10: Don't be silent! I'm scared!

Jiang Fei quietly retracted her knife and introduced herself, “Resident of 2202, Jiang Fei.”

Lu Yu repeated the girl’s name in his heart and smiled, “My phone ran out of battery, so I only saw the message on the lost cat poster when I got back. No one answered when I knocked, so I waited for you at the door.”

“We met once before, do you still remember me?”

Jiang Fei hummed, not wanting to make small talk, “You wait for me here, I’ll go get Mimi.”

Lu Yu nodded and stepped aside.

Jiang Fei opened the door to 2202 and went in, immediately closing the door behind her to prevent Lu Yu from seeing the lights inside.

On the sofa, Little Orange Cat was sprawled out, sleeping lazily, revealing her pink paw pads.

Her plump little belly rose and fell, making one want to gently pet her.

Too bad she wasn't hers.

Jiang Fei reluctantly picked up Little Orange Cat, took out two bags of pre-made meat paste from the Supermarket warehouse, and returned to the hallway.

“These are beef paste and chicken paste I made myself. There are no seasonings, and they can be kept at room temperature for two or three days. You can feed them to her.”

“Thank you for taking care of her for me,” Lu Yu reached out and took Little Orange Cat.

Just then, Little Orange Cat, half-asleep, opened her eyes and was met with the man’s magnified smiling face.

Meow!

How did Master appear?!

Little Orange Cat instinctively struggled out of Lu Yu’s embrace, trying to escape.

Jiang Fei quickly reached out and steadily caught Little Orange Cat as she jumped down.

“She might have just woken up and is a bit disoriented.”

“Mimi, your Master is here to pick you up. Be a good girl and go home with him.”

Jiang Fei gently placed Little Orange Cat back into Lu Yu’s arms.

Little Orange Cat had teary eyes.

You bipedal beast, you just want to see me get beaten, don’t you!

After sending the cat off, Jiang Fei returned home.

Lu Yu was still thinking about what had just happened.

Her speed was too fast.

Back in Zean County, Jiang Fei’s composure also didn’t seem like that of an ordinary person.

His neighbor had a lot of secrets.

“Meow~”

A cat’s meow pulled Lu Yu’s thoughts back.

Little Orange Cat rubbed her head against Lu Yu’s palm in an attempt to curry favor.

Master, don’t stay silent! I’m scared!

“So troublesome,” Lu Yu lightly flicked Little Orange Cat’s forehead:

“If you dare to sneak out again next time, I won’t want you anymore.”

Little Orange Cat blinked innocently, tilted her head, and rested it on Lu Yu’s hand.

She was just a little kitty, she didn’t understand anything!

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2202.

Having lost Little Orange Cat, Jiang Fei sat gloomily on the sofa and opened the owner’s group chat.

Zhou Lang’s presence in the parking lot indicated that he was a resident of Yulan Garden.

If he was nearby, she would deal with him the next time she went out.

Unexpectedly, upon entering the group, Jiang Fei saw Zhou Lang’s WeChat.

He used his own photo as his avatar, and his group nickname was Building A - 1101.

He was in the same building as her.

Two hours ago, Zhou Lang sent his first message in the group —

Building A - 1101: [I have a suggestion. The water outside is so deep now that we can’t get a taxi. Those with transportation at home should help for free and take everyone to buy supplies.]

Some said Zhou Lang was shameless, while others echoed their support.

Jiang Fei scrolled down through the chat history.

Zhou Lang not only secretly photographed her truck but also spread rumors in the group.

Building A - 1101: [Whose truck is this?]

[I just politely asked them to give me a ride and even offered to pay, but not only did they not help, they also inexplicably cursed me out. They’re simply crazy.]

[Latest news! I saw this truck bringing back a lot of things! I asked the property management! It’s the car from 2202!]

Building A - 1101: [@ Building A - 2202, Yulan Garden is facing a difficult time now. As members of Building A, we should work together to overcome it. You have a truck, can you lend it to everyone?]

[If you’re not willing, then sell us the things you brought back at their original price.]

[A near neighbor is better than a distant relative. You can’t just stand by and watch us starve, can you?]

Building A - 2103: [@ Building A - 1101, how old are you, still talking nonsense? Whether they lend their car or sell supplies is none of your business.]

[Besides, a bag of bok choy costs a hundred yuan now. Where do you get the nerve to ask for the original price? Mosquitoes can’t even bite through your thick skin.]

[While everyone still treats you like a human, do something humane.]

2103 furiously rebutted Zhou Lang, forcing him to stop sending messages.

Jiang Fei was very impressed.

Xiao Chuxia’s sharp tongue was indeed formidable.

However, Zhou Lang was vengeful, and he might go to her address to retaliate.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Fei @ Zhou Lang and sent a message to provoke him —

[Trash, come and get it yourself if you dare.]

To save her another trip to kill this scumbag.

Jiang Fei turned off her phone and took out today’s lunch from the Supermarket warehouse.

The scallion oil noodles were fresh and rich, the noodles were firm and springy, the fried chicken was coated in sweet and spicy sauce, and with one bite, the skin was crispy and the meat was tender. Finally, a glass of ice-cold peach fruit tea. Jiang Fei was satisfied.

Nothing could be more healing than good food.

She had plenty of time today, so she could make some dishes to go with rice.

She had stocked up on a lot of chicken, enough to make spicy chicken, Kung Pao chicken, three-cup chicken, pepper-flavored chicken rack, bean-flavored baked chicken, drooling chicken… Jiang Fei immediately got to work, taking out the corresponding ingredients, then entered the Gold Swallowing Supermarket, found a hoe and a bag of cabbage seeds, planning to try if the land here could be cultivated.

But she had no planting experience, so she could only try her luck.

Jiang Fei clumsily began digging holes, pouring in seeds, filling with soil, watering, and fertilizing.

She hoped they would sprout.

After finishing, Jiang Fei exited the Gold Swallowing Supermarket and prepared the meal.

She cooked until ten o’clock at night.

As Jiang Fei was cleaning up the kitchen trash, she suddenly heard a sharp beeping sound from the main door.

Someone was trying to force their way in, triggering the electric door’s alarm.

Jiang Fei immediately grabbed a kitchen knife, turned off all the lights, and walked to the door.

Outside the door, a “thump!” and “bang!” occasionally sounded, as if heavy objects were falling.

Soon, the area outside the door fell silent.

Jiang Fei cautiously turned the doorknob, gripping the kitchen knife tightly.

3… 2… Jiang Fei suddenly pulled open the door, but there was no one outside.

She turned her head, and the door to the stairwell was wide open.

Lu Yu was dragging a person, standing in front of the stairwell window, seemingly about to throw the person down.

It looked exactly like murder and disposing of a body.

Their eyes met.

The air was inexplicably awkward.