CHAPTER 41: CHAPTER 41: DOMESTIC SECTION

Picked up my daughter and came home, it was already past ten o’clock at night.

The little girl’s biological clock is quite regular; every day at this time, she immediately gets sleepy. She doesn’t need anyone to coax her and just goes to sleep on her own.

Qi Yun gently took two bottles of beer from the fridge, sat down by the balcony, looked at the bright lights outside the window, and his gaze gradually became vacant.

During this period, his life underwent earth-shaking changes; not only has most of his debt been paid off, but he also found a place to settle.

What made him feel happiest was that his daughter finally returned to him. This feeling of regaining what was lost made him treasure it dearly.

The cool beer went down his throat and into his stomach. Qi Yun’s emotions were about to rise as he prepared to reminisce about the past.

Then suddenly, there came a loud "thump, thump, thump" sound of footsteps from upstairs, as if someone was deliberately stomping on the floor, and judging by the sound, there seemed to be quite a few people.

Wave after wave, it was extremely annoying.

Qi Yun frowned; it was the same last night, disturbing until after midnight before it quieted down.

At the time, he thought it was too late to bother them, but he didn’t expect it to be the same tonight; he couldn’t bear it any longer.

He instantly put on his coat and strode upstairs.

Arriving at the door of 401, even in the hallway, he could faintly hear the noise inside.

Qi Yun suppressed his anger and raised his hand to ring the doorbell.

After a while, the door slowly opened, revealing a big, burly man. Surprisingly, in the middle of winter, he was wearing a tank top, exposing large muscles.

"What’s the matter!?" He sized up Qi Yun outside the door, his eyes full of impatience.

Seeing the hostile attitude from the other party, Qi Yun’s face darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "I’m a resident downstairs in 301. Keep it down at night and stop jumping around in the house; it’s affecting my rest."

The muscular man let out a disdainful smile, "I’m doing whatever I want in my own home, what business of yours is it? Mind your own business and stop interfering!"

Before he finished speaking, laughter from two men inside came through.

Qi Yun turned slightly and saw a lot of empty beer bottles scattered at the entrance, with two similarly muscular men nearby.

One was lying on the ground doing sit-ups, while the other was sitting on his feet, holding his waist.

The intimate posture made Qi Yun feel disgusted.

He looked back at the muscular man at the door and said coldly, "I don’t care what you do, but don’t disturb me."

Surprised by Qi Yun’s sudden tough attitude, the muscular man quickly showed disdain again.

"Oh, coming on strong? I’m disturbing you, what can you do about it?"

Seeing the other party’s shameless attitude, Qi Yun was too lazy to say more. Talking with such people is the most meaningless.

A toad squatting on the foot, not biting but irritating.

The smartest approach is to retaliate in kind!

Qi Yun gave him a cold glance, said nothing more, and turned to head downstairs.

Back at home, he picked up the phone on the couch and began searching online for a device to shake the floor. Since reasoning couldn’t work with them, he could only use some special means to let them experience being harassed by noise.

He immediately chose a floor shaker with high sales and ordered it; the logistics showed same-city delivery, and it’d arrive the next morning.

After doing all this, he turned on the TV and watched variety shows leisurely until the news updated at midnight.

[Today’s News (Red): The family camera in Vanke Mansion, Building 2, 401, has been hacked. Some inappropriate videos have been uploaded to ***.com, domestic section.]

Looking at the news on the screen, Qi Yun suddenly widened his eyes.

"Did I really guess it right?"

Thinking about having just touched the door of 401, he forced down his nausea, quickly got up, and washed his hands several times in the bathroom with soap.

...

The next day, Qi Yun woke up very early, as if after turning thirty, his sleep quality deteriorated, and even his drowsiness lessened.

After getting up and washing, he cooked a bowl of fermented rice and small dumplings for his daughter, and only then pulled her out of bed.

"Dad, when are we going to Peng Sixin’s house?" The little girl asked while rubbing her eyes and pouting.

For some reason, kids seem to particularly like playing at other people’s houses.

Qi Yun dressed her in the new clothes bought by Wei Yong’s wife and answered with a smile, "Once you finish your meal, Dad will style your hair nicely, and then we’ll head out!"

Upon hearing this, the little girl got excited, stood on the little stool in the bathroom to brush her teeth, and then obediently sat at the dining table, starting to eat the fermented rice and small dumplings.

Qi Yun stood behind her, clumsily styling her hair, and then followed a tutorial video to braid a relatively neat little braid for her.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Upon opening the door, it turned out the floor-shaking device ordered last night had arrived.

He eagerly brought it inside, quickly assembled it, then connected it via Bluetooth to try it out.

As soon as it started, the strong vibrating sensation and accompanying dynamic sound effects made the entire ceiling start shaking.

Qi Yun nodded in satisfaction, quite ideal effect, but to avoid disturbing other residents, he turned down the volume a bit.

Then he dressed his daughter warmly, took her little hand, and went out.

The time that followed was for those three louts to enjoy thoroughly.

...

Peng’s house was particularly lively today; three kids were giggling and playing in the living room, and his wife was busy in the kitchen preparing food.

Qi Yun didn’t bring any expensive gifts, just some fruits that women and children love to eat.

Peng enthusiastically welcomed him in, jokingly said, "The fridge can’t fit any more fruits, and still you bought such a big bag."

Qi Yun smiled, crouched down, and took off Nuannuan’s coat.

Then, he took out three red envelopes, each with only two hundred yuan, prepared in advance for Peng’s three children.

Peng’s three children are all girls; the eldest is eight years old, the middle one is almost five, and the youngest is under half a year old and still sitting in a baby stroller.

The couple has always wanted a son but has never succeeded.

"Thank you, Uncle Qi!" The two kids, with sweet voices, thanked him and gleefully pulled Nuannuan to play with them.

Peng’s wife came out from the kitchen, saw this scene, and jokingly scolded, "Even without gifts, just come alone, you’ll spoil them all."

"Haha, their mouths are so sweet, as their uncle I have to show my appreciation," Qi Yun said with a smile.

"Come sit, have some tea first." Peng invited Qi Yun to sit on the sofa and poured him a cup of hot tea, "Old Feng should be here soon as well."

Right after he spoke, the door was knocked again, and Old Feng came in carrying a box of cherries, smiling broadly...