what is my husband

The balcony was flickeringly illuminated by the flashing advertising signboard lights not far away, and there was nothing on the cold concrete floor of the balcony.

Lu Ting turned around and opened the curtain, touching a little rough edge while moving his fingers down.

On the day he moved in, the landlord had told him that everything in this room was new, and the curtains could not possibly be broken.Moreover, the raw edges are finely drawn, very clean, like new ones.

Lu Ting lowered his eyes to look at his hand. With the help of the dim light, he found a small blood spot on the place where the palm was stabbed before, and then contacted the scratched curtain... That thing actually had a Sting!

If he hadn't woken up just now, or if it was discovered that Gotoeda hadn't escaped, would he have been strangled to death?

The window was not closed, and Lu Ting sneezed when the cool wind blew in. When he turned around to close the side window, his eyes widened. The lost flower pot was sitting safely on the window sill of the balcony next door. !

Lu Ting pushed the window open to the limit, stood on tiptoe, and propped the window with both hands to raise his sight.

The newly emerging green buds in the flower pots are swaying in the breeze, which is very pleasant.In contrast to his own anxiety, Lu Ting felt inexplicably being mocked without words.

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The properties in Henghua Community go to work at [-]:[-] in the morning. Because they live far away and are afraid of traffic jams, the property managers go out early every day. When they arrive in the community, it is often not time for work.

Today he arrived early as usual. After parking the car, he saw a young man sitting by the flower bed outside the property office.

The young man was wearing a thin white shirt, and the faint morning light cast a light edge on his side face, making that face look extraordinarily fair.The property manager blinked, cleared his throat and walked up, pushing the young man who was dozing off with his head down.

Because he didn't wake up, Lu Ting, who just woke up, looked at the manager in a daze.He took two beats to react, stood up and explained, "I found the flowerpot, it's next door to us."

That weird monitoring period gave the property manager a nightmare all night, and when he heard about the flower pots, he suddenly had a head and two big ones.

He rubbed the center of his brows, and asked feebly, "Really, how did I find it, I..."

The words stopped abruptly.

The manager put down his hand, with a strange expression on his face: "You mean next door?"

With Lu Ting's affirmative nod, the manager trembled, and his voice trembled: "Yes, but the house next door to yours has always been empty, and no one lives there. The key has always been with our property!"

Lu Ting pursed his lips, not knowing how to appease the frightened person. Perhaps it was because he had been exposed to some strange and chaotic things with the old man early in his childhood. The fear of ghosts and gods in his soul was a little less than that of ordinary people. soon.

The property manager's cold sweat rolled down his forehead in big drops, and his lips trembled violently: "Then, who took your flower pot in?"

From this tone, there should be no one living next door.

"No matter who it is, I have to take out the flower pot first." Lu Ting held the manager's crumbling body with his hand, and his voice was reassuringly calm, "Please take me to get it."

The manager was held by the seemingly thin but powerful hand, and the heart hanging in his throat fell back into his chest.Glancing at the other party's calm face, the manager couldn't help but spurn that he was too timid, he might as well be young.

The key was the unified key given by the developer when the house was handed over. The manager led Lu Ting into the elevator and said in a low voice: "The house has not been sold, and everyone dislikes it as a waistline layer. Feng Shui."

He sneered: "I don't think you live well, let alone the landlord, who collects a lot of rent from you every month. Not only is Feng Shui unaffected, but it also attracts money."

While talking, the floor arrived.

The property manager took the key to open the door, and a burst of coolness made him shiver.The room is the most primitive decoration, and the air-conditioning is threatening, but just standing for a few seconds, goose bumps all over the body.

"I'll go in by myself." Lu Ting saw the manager's fear and said proactively.

The manager nodded hurriedly: "I'll wait for you at the door."

The process of getting the flowerpot went very smoothly. Lu Ting came out with the flowerpot in both hands, and the manager hurriedly closed the anti-theft door.He has an unprecedented fear of this floor, and even Lu Ting has a bit of a monster in his eyes.

Before the young man could thank him, the manager jumped into the elevator without looking back.

When he got home, Lu Ting put the flowerpot on his bedside, and murmured, "You ran away by yourself, didn't you? Why did you run to the next door? The manager was frightened."

The pots are as quiet as ever.

"You can run away by yourself, so can we discuss it and cancel our engagement?"

Lu Ting's fingers lightly touched the two lovely small leaves, which felt soft and tender, which was completely different from the rattan that climbed onto the bed last night.I don't doubt whether the attack last night had nothing to do with the little flower pot at all.

