Song Yitang recognized the man and opened the door, "Hello, come in and have a seat first, may I ask if there's anything else we need to cooperate with?"
The man still held a net bag of fruit in his hand and scratched his head embarrassedly.
"It's not official business. I live below your apartment. It was only after seeing your registration yesterday that I realized you live right above me."
Song Yitang took the fruit and finally understood it was from the neighbor.
However, she had no recollection of this person, it seemed likely he came with Sister Xueling.
After delivering the fruit, the man didn't stay long and said he needed to rush back to work before leaving.
Feng Xueling got up and saw the washed fruit on the table, puzzled, "Did you go out?"
Song Yitang was watering plants on the balcony and shook her head, "It's from the downstairs neighbor."
Feng Xueling nodded and did not say anything else.