Translated By Florian Khit
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For a while, the atmosphere was very embarrassing.
What made Song Yun feel discomforted was that there was also a trace of weirdness from the security team in this embarrassment.
He saw several security guards trying their best to control their eyes and not look at him, as if they could comprehend the truth of the peachy incident in the upper courtyard of Xicheng as long as they accidentally glanced at it.
Fortunately, before the eruption of Xiao Song's volcano, Qin Ke explained: "Sorry, my fault. I will trouble you to run for nothing, this is a misunderstanding."
Ah, what kind of misunderstanding was it that made your conversation progress to the best part of taking off your pants?
The head of the security captain was extremely puzzled. Unfortunately, his curiosity was constrained by professional ethics. He could only put down his anti-riot steel fork and asked: "You are...Qin who lives downstairs, right? You made the call?"
Qin Ke nodded.
The high property fees collected by the Upper House of Xicheng each month have made the security captain a pair of unforgettable eyes long ago.
He remembered this Qin who just moved into the apartment this spring, and sometimes met downstairs, he would be polite and nod, unlike some owners who couldn't see them at all.
But even so, he didn't dare to call it a rush. After all, the other client was Song, who lives on the top floor and the garage is full of luxury cars.
The security captain asked again: "Song Zong, are you sure you don't need our help?"
Song Yunran could not wait to get into the stew, gritted his teeth and said: "No need, no, you go back soon."
"Okay. Qin, you will receive a text message on your mobile phone later, please rate our service this time."
The security captain greeted his servants and waited to return to the elevator, with a professional smile on his face, leaving a concluding remark, "Good night to both of you and good dreams."
Song Yunran had a numb scalp, and for the first time felt that the service language of the property center was full of mockery.
He looked up at the ceiling and began to think about going downstairs to buy a can of beer and whether he could be reborn immediately after drinking.
Qin Ke glanced at him: "Let's go, I'll see you off."
Song Yunran was stunned: "Where can I go?"
Do you go downstairs to buy wine?
"Send you to the hospital." Qin Ke was helpless.
Perhaps because of the disgraceful psychology of going to the hospital, Song Yunran thought about it for a while when he took the car key, and only chose a relatively low-key white car.
When he arrived at the garage, he refused Qin Ke's help and slowly moved himself into the co-pilot's seat. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't hold back his teeth and grin.
Qin Ke closed the car door and asked, "Where did you fall?"
"...Butt." Song Yunran sounded like a mosquito, like a panic who didn't dare to speak loudly.
He was afraid that Qin Ke laughed at himself. After waiting for a few seconds, he didn't hear any movement before he carefully raised his eyes and found that the other party's sight seemed to be inflated and his body swept over him.
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