Chapter 442: Uncle Yan, you really look like a landlord like this.
"How I view him isn’t important," Huo Zhao said, "he’s just someone I know."
"If he ever makes you feel uncomfortable, speak up sooner rather than later; next time, I will try my best to avoid having you two meet," Shi Lan said.
"Okay."
Shi Lan didn’t understand the workings of male friendships, but she could sense that the rascal seemed quite eager to befriend Huo Zhao, who, however, responded coolly.
Given that, there was no need for them to interact too much.
At six-thirty in the evening, Huo Zhao dropped Shi Lan off at Jinlan No.1 Courtyard.
Upon entering the living room, Shi Lan smelled the aroma of the dishes.
Ferrari darted in front of Shi Lan and rubbed against her legs.
Shi Lan picked up the cat and then saw Madam Chen holding bowls and chopsticks.
Madam Chen was about a decade younger than Old Madam Lian, now in her early sixties; because of her simplicity, she appeared kind and gentle.