She hoped that he was indeed as handsome as the landlady had claimed, as she would have loved to ask if he was interested in becoming a model or an actor. She was looking for some new talents, anyway.

But as the elevator doors opened, the sight that greeted her was not what she expected. Instead of a dashing young man, a group of uniformed workers emerged, each carrying a toolbox in hand. Disappointed, Ariana let out a soft sigh.

The landlady was caught off guard by the sudden arrival of the workers, and quizzically inquired, "And who might you be?"

The foreman, with a professional air, showed her the commission certificate and responded with a sense of authority, "We are the team appointed to undertake the structural renovations of the apartment as per the 808 resident's request."

The apartment numbered 808 lay directly opposite Ariana's. The two places were like mirror images of each other, connected by a narrow hallway. The landlady snapped out of her daze and plastered a welcoming smile on her face, ushering the workers into the apartment.