At 8:06 in the morning, Zhang Fan put on a brand new black casual suit, wrapped the pink scarf Feng Hui gave him around his neck, and left the wealthy palace with his hands in his pockets.
At this time, he was wearing a black mask, covering half of his face.
Because last night, he cursed Gao Daqiang while drunk, causing two of his front teeth to be knocked out. In order to prevent his words from being leaked and others seeing his miserable appearance, he chose to cover his face with a mask.
After a strong wind, Zhang Fan used the supernatural power of the vicious dog Xiaoba to teleport to the distant Dafu City and Dongkang County.
At this moment, Zhang Fan was standing outside Nanjunling Community.
"Mulan? I didn't expect that she would still be alive after such a long time." Zhang Fan murmured to himself, with a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes, and walked slowly into the community.
"Unit 3, Building 6...503..."
According to the information revealed in the black leather manual, Zhang Fan strode towards Unit 3 of Building 6.
Since today is Saturday, there are many owners walking and playing in Nanjunling Community.
Some of them were walking their dogs, while others were playing with their children in the center of the community square.
Even in the sunny area, there are a group of elderly people playing chess with each other.
Nanjunling Community is a newly built community in recent years. Because it is located in a prime location, there are many owners moving in. Almost every building is almost full.
Zhang Fan followed the guidance of the building sign and soon arrived near Unit 3 of Building 6 that he was looking for.
It's just that the unit door is locked. He is not the owner of the community. He doesn't have an access card and can't get in at all.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Fan came up with an idea. He turned to the trash can, picked up a plastic bag from it, put some garbage in it, and pressed the call button for housing No. 503 above the unit door.
The call bell rang for less than a few seconds before a lazy female voice came from the speaker.
"Is this the takeout you ordered? Your takeout has arrived, please open the unit door." Zhang Fan said with a smile.
His face at this time was covered by a black mask, and the other party could not see his appearance clearly through the camera in front of the unit door.
"Takeaway? I didn't order it?" the woman asked in surprise.
"That's right. "Well... OK, you can come in first."
The woman thought for a moment and opened the unit door for Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan walked into it smoothly.
Each building in Nanjunling Community is 26 stories high.
Fortunately, Mulan's house is located in 503 on the fifth floor. Even if you don't take the elevator, you can get there quickly by taking the stairs.
In two minutes, Zhang Fan finally arrived at Room 503 after taking the stairs.
Knocking lightly on the door, Zhang Fan shouted softly: "Please sign for the takeaway."
After shouting these words, it didn't take long for the door to be opened, followed by a fat woman with messy hair and wearing a Winnie the Pooh sweater. She pushed the door open and walked out. The delivery boy was wearing black clothes and didn't even have a helmet, and he couldn't help but look confused.
It seemed that this was the first time she had seen a delivery boy like Zhang Fan.
He's dressed quite handsomely, but why doesn't he look like a delivery boy?
"Did you make a mistake?" The fat woman's skin was dull in color, without any brightness, as if she had not paid attention to skin care for a long time.
"Excuse me, are you Mulan?"
Zhang Fan looked at the fat woman in front of him, his pupils suddenly shrank a few times, and he looked very shocked.
Is this person really Mulan?
Why is it completely different from the Mulan she first met?
Although Mulan didn't look very good-looking at that time, she definitely didn't look like the fat woman she does now.
It can be said that now she is a proper old house girl.
When she opened the door just now, Zhang Fan also smelled a pungent smell.
The smell of garbage wafted out of the room. Fortunately, the mask covered the mouth and nose, so the pungent smell was not so overwhelming.
"Yes, I'm Mulan? Excuse me...can I see the takeaway you delivered?" Mulan scratched her hair, which was as messy as a chicken coop, and buttoned her nostrils again, her eyes falling on Zhang Fan's hand. "Takeaway" above.
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. It's not even nine in the morning, and she hasn't started ordering takeout yet. How can there be takeout delivered to her door?
It's so weird.
She stayed up all night watching a romantic drama last night and barely slept. She was just about to lie down and rest in the morning when her home pager rang.
"sure."
Zhang Fan smiled and nodded, then handed the "takeaway" in his hand to Mulan.
But while handing it over, while Mulan was unpacking it, he rushed into the room without saying a word.
Moreover, the pungent and rich stench was so strong at this moment that it almost made him sick even with the mask on.
When he raised his head and looked around, his expression suddenly became strange.
I saw that the huge living room was filled with messy garbage.
These so-called garbage are basically takeaway packaging.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan grumbled and swallowed.
Is this really the Mulan he met back then?
Why did he become so sloppy after not seeing her for more than a year?
He is simply not a person.
Although Mulan was not that good in the past, at least it was much cleaner than it is now.
"ah--"
While Zhang Fan was looking around the house, suddenly, Mulan outside the door screamed, and the "takeaway" in her hand fell to the ground.
"This isn't takeout at all, why is it filled with garbage?"
Mulan turned around and shouted angrily, but when she saw Zhang Fan who had broken into her house, her face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and she cursed: "Who the hell are you?"
"What on earth do you want to do at my house?!"
"Are you the thief that that damn scumbag is looking for? Are you here to bewitch me on purpose?"
"You damn scumbag, you broke up with me and you still come to torture me, ahhhh - I must kill you."
Mulan was like a mad lioness, charging towards Zhang Fan with all her teeth and claws.
Seeing this, Zhang Fan frowned slightly, not understanding what Mulan meant by the so-called scumbag.
"Calm down, I'm not that scumbag, nor did he come to torture you." Zhang Fan took a few steps back and explained in a cold voice.
"I don't care, you must be the one sent by that scumbag. What else do you want me to do? You've defrauded me of all my money, and now I'm like this, why are you still refusing to let me go?" Mulan didn't choose to believe Zhang Fan's words. She had completely identified him as a scumbag in her heart.
"Hey, you'll understand who I am."
Knowing that he couldn't explain clearly, Zhang Fan took off the black mask on his face with his backhand, revealing his true appearance.
When she saw Zhang Fan's appearance, Mulan, who had been lunging at him with all her teeth and claws, was immediately dumbfounded, and even her lunging movements were abruptly interrupted.
"you......"
"why you?!"
"Why is that you?"
"How is this possible?! This is absolutely impossible. Are you a human or a ghost?!"
Mulan's breathing became extremely rapid, and dense cold sweat broke out on her forehead. Her words were somewhat incoherent, as if she felt deeply unbelievable at Zhang Fan's appearance, as if she was dreaming.
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