After I kicked out my boss, I became a landlady

When Wen Nuan was hanging clothes on the balcony, she inadvertently looked towards the building opposite.

The sunlight shines on the glass, reflecting a faint glow.

She suddenly realized that from this angle she could clearly see the situation in the building opposite.

I saw the shadow of a woman with long flowing hair swaying in front of the window.

Wen Nuan thought, this should be the girlfriend of the otaku with glasses, right?

Just then, Yang Chi sent a message saying that the meal was ready and he could go to the security booth to pick it up.

After Wen Nuan finished reading the message, she quickly typed on the phone screen: "I'll get it in a minute."

Then she quickly hung up the remaining clothes one by one.

At this moment, her mind was completely focused on the things she was about to get, and she didn't pay much attention to the situation in the building opposite.

The sun was still shining warmly on the balcony, the breeze was blowing gently, the clothes that had just been hung out to dry were fluttering slightly, and the shadow of the woman with long fluttering hair opposite had long been forgotten by the warmth.

To be honest, even though the man with glasses had helped her a few times, Wen Nuan still felt that he was a little weird and creepy.

He always follows her, which makes Wen Nuan feel a little uneasy.

Although she later found out that he had a girlfriend, Wen Nuan still thought it was too much of a coincidence.

Nowadays, Wen Nuan tries to cook less for herself.

She was worried that she would run into the man with glasses while shopping

She didn't want to have any more contact with that strange person.

Wen Nuan thought to herself that she should eat out more often or order takeout in the future, so as to avoid some unnecessary trouble.

After hanging up the clothes, Wen Nuan went out to get food with full anticipation.

Along the way, the delicious food in the pictures kept appearing in her mind. When she thought that she would soon be able to taste Yang Chi's cooking, her steps became lighter.

After a while, Wen Nuan came to the security booth.

When the security guard Uncle Huang saw Wen Nuan, he smiled kindly and said, "Little girl, it turns out that the young man brought you food. He's a pretty good guy."

Wen Nuan was slightly stunned, her cheeks flushed, and she said a little embarrassedly: "Well, he is my boyfriend, he treats me very well."

Uncle Huang's eyes flashed with envy, and he smiled and said, "Haha, so that's how it is. That's great. It can be seen that he cares about you a lot."

Wen Nuan smiled shyly, and a sweet feeling welled up in her heart.

She looked down at the food in her hands, as if she could feel Yang Chi's love.

Uncle Huang added: "You young people, you must cherish each other. There are not many people who are so sincere to you now."

Wen Nuan nodded seriously and said, "I will, Uncle Huang. Thank you."

After that, Wen Nuan said goodbye to Uncle Huang, took the food and went home.

She was already a little impatient to try Yang Chi's cooking.

As expected, the food was delicious.

The warm taste buds were instantly conquered by the delicious taste, and every bite was very much to her taste.

She quickly picked up her phone, sent a message to her beloved boyfriend, took a picture of the meal, and happily wrote: "The meal is super delicious! I have to give you a thumbs up! You are indeed a master."

After sending the message, Wen Nuan continued to enjoy the delicious meal.

When Yang Ci saw the message sent by Wen Nuan, a happy smile appeared on his face.

He quickly replied, "I'm glad you like it. I'm working on the draft here. I'll make you something delicious next time.

Wen Nuan quickly replied: "You hurry up and finish your manuscript. I'm also going to finish my manuscript. Wish me success!"

Afterwards, Wen Nuan sent an emoticon of encouragement.

After finishing her meal, Wen Nuan did not delay at all and immediately threw herself into today's work.

I have been overdue for many days, time is tight and I can't afford to slack off.

Wen Nuan sat at the desk, opened the drawing software, and looked at the unfinished picture, feeling a sense of urgency in her heart.

I thought if I didn't send out food today, I'm afraid the landlord would have no more food.

Wen Nuan took a deep breath, adjusted her state, and began to concentrate on finishing the draft.

Her eyes were focused and determined, and the paintbrush in her hand danced flexibly on the drawing tablet.

