You get married, I hijack the marriage

Chapter 2196 You Will Always Be in My Heart (35)

"No." Is this man blind? Why would he live in a place like this?

The locksmith glanced at the flowers in his hand and asked, "Are you here to look for someone?"

Ji Shaoheng was a little impatient. He nodded and said "hmm", with a look of impatience between his brows.

The locksmith said politely: "Then you should knock on the door."

His brows wrinkled into wrinkles, and his voice suddenly turned cold: "Just drive when I told you to, why are you wasting your time!"

The locksmith was frightened by him and shivered, and the tools in his hands fell to the ground with a bang.

Fortunately, Ji Shaoheng retracted his foot quickly, otherwise it would have hit his foot.

After picking up the tools, the locksmith quickly said, "Sir, it's not that I don't want to open it, but you don't live here. If I pry open someone else's door casually, I will go to jail."

Ji Shaoheng's handsome face had a hint of sneer, and his tone was low and arrogant: "Don't worry, the thing you are afraid of will not happen."

The locksmith asked hesitantly, "Can I ask who lives in there?"

Although Ji Shaoheng was very impatient, he still replied: "My wife."

The locksmith was even more puzzled. It was obvious that this man came from a distinguished family, and his wife shouldn't be living here.

Ji Shaoheng was a little annoyed: "If you don't want to open it, get out!"

The locksmith was a little hesitant. He thought that this man might not be a thief. Maybe he and his wife were having a quarrel.

Thinking of this, he responded, "Open it, I'll open it now."

It only took him a few minutes to pry the door open: "Alright, sir."

"Wait a moment." Ji Shaoheng walked into the living room, put the flowers on the coffee table, then came out, took out his wallet from his pocket, casually took out a few hundred-yuan bills and handed them to him.

The locksmith saw that there were at least four or five of them and said, "Sir, we don't need so many. We only need twenty dollars." Ji Shaoheng took back three of them and gave him two hundred: "Here."

The locksmith looked at him, thought that rich people wouldn't care anyway, and reached out to take it.

He put the money in his pocket, picked up the tool bag, and asked honestly, "Do you want to reinstall the lock?"

If he hadn’t reminded him, Ji Shaoheng would have almost forgotten: “Pretend one.”

The locksmith put down his bag, took out the work lock, and then took a new lock and started tinkering with it.

Ji Shaoheng warned: "Keep your voice down, my wife is sleeping, don't wake her up."

The locksmith nodded, slowed down his movements, and thought to himself: What a good man.

Ji Shaoheng entered the kitchen, looked around, and saw that Tan Xi had left breakfast for Fang Yaqing. He then left the kitchen with satisfaction.

He walked over and turned the key to Fang Yaqing's door, only opening it a crack. Seeing that she was still sleeping soundly, he gently closed the door again.

With nothing to do, he turned on the TV, turned the volume down, and watched it boredly.

After about ten minutes, the locksmith called him, "Sir."

Ji Shaoheng frowned and glanced in the direction of Fang Yaqing's room.

The locksmith realized that his voice was too loud and quickly lowered his voice: "The lock has been changed."

Ji Shaoheng put down the remote control, stood up, walked up to him, and took a few bills from his wallet and gave them to him.

The locksmith was an honest man, and he waved his hand quickly: "No, no, the money I just gave you is enough."

It costs twenty to open a lock here, and only eighty to change one. Ji Shaoheng just gave him two hundred, and he made an extra hundred.

(End of this chapter)