Sweetheart Strikes: The Devil's School Herbs, Please Recruit

Chapter 182 The New Neighbor Next Door

Based on the information Ye Keyuan gave me, I probably know what Ye Keyuan meant.

The Mercedes downstairs belongs to Chu Yechen, and this incident may have something to do with the person who followed me.

"Chu Yechen asked someone to follow me?" I couldn't believe it, and I didn't think Chu Yechen would do that.

Chu Yechen is a proud person, he told me clearly that he would not interfere in my affairs, why do people follow me?
"Maybe it's him, try not to go out these two days, wait for me to find out the matter." After Ye Keyuan explained, I left the study and returned to the room, and couldn't help but stand by the window and look down at the leftovers. car.

The car parked quietly on the side of the road, and there was no one standing around.

But I don't know why, after being reminded by Ye Keyuan just now, I suddenly had the feeling that someone in the car was staring at me.

It's a little creepy, if Chu Yechen really does this, no matter what the reason is, I think he is perverted.

After dinner, Mother Ye said that she was going to go for a walk. I thought of what Ye Keyuan said, so I reasoned that I was not feeling well and stayed at home.

Ye Keyuan went out with Mother Ye instead.

I was watching American dramas boredly, but suddenly I heard the sound of an electric drill.

Wait, why is there a drill sound?
I paused the American TV series, followed the sound from the house and went out, and found that the sound did not come from outside Ye Keyuan's apartment.

"Strange, am I hearing hallucinations?" I rubbed my ears and just returned to the bedroom when the harsh and noisy sound of electric drills came again, and this time it was not only the sound of electric drills, but also the sound of knocking.

I put my ear against the wall of the bedroom, and I heard the sound as if it was coming from the next door.

The sound insulation effect of the apartments in this community is very good, so it stands to reason that there would not be such a loud noise coming from the next door.

Unless... the people next door worked directly on the wall.

"You don't want to tear down the wall, do you?" I froze for a moment, then immediately pushed open the glass door and ran to the small balcony.

The architectural design of this building is rather special, somewhat similar to the twin buildings.

The guest bedroom of Ye Keyuan's house is very close to another house on the same floor.

I stood on the balcony and looked towards the next door.

About a meter away from the balcony where I was standing was the balcony of another apartment.

The glass door of the other party's balcony was quietly closed, and the balcony was also empty, full of dust, and it didn't look like it was inhabited.

But there are indeed various knocking sounds, the sound of electric drills, and the sound of people talking coming from there.

"Could someone check in?" Just when I was wondering, the closed glass door next to it was suddenly pulled open from the inside.

Probably because no one has used the door for a long time, the glass door is obviously broken, and there is a harsh sound when it is pulled, and when the door is opened, the dust on the balcony floats into the room.

There was a burst of coughing in the room immediately, and then someone said unhappily, "Within an hour, the door was changed and the balcony was cleaned."

"Yes, sir."

I blinked my eyes a little sluggishly, and pinched my cheek.

Have I been paranoid for so long that I'm truly unhinged?
Why is the conversation style next door so similar to Uncle Chu Yechen and Pingtou?

and many more!

Not only are their speaking styles alike, but their voices are also alike!

"Wait, stalker, bodyguard car, Chu Yechen...could it really be him."

I immediately grabbed the railing with both hands, stretched out almost half of my body, bent down vigorously, and looked towards the next door.

　Sorry, something went wrong with the computer, and it took four hours of fumbling to fix it, so the update is over.

　　
　
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