately. "What is that rotten man doing here?"
The man didn't belong here. Not near her home. Not near Yuexin.
He noticed her and raised a hand as if they were old friends meeting at a market. She didn't wave back. Instead, her jaw clenched as she picked up her pace.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she snapped the moment she crossed the street, standing protectively between him and the apartment building.
"Don't you dare tell me you're here to visit Meilin."
