Before she leaves home every morning, she observes all things in the room carefully and remembers their positions, especially the slippers at the door. She lives on the second floor. The balcony is equipped with a burglary-resisting window. If someone wants to break in, he or she must enter through the door and will step on or kick the slippers carelessly.

She remembers clearly that the slippers were not placed in this way when she went out.

“Zhu, did you come back for rest at noon?” What the old lady living across the hall asked comes to her mind!

It seems that the old lady heard or saw something this noon and thus thought she came back.

Before stealing, a thief is sure to collect information about the target. She is a single girl and has just begun to work. What can a thief steal from her room?

Zhu Ting puts the cellphone into her pocket and enters the house calmly.

It’s a simple one-bedroom house. In addition to a table and two chairs, there is only a fridge in the dining room. She hasn’t cooked in the kitchen, which is meaningless to her. The living room is less than 30 square meters and is also used as the bedroom. An armchair is put there. The most eye-catching furniture is a 180-centimeter-wide bed. There is also a small desk. Except them, there is no more furniture.

She walks from the dining room to the bedroom, throws her bag on the armchair, takes off her coat, throws it on the bed and then opens the wardrobe. During the one or two minutes, she has reviewed the positions of all things in the house and doesn’t find anything unusual.

Nothing has been rummaged through, so it doesn’t seem to be a thief that broke in.

What’s the purpose of breaking in?

Zhu Ting looks around carefully and searches about. But she doesn’t find a camera or something like that as expected, so she feels stranger.

A dictograph?

Zhu Ting moves the mattress lightly and sure enough finds a small thing that doesn’t belong to her at the corner of the door crack. But she doesn’t touch it and replaces the mattress.

She doesn’t dare to call, so she walks to the balcony, draws back the curtains and then sends a massage to Fu Zhengzheng, telling her that there is a dictograph in her room and it might be equipped at noon.

After a few minutes, Fu Zhengzheng replies, “My colleague in the opposite building said nothing was found unusual in your house in the daytime, but he also said the colleague was occupied by something else during the shift change this noon, and he went out to buy food. Did someone break in during this period? Be cautious.”

Zhu Ting has guessed the reason.

Except Fu Wenhai, no other people come to her mind.

It proves that he still doesn’t believe her.

She smiles, takes the nightdress and enters the bathroom while singing to the dictograph.

Fu Zhengzheng has just come back from the dinner with Sun Qiubo and Tian Xin outside. Receiving no more messages from Zhu Ting, she knows Zhu Ting is clear about what to do, so she doesn’t send messages to her again.

Finding she is in a daze, Han Siqi walks over and asks, “Zhu Ting?”

Fu Zhengzheng nods, “Her house has been equipped with a dictograph.”

“Fu Wenhai?”

“Who would do that except him? It must be because he doesn’t trust Zhu Ting.”

“It’s normal.”

“In this case, my contact with Zhu Ting will become more inconvenient.”

Han Siqi smiles, “If you want to contact her, there are many ways. You don’t have to call her, or you don’t have to contact her directly.”

Fu Zhengzheng shakes her head, “Our cellphones have been processed with technologies. I think it’s safest to contact by calling. If the messages are intercepted, we will be exposed.”

She is more worried about contact through the Internet. If they can’t contact by cellphone, it will be difficult for her to get more information from Zhu Ting or tell Zhu Ting what to do. Moreover, because of Li Xiaomeng, they can’t contact frequently.

It is advisable to ask someone else to convey information between them.

Fu Zhengzheng tells that to Yang Tao. He says he will arrange for it.

“When you think about others’ business, you are considerate. Why do you always lose your head when it comes to your own business?”

“What?” Fu Zhengzheng has just put down the cellphone and is confused by Han Siqi’s question. She curls her lips, “When did I lose my head? I’m trying to be as considerate as possible, OK?”

“What if the two strangers you met today were bad guys?”

Then Fu Zhengzheng remembers what happened in the daytime. She grins, “They were not.”

“I mean what if they were.”

“I was on guard against them. but I can’t be fainthearted only because I’m afraid that people around me are bad, right? Besides, I had observed them carefully before I entered with them. Believe in my eyes. I won’t be wrong.”

Han Siqi pinches Fu Zhengzheng’s face, “How can I not be worried about your vigilance?”

Fu Zhengzheng puts her arms around his neck and smiles, “I often go to Li Yin’s shop. My colleagues and your men must be clear about the situation around. I believe among the people helping me chase the thief, there must be ones from both of you. Seeing me walk to the end of the lane with the two men, they must have asked someone to wait at the other end. If the two men really did something to me, they couldn’t walk out of the lane. Am I right?”

“So you felt secure because you knew you had strong backing?”

“Of course, whoever wants to approach me now aims at the trap map, so although I’m in a precarious situation, my life is secured, because I have the trap map as an amulet, don’t I?”

