These days, Jiang Jinyan had a feeling that someone had been watching him.
But when he turned back, he could find no one. At first, he thought that he had been thinking too much, however the feeling was so tangible that he couldn't fool himself that it was a mere imagination.
Was Zhou Zhui's people monitoring him?
He had just moved to the Capital a few weeks ago and settled into the best apartment that the real estate agent introduced him to. It was serene, safe and services were quite wholesome, thus he didn't hesitate to pay for half a year's loan.
On the first day that he moved here, he walked around the district to familiarize himself with the surroundings. The more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became. It fulfilled all of Jiang Jinyan's conditions of living. Peaceful, quiet with nobody to disturb him.
Alas, it was merely a wistful thought.
