Squatting at his door in the middle of the night—if she turned around with a scary face, he would have burst out laughing.
But thankfully, this little one also sensed footsteps approaching from behind, whipped her head around, and revealed a small, cute face.
Slightly yellow, shoulder-length short hair, a black Kangaroo Pocket Hoodie with an English logo, black ripped pants, and tiny feet stuffed into a pair of Hello Kitty Crocs.
What an avant-garde look.
She looked like an underdeveloped middle school girl, but her eyes were unfriendly, and her expression was as gloomy as if someone owed her two million.
According to Fang Wei’s experience with countless people, someone with such a decadent vibe had at least been beaten down by high school.
At the girl’s feet was a half-finished cup of Milk Tea.
She rubbed her reddened eyes—she must have cried not long ago.
Was she dumped by her boyfriend?
But little sister, if there’s a grievance, there’s an owner.
Why are you squatting at my doorstep?
“Are you okay?”
Fang Wei bent down.
This friendly gesture actually startled her, and the little girl shrank backward, bumping into the Milk Tea beside her.
“Ah!”
She cried out, hurriedly righting it, but it was too late—the sticky liquid spilled all over the floor.
Was it Mango Pomelo Sago?
No, the focus right now is too strange.
Fang Wei looked up and finally understood why she was blocking his front door.
That damn moving company, unable to get the cabinet inside, simply dumped it at the door and blocked the entrance.
This was a modular cabinet, clearly designed to be disassembled, but the workers probably feared breaking it and being held responsible, leaving it for him to deal with.
As a result, it just happened to block the room number.
As for this little girl—she must have gotten off on the wrong floor.
She probably thought some random cabinet blocked her door.
[Corruption Value: 70%]
Unlike Xia Yuanhua’s extreme actions and Qi Qian Cao’s emergency reaction, she just wore a sullen expression, her small eyes wishing she could kick the broken cabinet blocking her way in half.
She was pretty cute, like a soft little white cat, and that fierce gaze only made her more so.
“Do… do you need something?”
She retreated defensively, but with the cabinet at her back, there was nowhere left to go.
Logically, this area should be pretty safe—no clubs, no bars, not even a quiet KTV.
But a girl about one-fifty tall, with thin arms and legs, being stared at by a stranger like this, it was only natural to be scared.
Fang Wei pointed at the cabinet behind her.
“Is it stuck?”
“Ah… um…”
The little girl nodded in confusion.
Fang Wei just stuck both hands in his pockets and stared at her silently.
“At least mop the floor first.”
He fetched a mop from the stairwell and mopped the sticky liquid clean with water three times, so it wouldn’t be sticky underfoot later.
During this time, the little girl escaped into the corridor, making sure she could run and call for help if anything went wrong.
Fang Wei couldn’t be bothered with her.
He dialed the number of the moving company stuck on the cabinet.
If a third-rate company dared to stick ads on his cabinet today, they’d dare stick them on his door tomorrow.
Once the call connected, he transformed into a merciless complaints machine, pouring out his frustrations so fiercely that the staff could only apologize repeatedly, explaining that the mover was a Temporary Worker.
He didn’t care if they were a Temporary Worker.
Since Si Chen had paid the bill, if the company didn’t handle it properly, he’d expose them on XiaoHongShu!
Apparently, the staff had never encountered such a tough customer and hurriedly promised follow-up help, but Fang Wei refused and hung up.
This savage scene left the short-haired girl dumbfounded.
Fang Wei waved his phone at her and smiled gently.
“I really hate irresponsible companies like this.
If it was a driver and moving luggage wasn’t part of the job, I wouldn’t care, but blocking someone’s door with a cabinet is just too much.”
“Uh… ah ah… um… mm…”
The little girl nodded nervously.
“So, this cabinet…”
“It’s modular, but why is it so big?
It takes up too much space, whether in the Bedroom or Living Room.”
Fang Wei spoke, noticing two shoeprints beneath the cabinet.
They were probably from the little girl kicking it—she must’ve worried about breaking it and held back.
“Should we try moving it out?
