The man's eyes were clear and cold, and he just glanced at her lightly, then he closed his eyes and walked towards his doorstep

Song Qianti stared at his back and blinked. Didn’t he leave long ago? Why did he just get home now?

Thinking of the little tricks she used in the police station just now, she said to Wen Lin who was opening the door: "Thank you just now."

The man said nothing.

Song Qianti opened the door and prepared to enter the house: "Wait a minute, I have beef jerky and dried fruits from Bincheng at home, I'll get some for you."

With a "bang", the man entered the house, and the sound of closing the door was loudly sounding in the quiet corridor.

Song Qianti was a little worried. It seemed that this new neighbor was not easy to get along with.

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The next night, Song Qianti had dinner outside, went to the supermarket, bought some fruit before going home. While taking the elevator, she met her new neighbor again.

But there was a girl with him. She looked about the same age as her, with bobs, air bangs, a white bag on her shoulders, and a bag of vegetables in her hand.

When Song Qianti looked at her, the girl smiled at her very friendly.

Sure enough, good-looking men all have their own masters.

However, based on the woman's intuition, she felt that this girl could not hold on to the lawyer Wen.

The main reason is that there is a faint aura on Lawyer Wen, which is not something that ordinary girls can control.

At that time, Wen Linyan and the girl were already standing in the elevator, and the girl was still holding one hand, as if she was about to press the elevator.

Song Qianti held fruit in one hand and a cup of milk tea in the other hand. He bit the straw and hesitated for a moment, and entered the elevator.

The girl pressed the floor button and the door button. Seeing that Song Qianti was standing there without moving, she thought she was not empty, so she turned her head and asked kindly: "Which floor do you live in, I'll press it for you."

Song Qianti glanced at the illuminated eighth floor key and smiled slightly: "I live in the eighth floor too."

The girl laughed: "So coincidental."

Song Qianti glanced at Wen Linyan with a cold expression, smiled at the girl, and said nothing.

When they arrived at the eighth floor, the elevator door opened, Wen Linyan and the girl walked out first, and Song Qianti slowly left the elevator after taking the last sip of milk tea.

The two people walking in front of her had already entered the room. She glanced at the door that had just been closed, lowered her head and took out the key from her bag, opened her door and walked in.

Change your shoes, throw your bag, walk over and lie down on the sofa, turn on the TV bored,

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Wen Linyan and Renyi entered the house, took the bag on their shoulders and placed it on the shoe cabinet, and joked: "Lawyer Wen, I didn't expect your neighbor to be a big beauty. No wonder he had to move here to live."

Jiang Handong, who was sitting on the sofa gnawing apples, heard the word "beauty" and sat upright, turning his head and asked them: "What kind of beauty?"

Wen Linyan had just moved here, and colleagues from the firm called to celebrate his housewarming.

Except for those who were unable to come, all the other colleagues in the law firm were here.

Jiang Handong was his best brother, so he called him together.

Some help in the kitchen, some are playing with their phones or chatting.

Men are all the same virtue, and when they hear the beauty's eyes lit up.

He walked to the kitchen with the food at will, and said when passing by Jiang Handong: "A beauty lives next to Lawyer Wen, who is so beautiful."

Jiang Handong's eyes lit up: "Is it true or false?"

Renyi said: "Really, I'm so envious of that good figure."
Chapter completed!