After calling the gate and corridor monitoring, the property manager looked at Qi Bai and apologized repeatedly:

"This is our negligence. I'm very sorry. We will definitely strengthen patrols and protection in the future. Mr. Qi, look..."

This matter was their negligence, but they did not cause any real loss to Qi Bai. The property office thought it was a trivial matter and offered to waive Qi Bai's property management fee for two months as compensation.

If it wasn't for Qi Bai's ugly face, the property management office wouldn't even take the initiative to mention the property management fee.

What Qi Bai cares about is not the compensation from the property office, he is wondering how Zhao Yuankai found out about his new residence this time.

It has not been three months since he moved.

Qi Bai did not speak with a sullen face.

Seeing this, the administrator thought he was dissatisfied with the compensation, and opened his mouth to persuade him again, but out of the corner of his eye saw the postcard on the side, and after seeing the content on it, he paused and asked:

"Or... Mr. Qi, do you know the man on the surveillance? If you want to call the police, we will fully cooperate."

After calling the police, he was respectfully sent out by the staff of the property management office, and the nausea and stickiness in Qi Bai's heart did not disappear at all.

It was as if a pair of invisible eyes were attached to him, monitoring his movements at all times, lingering.

Mr. Qi's expression was so irritable that he wanted to hit someone, and until he left, the staff didn't dare to ask him if he still wanted the postcard and Band-Aid.

In the end, the postcards with beautiful scenery and heartfelt words can only be thrown in the trash.

Regarding Zhao Yuankai's entanglement, it's not that Qi Bai never reported to the police, but the effect was minimal.

The police came and went quickly. Qi Bai didn't want to stay in this house now, so he shouted in the group, and casually took a coat from the sofa and went out.

In the clean and tidy restroom, Qi Bai could hear the footsteps, soft and soothing music and rushing water of the restaurant staff when they were serving dishes.

Qi Bai, who had been waiting for a long time, lightly kicked the closed toilet door with his foot:

"Are you still alive, do you need Dad to fish for you?"

The sound of vomiting in the compartment gradually stopped, and the sound of flushing water and the vague response of the people inside rang together. The next second, the partition opened from the inside, and Qi Bin came out from the inside with a screeching crawling, drunken eyes and shouting that he was not drunk.

However, his body was slanted and was about to be planted on Qi Bai, who was standing upright.

Qi Bai put away his mobile phone and frowned in disgust. Holding the back collar, he pushed the drunk man into the sink, and turned on the tap to flush out the drunk.

Qi Bin was screaming and screaming, attracting the attention of the people around him like the scene of the crime.

The man who just entered the bathroom saw Qi Bai's long black hair and his tall and thin figure at first glance. His hand that had touched the zipper of his trousers trembled, and he thought he was going wrong. Turning his head, he glanced at him lightly.

The man took a step.

"Fuck, it was a man."

His eyes stayed on Qi Bai's face for a short time, and the man murmured and walked into the compartment.

Qi Bin woke up most of the time, barely stood up straight, looked up at the perpetrator with a face full of water droplets, and said in a resentful tone:

"My son is rebellious and hurtsah!"

Before Qi Bin could finish howling, Qi Bai unceremoniously slapped him on the back of the head:

"It hurts your head, and they say don't drink it. You still hold the bottle and blow it. Why don't you vomit to death?"

Looking at Qi Bai's uncontrollable manic depression, Qi Bin's dizzy mind became slightly clearer:

"What's wrong with you, Xiaobai? Who made you unhappy?"

"A neuropathy."

After dropping this sentence, Qi Bai flung the water droplets on his hands and went out. Qi Bin held on to the sink to react for two seconds, and followed up with a rough sentence:

"Then the little brother is still pestering you?"

Pushing open the box door, Qi Baixian turned his face away from the soaring wine smell, and the wine bottles were on the table, and the cups and plates were messed up.

He was in a bad mood to set up a game, and all the students who came to him were close classmates in college.

As a result, there were five people even with him, one was just taken out of the toilet by him, the other was paralyzed on the box chair, and a mass was still huddled under the table.

Only one person was still standing.

As the only sober person in the box, Jiang Yi quickly waved after seeing Qi Bai:

"Bai, you came back just in time, come and help."

Together they helped the person who was lying on the ground in muddy water to a chair, Qi Bai looked at Jiang Yi who was panting from exhaustion beside him:

"Don't drink today?"

Jiang Yi sighed: "Drinking is a mistake, you know, I quit drinking."

"Mistake?" Qi Bai smiled narrowly: "I thought you were a gentle town who was addicted to your canary and couldn't extricate himself."

Jiang Yi, Qi Bai's college classmate and best friend, who went home after graduation to inherit the family business and become the president of the second generation of the rich and evil, Mr. Jiang was drunk on the night of graduation, and it was absurd overnight. bird.

President Jiang's canary is even taller than him, but he is still a man.

While joking, Qi Bin, who was behind, probed at the crack of the door and said, "I didn't go wrong this time." As soon as the person sat down, he hurriedly asked Qi Bai:

"You've already graduated, so the little brother surnamed Zhao hasn't given up yet?"

"Little brother?" Jiang Yi withdrew the playful smile on his face, frowned and asked, "That idiot Zhao Yuankai is here to pester you again?"

Qi Bai felt disgusted when he heard the name, and told them what happened today with a black face.

Qi Bin scolded "perverted" and looked at Qi Bai sympathetically:

"It's really hard for you to have such a fanatical suitor."

Jiang Yi also nodded: "If I had known today, you shouldn't have been his tutor at that time."

Zhao Yuankai caused a lot of trouble for Qi Bai directly or indirectly. Thinking of the last two years of Qi Bai University, Qi Bin patted him on the shoulder lovingly and sighed:

"How many people's marriages have you ruined in your last life, only in this life have you opened a rotten peach blossom like Zhao Yuankai."

Qi Bai said with a blank face, "I also want to know what crimes I have done in my past life."

The sober people present cast pity on Qi Bai when they heard the words, Jiang Yi said: