The town has a beautiful environment; there is hardly any litter on the ground, and every household is filled with flowers, making it a picturesque place.

The residents here are very friendly; even strangers greet each other warmly when they meet.

In the afternoon, the doorbell suddenly rang.

The bodyguard quickly reported that they were neighbors, their identities had been verified, and there was nothing suspicious.

Zhan Jingting bought a detached villa with a large garden. The nearest neighbor was several hundred meters away.

Qiao Wanwan had her bodyguard invite them in. They were an elderly couple with gray hair, but they looked quite healthy.

Qiao Wanwan warmly received them.

The neighbor, speaking fluent French, told Qiao Wanwan that today was their 60th wedding anniversary and that they had specially made cookies to share with the people in town.

Qiao Wanwan thanked her and offered her blessings.

The two elderly people were busy going to their next place and left quickly, inviting Qiao Wanwan to their party that evening.

Qiao Wanwan got up to see him off, taking the cookies upstairs.

"Jingting, look, these are cookies made by our neighbor, the old grandpa and grandma. They've been married for sixty years. Let's try some and share in their joy."

Zhan Jingting said warily, "Don't eat anything given to you by strangers."

"I've already checked it, there's no problem, otherwise I wouldn't dare give it to you to eat." Qiao Wanwan tasted a piece, "It tastes pretty good."

Zhan Jingting has never liked sweets, so he continued to stare at the computer.

Qiao Wanwan glanced at his computer screen, her brows immediately furrowing...