Huang Caihong took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole.

The hands were shaking slightly.

My body seemed to have entered a warning state, and the sound of the day swelled around my ears. I was really afraid that the old thing would happen again!

Pressing his hand between his eyebrows, Huang Caihong forced himself to calm down.

Today is Thursday, working day, so it’s not necessarily true that Lao Xue has a love affair and doesn’t even want to work.

This self-comfort and bug - the last time I captured Lao Xue alive was at noon one working day.

However, Huang Caihong, who was on the string, had lost the ability to think comprehensively. All she could do was to force her subordinates to open the lock core and open the door.

Turn and move.

Turn again, still can't move.

No! She brought the wrong key!

However, after thinking about it again, it was even more wrong. She only had one key. It means that it was correct if she brought it.

Pull out the key, stare at the top of your eyes and look carefully. It is the key to the home, you can't make a mistake!

Fake, fake, all of this must be an illusion.

Huang Caihong inhale calmly and exhale with another breath of turbid air.

Re-twill the lock core, but it still remains unmoved.

Petrochemical! I was stunned!

In fact, when she couldn't get the second time she turned the door lock, she vaguely had a bad intuition. At this moment, her intuition became stronger and stronger.

That is, Xue Zhengping changed the lock!

Realizing this, the sky was full of thunder... Her ID card, her bank card, her graduation certificate, her resignation certificate... were all in the room.

The bad intuition continues to expand - Lao Xue will definitely use her important documents to force her to sign a divorce!

Huang Caihong chills out of thin air. Divorce is just a divorce, but being coerced like this is really humiliating!

In the sadness, his emotions collapsed. Huang Caihong, who was deeply disappointed, beat the door with his hands like crazy.

"Xue Zhengping, where is your conscience?"

"Whoever is surnamed Xue, aren't you afraid of retribution for bullying people like this?"

No one responded to her.

beat.

Scream.

cry.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a few minutes, or dozens of minutes, but she collapsed from exhaustion.

With his back against the door, he slid on the ground, his head buried between his knees, and his shoulders shrugged.

She was so tired that she could no longer cry.

Although she was panicked, her mind was clear. Huang Caihong knew that once Xue Zhengping made up for divorce, she would definitely kill her and would never show mercy. She would definitely not be able to beat the assistant of a gold medal lawyer in a divorce lawsuit.

"May I ask, can I help you?"

Just as he was discouraged, a male voice filled with magneticity slowly came into his ears.

Only then did Huang Caihong notice that at some point, there were more feet in front of her wearing hole-punched leather shoes.

She raised her head in confusion, and a faint hope rose in her heart: Could it be that she had counted the wrong floor?

He was a slightly taller man. Time had not left any obvious marks on his face, but it was obvious that he was not a young man. He was about thirty years old.

He dressed very carefully, and although he had loose collars, he was filled with an inviolable aura.

While surprised by the first impression she had at first glance, Huang Caihong stammered and asked: "This, is this at your doorstep?"

"No." The visitor denied it very clearly.

"..." Huang Caihong returned to her death and was lost.

"What I want to go to is No. 3 and No. 4 on the same floor. I heard something happening here, come and take a look." The other party explained considerately.

Hope was shattered. Huang Caihong lowered her head again and hugged her knees tightly. She had no intention of talking to strangers.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Unexpectedly, the stranger actually squatted down and even took his own initiative to reach out to her forehead.

Huang Caihong was confused and blurted out: "I can't open the door."

"You dropped the key?"

Huang Caihong shook her head slightly. She shook too lightly that the man did not see it.

"It's easy, just call the lock-opening company. It's a coincidence that I just used a lock-opening company. The insider was careless and locked himself outside the door. I couldn't go back for a while, so I called the lock-opening service."

The man said, and his voice smiled.

Another man who loves his wife!

Since I saw another face named Xue, I have met more men who love my wife. Has she absorbed all the luck of other women?

The man talked to himself and called. He reported the address with great calmness and accuracy.

After hanging up the phone, I remembered to ask: "Your ID...isn't it locked in the house, right?"

"Wow." When Huang Caihong asked about the sadness, Huang Caihong burst into tears.

The man was obviously panicked and his words were not so neat: "Don't cry, don't cry. It doesn't matter, you can call the property. The property can prove that you are the owner or live here, and the lock-opening company will also help you open it."

The man's words gave Huang Caihong a glimmer of hope for jumping.

"Really?" She looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

The man nodded solemnly.

He seemed to be very familiar with this community, and the contact information of the property manager was contained in his mobile phone. After a short walk, he communicated with the property manager about issuing certificates.

Not long after, the property manager and the lock-opening company employee he met on the road appeared in front of Room 706.

The property manager asked Huang Caihong to write out the owner's name of 706, the owner's ID number, his own ID number, and his relationship with the owner.

"Should I call the owner first?" The property manager asked very carefully. It was like asking Huang Caihong, and it was more like asking the towering man.

"Have you seen this lady? She doesn't live in this room?" the man asked in response.

"Uh...I've seen her, she lives in this room. I just think..."

"What are you waiting for!" The man was obviously unhappy. "Since she lives here, she dropped the key and there are employees of the lock-opening company beside her. Can you prove that she lives here, why bother to let her wait? Is it interesting to see a woman crying helplessly?"

The property manager couldn't withstand the pressure brought by the man and immediately gave in to compromise: "Okay, okay, okay. Open the lock now!"

The uncle of the lock-opening company had long thought it wasted time. He heard that the work could be started, so he held the chainsaw in his hand and turned on the switch. The chainsaw made a strong attack sound, and soon opened the door that looked like a natural barrier in Huang Caihong's eyes.

"Too! So! Thank you!"

Huang Caihong couldn't thank him and bowed deeply to the strange man.

That's not all, she said seriously: "You must be the angel sent to me by God!"

The man smiled slightly: "It's not worth mentioning."

After saying that, he waved his hand and signaled that the property manager could leave. He turned around and handed the uncle to the lock-opening company a QR code. The uncle quickly received the wages and left happily.

The man didn't mean to stay for too long, so he nodded at Huang Caihong and turned around and left.

Huang Caihong was almost dancing.

I just thought I had fallen into a deep valley, but I didn’t expect it to be running in a flash!

People really can’t give up hope casually!

Huang Caihong stepped into her home that had been away for four days with a sudden excitement.

The bean paste and glass residue on the ground are gone, and the carefully purchased vegetables are gone. Although they cannot be described as "clear windows and clean", the house is still cleaned up by Xue Zhengping.

The curtains are still the same curtains, and the sofa is still the same sofa. They fall into Huang Caihong's eyes, but they are friendly and strange.

Huang Caihong dared not stay in the living room for a long time, for fear of the emergence of the festival, so she went straight to the bedroom. Her important documents were hidden deep in the bedroom wardrobe.
Chapter completed!