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How lovely and fragrant the pretty sister is; I want to snuggle more, it's so cozy! (╯▽╰)

"Master Wei, could you please take care of it?" Chu Yuening playfully stroked the puppy again, her eyes curving slightly with a smile on her lips. "So adorable, let's call you Xiaojuan."

"Like it? Of course, no problem at all." Wei Yanlin crouched down and scooped Xiaojuan up in one arm.

Xiaojuan, realizing the situation, frantically wriggled its limbs. "Woof! Woof! Woof!"

Put me down, I only want the pretty sister, ahh ahh ahh!

Wei Yanlin patted its head. "Are you discriminating against me based on appearance?"

"Owww~"

Meanwhile,

In a certain building.

Kang Nancy had just finished work and had picked up quite a few groceries from the market. Holding her four-year-old son's chubby little hand, they stepped into the elevator.

She looked down at her son. "Little Cucumber, when we get home, you can watch cartoons first. Can you wait for Mommy to make you some spare rib soup?"

Little Cucumber held onto a red remote-controlled car, blinking his dark eyes as he nodded and shook his head. "I know, Mommy. Don't worry, Little Cucumber will behave and won't cause trouble."

"Well-behaved child." Kang Nancy praised him, patting his head, before pressing the elevator button.

"Wait a moment." A thin man with dark circles under his eyes walked in. Seeing Kang Nancy with Little Cucumber, a tired smile appeared on his face. "Has Sister Nancy finished work?

They were neighbors living upstairs and downstairs.

Kang Nancy recognized the thin man but didn't expect him to recognize her. She was about to reply with a smile when Little Cucumber beat her to it.

"Brother Andy, my mommy has been done with work for a long time."

"Oh, really? Brother Andy didn't know," the thin man said, reaching out to pinch Little Cucumber's plump cheeks.

To his surprise, the flesh slipped through his fingers.

Qing Qing, with her hands on her cheeks, pouted in anger. "Hmph! Pinching hurts so much, I won't play with Brother Andy anymore!"

"Alright, alright. I won't pinch anymore, okay?"

In the meantime, a plump man and an elderly gentleman entered.

The elevator doors were about to close again.

"Nancy... Nancy, wait! Wait for me."

Outside the elevator, a panting grandmother carrying a sack of vegetables hurried over. Kang Nanxi held down the button to keep the doors open, waiting for the old lady to enter before greeting her.

"Auntie Chun."

After Auntie Chun rushed into the elevator, she dared to catch her breath, leaning against the side. "I almost didn't make it."

Kang Nanxi helped pat Auntie Chun's back to help her catch her breath. "It's alright, if you miss this one, you can just take the next one!"

"But it's so hard to wait. Ever since autumn started, the elevators in Building A have been so slow. It's some kind of ghostly problem, taking over ten minutes for one ride up or down," Auntie Chun grumbled. "Last time, I had to stand outside in the cold wind for ages just waiting for the elevator."

As autumn set in, strange occurrences started multiplying in the neighborhood.

First, elderly residents in the building began falling ill or experiencing various accidents one after another.

The once bustling apartment complex was eerily empty within just three months.

The old man chimed in, "It's not just the elevators being unreliable; our water supply has been cut off for a week now. The property management is clueless, saying they can't fix the taps no matter how hard they try."

"The oddities these days are truly bizarre," the skinny man observed.

"Indeed, it's strange. Old Uncle Cong fell to his death on flat ground – how is that not weird?" The fatty shook his head in awe.

The elder sighed, "I think I should move out soon as well. My children and grandchildren have grown up. There's no reason for me to risk my life holding onto this apartment. It's time for me to enjoy my golden years."

"I don't know how much longer these old bones of mine can hold up. Who knows, I might end up like Uncle Cong, suddenly passing away from high blood pressure tomorrow."

The skinny man turned to Grandma Chun, "Grandma Chun, when do you plan on moving out?"

"Ai," Grandma Chun sighed. "There's no second apartment. Where else could I go? Wouldn't I still have to rent a place?"

"Buying is fine too. Isn't Shengshi Real Estate eager to acquire it? We can sell it to them," the fatty said just as he finished his sentence.

The skinny man immediately asked, "If you want to sell, why haven't you done so yet?"

The fatty chuckled, placing his hand on the skinny man's shoulder and patting his chest. "You don't understand, do you? I'm trying to drive up the price. I've heard that Shengshi Real Estate is determined to get their hands on Garden District. It would be foolish of me not to ask for a high price."

The skinny man then turned to look at Nancy. "What about you, Nancy?"

Without hesitation, Nancy shook her head. "This apartment is the most precious inheritance left by my father. I won't move out."

As she spoke, she recalled seeking advice from Chu Yuening.

"I consulted a master before, and she said there might be an issue with the feng shui here. Don't worry, everyone. Just hold on for a little longer, and the master will come to help us."

The skinny man held back for a while before he spoke up. "To be honest, I can't live here anymore. You guys wouldn't believe this, but someone knocked on my door in the middle of the night last night."

"So what if someone knocked? What's strange about that?"

"The strange thing is... all the other residents on my floor have already moved out. When I opened the door, nobody was there. But after I closed the door, the knocking started again."

Upon the completion of the skinny man's words, the elevator fell into a profound silence.

They had opened the door to find no one, and now, after closing it, someone was knocking again.

So... was the knocker a human or a ghost?

An eerie silence enveloped the atmosphere.

The plump man lowered his hand, shrugged, and forced a smile. "It must be that you're seeing things, Andy."

Everyone tried to lighten the mood by changing the subject.

Suddenly,

The elevator jolted mid-ascent, and the lights flickered frantically.

The old man, on high alert, crouched down and fixed his gaze on the elevator ceiling.

Another violent jolt shook the elevator.

Only then did the old man panic and cry out, "The elevator's malfunctioning!"

Ken Nancy instinctively hugged the child tightly, and the person nearest to the buttons hurriedly pressed them all, illuminating every floor.