It’s completely jammed in there, and even disassembling it seems impossible.”
“Yeah, moving it is impossible.
Those idiot workers…”
Fang Wei shrugged.
The next second, he grabbed one side of the cabinet with one hand and pushed inward.
Since it was made of cheap particleboard, the modular cabinet broke directly along both sides.
The little girl recoiled two steps in shock, afraid that blood would splatter on her.
She made it clear with her expression—it was his doing, nothing to do with her!
But seeing the broken cabinet being destroyed, she felt a strange sense of relief.
Crack—
The cabinet’s remains were tossed at her feet like garbage.
Piece by piece, Fang Wei violently dismantled the entire cabinet.
Because of the screws, the boards were so wrecked there was no hope of repair.
After a flurry of noise, Fang Wei wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled at her.
“Want to kick it a couple times?”
“N-no thank you!”
Fair enough.
He stomped the boards apart with both feet and threw the last piece into the corridor.
The little girl was so frightened she froze, then cautiously inched over.
“Um… is this really okay?”
“It’s fine.
It was blocking the way anyway.”
“What about compensation?”
“Not demanding the moving company pay is already merciful.”
“Ah—thank you…”
She nodded awkwardly, head lowered, not daring to look at the young man who’d just unleashed such violence.
She fumbled for her keys, but before she could insert them, another key beat her to the lock.
Fang Wei turned the doorknob, his smile gentle.
“You’re a resident of this Apartment too, right?
Please take care of me from now on.”
“……”
Bang.
The door closed.
The girl stood at the door, watching this person enter “her own room.”
Finally, she looked up.
Now that the cabinet was smashed to pieces, the room number it had blocked was revealed.
It was 303… not 304…
So the cabinet hadn’t blocked her door at all…
She’d been crying outside someone else’s door for half an hour…
She’d even spilled Mango Pomelo Sago all over their floor…
Standing in the messy Corridor, her gaze was blank, her mind a chaotic mess.
Her toes curled in her Hello Kitty Crocs.
—
He didn’t bother with the girl who’d mixed up the floors.
He was exhausted.
Fang Wei fell face-first onto the bed.
He didn’t even put on the bedsheet—he was just too tired.
Hanging out with Xia Yuanhua took way too much brainpower, almost as much as Zhong Li faking his own death.
Completely drained, he was imprisoned by the comforter, unable to move no matter how he tried.
Fang Wei ignored the boxes piled in the corner.
Lying on the bed, he unlocked his phone and opened Qi Qian Cao’s WeChat.
He hadn’t dared reply to her messages while with Xia Yuanhua.
Only now did he finally have time to deal with the landmine girl before sleep.
[Boyfriend-san, I’m working on the Exhibition Poster for next month—the first Poster Section was written by me, you know]
[Image]
[I borrowed a Pencil Sharpener from a female classmate—so careless, I forgot mine]
[Image]
[Why not borrow from a boy?
Because those who break promises get their eyes gouged out (lol)]
[School’s out, heading to the Practice Building to borrow a computer]
[The computers here are dirty—I’ll just use the one in the Teacher’s Office]
[Heading home]
[Mom made grilled fish—Boyfriend-san, want to eat together?]
[Image]
Scrolling through the messages, Qi Qian Cao had been reporting her day to him the whole time.
Surprisingly, it all seemed pretty normal.
The only abnormal thing was that she’d sent him 99+ messages in a single afternoon.
Fang Wei felt his nerves gradually settle.
He scrolled quickly past the play-by-play, finally stopping at a particular message.
[Getting ready to sleep, going to drink Hot Water before bed and take my Medicine on time]
A picture.
In the dim light, a girl’s pale hand cupped various colored Medicine tablets.
Shit!
The photo woke Fang Wei up in an instant.
Looking at the timestamp, the message was sent half an hour ago.
Did that mean she’d already taken all the Medicine?
Don’t let this magical girl overdose!
He couldn’t care anymore.
He sat up, sent a message to Si Chen, and immediately called Qi Qian Cao.
“Doo doo, the number you have dialed is temporarily unavailable.
Please try again later, sorry……”