Afternoon.
A little past 2.
This was probably the warmest point of the day. While under the winter sun, Zhang Ye's BMW X5 slowly drove into an upscale residential district with Yao Jiancai.
"There, I've brought you here." Zhang Ye stopped the car.
Yao Jiancai tugged at him. "Cut the crap. Go up with me."
Zhang Ye exclaimed, "You are insisting on pulling me to be your shield?"
Yao Jiancai laughed and said, "If you don't come, my wife probably won’t even open the door for me. Hurry, how can you not help your brother out?"
Zhang Ye said helplessly, "I'm mainly afraid of her beating me to death."
After a long period of heckling, Zhang Ye finally went up together with Yao Jiancai.
Upstairs.
Yao Jiancai rubbed his hands together before pressing the doorbell nervously and gently.