Qu Zhi lightly tapped on the flower pot, and said: "You just stay here, I still have important things to do today."

From last night to this morning, it was so calm, like the calm before the storm.Facing the crisis that may arise at any time, Lu Ting was nervous, but he couldn't let go of what he should do. He went to the stall downstairs to have breakfast as usual.

There were two girls who entered the breakfast shop with Lu Ting. They were in their twenties and wore work uniforms. After putting down their bags, they went to make noodle soup for themselves, and then sat down at the table next to Lu Ting.

"It's just that someone jumped off a building in this neighborhood, and it turned out to be fake?"

"I saw it on Weibo. Didn't it mean that the police came again yesterday? It still seems to be fruitless."

"It must be that the person who called the police provided new clues. He cheated once and then cheated a second time. There is something wrong with his mind."

"I saw netizens said..." The little girl was probably afraid that it would be bad to say unfounded news, so she lowered her voice, "Some netizens exposed the driver, saying that it was the driver of a rich young master, and there was a guard behind him. Then, I hired a lawyer."

Lu Ting's movements of eating noodles slowed down, and he joined their chat with a smile: "Are you talking about what happened last night?"

"Do you live nearby too?" The short-haired girl with her back to Lu Ting turned her head, her eyes were amazed.

"I live in Henghua Community." Lu Ting pointed to the gate of the community diagonally opposite, "I thought the incident of the night before yesterday had subsided."

"No way." Another girl curled her lips and said, "The marketing accounts of those good things got the news somewhere, and posted on Weibo that the police were tricked again the next day. The heat was about to drop, and they were tricked again. Woke up."

Because of the bad impact of the incident, the driver was thoroughly picked up by angry netizens last night.Some people exposed his occupation and employer, and some people said that he had hit and run before and refused to pay compensation.

"This kind of person is born bad."

"Could it be instigated by someone?" The short-haired girl said, "It's impossible for someone who can distinguish right from wrong to protect him. Then some company actually sent its own lawyer, saying that it was going to review and suspend the detention."

"It's really rich and powerful and you can do whatever you want."

Listening to the two talking to each other, Lu Ting turned on the phone, startled by the disgusting abuse.Netizens became infuriated because of the involvement of the Lu family's lawyers. Everyone cursed the driver and asked him to pay back the public losses he caused.

[You can't let this kind of person out!That company surnamed Lu is not a good thing either. It will collapse sooner or later if it helps the evildoers! 】

[The police uncle must have thought that life was at stake, so he went there for the second time, who would have thought it was a lie again!It's so irritating! 】

[Driver's name: xx; phone number: xxxx; home address: xxxxx]

[This kind of person deserves to be bullied by the Internet, it is best to expose the company that helped him. 】

[Think about the policemen rushing to the front line, and look at this idiot, he should have died on the spot]

[Agreed, if you die without repentance, you still want to go out, what is this kind of person doing alive]

It became more and more violent on the Internet, and it not only affected the image of the Lu family company, but those who were interested began to take the opportunity to splash dirty water, and released some news that was both true and false, saying that the driver was indeed the young master of the Lu family.

Because he didn't know the relationship between the two, he only said that Young Master Lu had a bad personality and deliberately ordered the driver to report to the false police. It was a good joke. The Lu family sent the lawyer to save his son.

What kind of father would allow his son to do evil and offer protection afterward.A company led by such a person is really a good company, and cooperation with such a person can really win-win?

Such remarks and speculations filled the Lu family with resentment towards Lu Xiao.

Lu Xiao's hand holding the phone was shaking, purely out of anger.

A few minutes ago, my father, who was discussing cooperation with someone overseas, called him and scolded him, saying that he is a worthless piece of trash, and let it go if he didn’t get things done. .

Lu Xiao stubbornly argued for himself, but was scolded by his father again.

Things were planned well. Lu Ting fell from the building, and the police came to the scene to prove his death. He took it as a matter of course and became the next owner of the ancestral house.Even if the key falls into the hands of the father, sooner or later it will be passed to him.How could something so favorable have developed to this point.

Everything is against him, threatening his driver, and angry netizens. In comparison, these two are really nothing. What disgusts him the most is Lu Ting, that damned bastard!

Lu Xiao felt that his emotions and heart were changing, but he couldn't control it. The anger and resentment in his chest were eager to find an outlet to vent.