As time passed, Wen Nuan gradually got into the mood, and the drawing slowly became complete under her pen.

Before I knew it, time passed quietly and it was five or six in the evening.

Wen Nuan was concentrating on her drawing when her cell phone suddenly rang. It was another message from Yang Chi.

"Have you eaten? I ordered takeout for you, it will be here soon."

Wen Nuan looked at the message and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

She stopped painting and replied, "Not yet, you're so nice."

Wen Nuan thought that having a boyfriend like this was truly a blessing she had earned in ten lifetimes.

Yang Chi is always so considerate and silently cares about her when she is busy.

He knew that Wen Nuan would easily forget the time when she was working on her drawings, so he would always remind her to eat in time.

This meticulous care makes Wen Nuan feel extremely happy.

Wen Nuan decided to wait for the takeaway to arrive, put down her work, and enjoy this loving meal.

Wen Nuan thought that during this period of time she had to take back the sheets, quilt covers and clothes that were drying on the balcony.

She stood up, walked to the window and looked out at the balcony.

The sunlight is not as strong as it is during the day, but those items hung out to dry should be dry, right?

Wen Nuan was guessing in her heart.

She recalled that when she was hanging clothes in the morning, she saw the shadow of the woman with long flowing hair in the building opposite. She wondered what the bespectacled otaku and his girlfriend were doing?

But soon, Wen Nuan pulled her thoughts back to her senses. She had no time to think about other people's affairs.

She had to quickly take the clothes back, then enjoy the takeaway ordered by Yang Chi, and then continue working on the draft.

Wen Nuan turned and walked towards the balcony.

When Wen Nuan walked to the balcony, she subconsciously looked at the balcony opposite.

This sight made her heart tighten instantly.

She saw the shadow of the woman was still there, but suddenly a man came over and hit the woman with something in his hand.

There was only a scream coming from the other side, followed by the sound of something falling.

The two buildings are very close to each other, and the sound insulation in this old little house is not very good, so some sounds can still be vaguely heard.

At this time, there seemed to be some sounds of sharpening knives, and the man picked up the knife and kept chopping something.

Wen Nuan widened her eyes in horror, feeling a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart.

She wondered if she had gotten involved in a murder case.

Her warm body began to tremble involuntarily and she didn't know what to do.

Should I call the police immediately or observe the situation first?

Her brain was working rapidly, trying to come up with the most appropriate solution.

But at this moment, fear took over her heart, making it difficult for her to make a decision.

Wen Nuan looked across in horror. Just when she was unable to make a decision, she saw the man walking around with something that looked like a hand.

Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

Fear overwhelmed her like a tide; her legs went weak and she almost collapsed to the ground.

The warm brain was in a mess, and all kinds of terrible thoughts kept flashing through my mind.

At this time, Wen Nuan knew that she could only leave the matter to the police.

She took out her cell phone tremblingly, her fingers somewhat out of control due to fear.

After finally dialing the police number, her voice trembled: "Hello... police? The guy over there... seems to be murdering his girlfriend. He dismembered her! I saw him shaking his hands there..."

Wen Nuan stuttered incoherently, and the police on the other side couldn't hear clearly what she was saying.

The police kept asking her to calm down, but Wen Nuan couldn't control her fear at all.

Her heart was beating violently and her breathing became rapid.

Her eyes were fixed on the balcony opposite, fearing that the man would find out that she was calling the police.

At this time, the police at the police station also realized that as a woman, Wen Nuan would definitely be very scared if she discovered such a thing.

The policeman quickly said: "Where are you now? Tell us your address and we will help you and protect you as soon as possible."

Wen Nuan tremblingly gave her address: "I'm in Building C of Xingfu Community. A murder happened across from me."

After saying the address, Wen Nuan's heart was still filled with fear and anxiety.

She didn't know when the police would arrive, and every minute and every second seemed so long to her.

The man's figure lingered in her mind like a nightmare, and she kept imagining whether the man would do something even more terrible.

