Chapter 1139
What to do when you encounter such a neighbor 26
This was definitely too easy for her.
The main reason is that the client's wishes are very simple, and she doesn't need to do anything else. She generally respects the client's wishes.
The client's real name is Jiang Mingyue. Originally, she was called Jiang Zhaodi, but she changed it to Jiang Mingyue after she came of age, believing that her life was like the bright moon, radiating light from the darkness.
Azhen will use this identity for no more than a year, so she hasn't asked the system to change her name. After all, that would require resources, and changing it repeatedly is too troublesome. Since the timeframe is short and she's certain she'll return from the start, she won't change her name.
A-Zhuang didn't do anything more. Her finger landed on the electronic lock, ready to open the door, when the door next door suddenly opened.
It was Chen Mei who came out to pick up the takeout. When she saw A-Zhu at the door, a guilty look flashed across Chen Mei's face, but she still smiled at A-Zhu, looking very shy.
That's how they deceived the client.
She felt sorry for Chen Mei. Even though Chen Mei was with Zhu Tianlang and sometimes seemed unlikable, she felt that it must be due to the environment Chen Mei grew up in, and that she couldn't really blame her.
However, even the pitiful have their hateful aspects. Showing sympathy and offering help could, if not handled carefully, lead to a terrible predicament.
Their circumstances make them pitiful and evoke sympathy, but let's not forget that this doesn't prevent them from being selfish and harming those who help them. Perhaps some people even use this sympathy to their own advantage.
If you don't have a Vajra body, you shouldn't have a Bodhisattva heart.
"Why did you write my address again?" A-Zhen asked, her voice cold, completely lacking the gentleness a client usually showed to Chen Mei.
The sudden sound made Chen Mei feel a little cold.
She picked up her takeout and stood up, still looking at Azhen with a pitiful expression, her eyes filled with helplessness, just like a child who had done something wrong.
Azhen stood at the door, looking at Chen Mei coldly and indifferently. There was no sympathy in her eyes, and although her eyes were clear, they were unfathomable.
Chen Mei glanced at Azhen secretly, then dared not meet her gaze again, feeling as if she had been completely seen through.
"Why isn't it here yet? Is it so slow to get takeout?" It was the voice from 1201, it was Zhu Tianlang.
Azhen was familiar with him; every time the client caught Chen Mei taking takeout, Zhu Tianlang's voice would always ring out at that exact moment.
Looking back now, it seems too much of a coincidence.
It just goes to show that people who aren't family don't enter the same door.
"I'm going in first." Chen Mei, carrying the takeout, quickly turned around and went into the house.
For some reason, Jiang Mingyue was different today. She was no longer as kind as before, and was full of indifference.
She closed the door and placed the takeout on the table.
Inside, Zhu Tianlang leaned back on the sofa, holding his phone, seemingly engrossed in something. He looked up and asked, "Has the woman next door returned?"
"Yeah, she saw it again and asked me why I wrote her address."
“I knew it. You usually don’t take this long. It’s just a few steps to get takeout. When you didn’t come back, I knew she must have caught you red-handed.” Zhu Tianlang continued looking at his phone, typing away as if he were chatting with someone. “These high-level white-collar women living alone are very concerned about their image, and some of them sympathize with vulnerable women. Just act pitiful in front of her. As long as she falls for it, you’ll be unstoppable.” “Besides, it’s just writing down an address. It’s not a big deal. Unless she moves out, it won’t matter who comes.”
“If I encountered a rude person, I would really be afraid that they would add something to the takeout,” Zhu Tianlang said. “But the one next door shouldn’t do such a thing. She’s been here for about a month now. If she wanted to do something like that, she would have done it a long time ago.”
Chen Mei opened the takeout order and said, "But I feel like she's a little different today."
"What if she really makes a scene?"
"What's different?" Zhu Tianlang asked. He changed positions, probably because he was uncomfortable. Only then did Chen Mei see the phone screen. He was chatting privately with his older brother, and some of the conversations were quite explicit. They even exchanged photos and videos.
Chen Mei didn't react much. It was just photos and videos. Besides, Zhu Tianlang was a man, and the other person was also a man. What impact could it have on the other person seeing photos and videos that had been heavily photoshopped? Furthermore, Zhu Tianlang had already done it. If these men didn't have this kind of taste, they wouldn't have added him as an acquaintance.
It's simply a matter of one party being willing to give and the other being willing to receive.
"She just feels colder than usual, so I guess she's really angry, but she didn't do anything wrong," Chen Mei said. "I hope there's nothing wrong with her."
"What problem could there be? Don't worry about it. Let's deal with it when things really escalate. She's so busy with work, does she have time to argue with us about this?" Zhu Tianlang said nonchalantly. "After dinner, take all those clothes back and return them. You don't need them anymore, and they're not your size."
"Besides, these clothes aren't suitable for you. When you're resting, let's go to a high-end store. We've made some money, so we should get you some nice things."
A happy smile appeared on Chen Mei's face: "Okay, you work harder, having to deal with so many people every day."
"It's nothing. I know these men best. Getting them to buy tickets is a piece of cake," Zhu Tianlang said, his eyes filled with disdain for these big shots. So much money, and they're still being played like fools by him? What do you call that?
This means that this wealth should not have been held by them in the first place; he was merely using a method to transfer this wealth to those who should have owned it.
"This meal is pretty average; it's probably pre-made." After fooling his older brother, Zhu Tianlang ate his meal. Then, he reached out and picked up two strands of hair from Chen Mei's clothes, mixed them into his rice, took a few quick photos with his phone, and sent them directly to the restaurant.
Immediately afterwards, she called the merchant again, again using a female voice.
In the end, he didn't pay for the takeout, but the merchant even gave him a red envelope as compensation.
He couldn't finish the rice, so he didn't continue eating, but he did finish the vegetables.
Chen Mei was used to all of this and didn't think anything was wrong. She even thought Zhu Tianlang was a family-oriented man who knew when to spend money and when not to.
After Azhen returned, she noticed the commotion next door and shook her head speechlessly upon seeing what was happening.
The client's understanding of Zhu Tianlang and his companion is likely just the tip of the iceberg; in real life, these two are probably even more extreme.
The following weekend, having just returned from a business trip, Ah-Zhuang decided to take a good rest and didn't go out.
She didn't bother with filling in the address for the takeout; she just needed to prepare everything and wait for things to develop.
This time, let them experience the consequences of their own actions; it is something they should bear.
She only needs to sit here and watch. (End of Chapter)