Han Siqi’s face darkens, “So you dared to fight with a gang of hooligans with knives?”

Fu Zhengzheng grins immediately, “Um, it’s accidental. By the way, Lu Song seemed to know I would fight with others. Why? He came fast.”

On second thought, she knows Lu Song must have been told by his men that she had entered the lane with two men alone, so he came quickly for it. Unexpectedly, he saved her in another occasion.

“Darling, you are my guardian angel.”

Han Siqi isn’t touched by what she says. He still straightens his face and says seriously, “Don’t act rashly again.”

“In fact, there are many kind people in the world.” Finding Han Siqi is about to glare at her, she straightens her body immediately, salutes and corrects herself, “Yes, Sir.”

Han Siqi pats her forehead lightly.

“Because of Lu Song, no one dares to make trouble for Li Yin again. Perhaps she could finish transferring the shop today and can go to the countryside tomorrow.” Fu Zhengzheng pats her forehead suddenly, “Oh, the fruit given by Li Yin is left in the trunk. I have to take it out. If it’s rotten, I will not live up to her kindness.”

“I’ll go with you.”

“No, thank you. Try to finish your work as soon as possible and then go to bed earlier.” Fu Zhengzheng stops Han Siqi, “If I can’t carry it, I will ask someone for help.”

“Come back quickly.”

“I know.”

Fu Zhengzheng puts on her coat. Before going out, she recalls Li Lin’s aunt said Li Yin was emotionally disturbed. She feels worried and meanwhile doesn’t believe it. She saw Li Yin behave all right. How could she say the scary words? It’s said the old people are poor at listening. Maybe Li Lin’s aunt made a mistake when listening outside the door. Li Yin might be watching movies in the room.

She walks downstairs slowly. It’s lighted but quiet. A slight sound comes from the kitchen. Fu Zhengzheng feels strange. It’s getting late. Why is someone still in the kitchen?

She walks to the kitchen softly and sticks out her head to look, only to see Chen Qiaolan cooking before the stove.

“Aunt Chen, what are you doing?”

“Ah! Oh, Zhengzheng, you scared me.” The scoop drops from Chen Qiaolan’s hand. She pats her chest at once.

Fu Zhengzheng gets the scoop from the porridge with a grin and apologizes, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to. Are you hungry?”

Chen Qiaolan gets over the scare, takes the scoop and smiles, “Not me. Tian is hungry, so I cook millet porridge for her.”

Chen Qiaolan has been working as a servant in Han family since she was young. Han family always takes her as a family member, so she is without scruple when calling the younger generations.

Fu Zhengzheng feels strange, “Why is she hungry now?”

“After eating dinner, she vomited it up.”

“Ah? Tian is sick?” Then Fu Zhengzheng realizes, “Does Tian…”

Chen Qiaolan nods with a smile and then says sympathetically, “She is just pregnant, but now she vomits so terribly. She will suffer a lot.”

“Bad girl. She hasn’t told me her pregnancy!”

“She didn’t know either. When she came back and chatted with madam, she vomited terribly, but she insisted that her gastropathy relapsed. She didn’t believe she was pregnant until madam called the doctor to examine her specially. But it’s the first time that she has been pregnant, so it’s normal that she knows nothing about it.”

Recollecting that she didn’t know she was pregnant until Fu Xing had been about four months old in her belly, Fu Zhengzheng can’t help laughing. Perhaps if it’s not because the fetus had taken shape, she might abort it due to the pressure from her parents. Then she might not meet Han Siqi again. In that case, Tian and Muxian would have no chance to meet and become a couple. It seems that everything is destined.

Finding Fu Zhengzheng is laughing, Chen Qiaolan asks smilingly, “Xingxing has been old enough. When are you going to bear a brother or sister for him?”

“Maybe in two years.” Afraid that Chen Qiaolan will ask more, Fu Zhengzheng changes the topic immediately, “Aunt Chen, I have to go to the parking lot to fetch something. I’ll take the soup to Tian and see her.”

“OK.”

Then Fu Zhengzheng goes out and calls a patrolling guard to go to the parking lot with her and carry the fruit back. Then she takes the millet porridge put into a thermos by Chen Qiaolan and goes to the residence of Ji Muxian and Tian Xin.

Actually, Han Tengyue and Ji Yashu have prepared a villa for each of the three sons in Splendid Oriental Castle of the first batch of Handa City. Ji Muxian and Han Siqi are supposed to move there with their wives after they are married, because the house where they are living now is not big enough. Besides, Ji Muxian has lived in the housekeeping department of the resort for several years, because he doesn’t want to be restrained too much by his parents.

However, because the coffer case hasn’t been solved, Ji Muxian and Han Siqi haven’t mentioned their weddings. Their parents are anxious, but seeing them harmonious and affectionate with their wives, they say nothing about it.

Fu Zhengzheng concentrates on considering how to make fun of Tian Xin, and she runs into someone carelessly when entering the building…