Wen Nuan stood on the balcony, her eyes fixed on the balcony opposite, her body trembling slightly with fear.

The police acted quickly and surrounded the building opposite Wen Nuan in an instant.

At this time, Yang Chi was dealing with his model, when suddenly the police kicked open the door.

Yang Chi looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment. The policemen with guns in hand surrounded him.

He looked confused and had no idea what was going on.

Yang Chi's brain was working rapidly, trying to recall whether he had done anything illegal.

His eyes revealed panic and confusion. Faced with the policemen's serious expressions and the black muzzles of their guns, he was so nervous that he could not speak.

At this time, a policeman stood up and said: "Someone witnessed you killing someone just now, please hand him over."

Yang Chi looked confused and said hurriedly, "There is no one here except me. Police comrade, are you mistaken? I have been dealing with my models here, how could I have killed someone?"

The policeman frowned and said seriously: "Someone clearly saw you shaking something that looked like a hand, and heard screams and the sound of knife sharpening. You'd better tell the truth."

Yang Chi became more and more anxious and shouted, "Police comrade, that must be a misunderstanding! I used this model for painting. I might have been adjusting the model's posture just now. It's not what you think."

The police looked at each other and still did not let down their guard.

One of the policemen said: "We are going to conduct a thorough search here. If you are innocent, you will be given justice."

Yang Chi nodded helplessly, "Okay, go ahead and search, I really didn't do anything illegal."

The police began to search the room carefully, leaving no corner untouched.

Yang Chi watched the police's actions nervously, his heart filled with anxiety and grievance.

The police quickly searched the scene but found no one else, only a parrot and Yang Chi in front of them.

The police looked at each other with puzzled expressions on their faces.

One of the policemen turned to Yang Chi and said, "There is indeed no one else here. But someone clearly witnessed the suspicious situation. You must give us a reasonable explanation."

Yang Chi frowned slightly, looking nervous and helpless.

He slowly said, “Comrade police officer, I was just trimming and adjusting my model.

This model is a very important tool in my painting creation, and sometimes I need to make constant adjustments to achieve the best effect.

Just now, during the adjustment process, I accidentally touched the tool next to me, and the tool fell and hit my parrot.

The parrot was frightened and screamed.

Maybe it was because of this that other people saw me and misunderstood me, suspecting that I was killing someone.

After all, my model is humanoid, and it might be easy to be misunderstood from a distance."

As the police listened to Yang Chi's explanation, their expressions gradually became solemn.

They looked closely at the model, then at the parrot that had calmed down nearby.

One of the policemen squatted down and gently stroked the parrot's feathers. The parrot seemed to be still a little frightened and trembled slightly.

The police officer stood up and said to his colleagues, "At present, his explanation seems to be reasonable. But we need to verify the situation further and cannot draw conclusions based on his one-sided statement."

Yang Chi said anxiously: "Comrade police, I really didn't do anything illegal.

I was just concentrating on doing my job and didn't expect to cause such a big misunderstanding. I hope you can find out the truth as soon as possible and clear my name."

The police nodded and continued to observe and analyze the surrounding environment, trying to find more clues to solve the mystery.

After Yang Chi said this, the policemen's expressions eased slightly.

One of the policemen walked forward and carefully examined the mannequin, then looked at the frightened parrot next to it.

“Mannequins can indeed be misleading in certain situations.”

"But we still need to verify the situation further to make sure we haven't missed any clues," the police officer said.

Yang Chi nodded repeatedly, "I understand, police comrade. You can check again carefully. I really didn't do anything illegal."

Another police officer began to ask Yang Chi some questions about his daily activities and the purpose of the model.

Yang Chi patiently answered the questions one by one, explaining in detail his job and the reason why he was fiddling with the model today.

As the questioning progressed, the police's suspicion of Yang Chi gradually eased.

But they decided to conduct a more extensive survey of the surrounding area to thoroughly rule out any possible risks.

Yang Chi stood aside, his nervousness eased a little, but he was still uneasy in his heart, hoping that the storm would be settled as soon as possible.