Behind the cat's eye, a pair of dark eyes were staring intently at Yuan Qingli, as if scrutinizing her. Her eyes looked upwards, and her thick eyebrows furrowed.
Through the peephole lens, the owner of the thick-browed woman saw the woman in the pink coat tug at her green hat with some displeasure.
Then, he shouted loudly, "Mr. Zhuang, your takeout has arrived! Please open the door and sign for it!"
The loud noise slightly stunned the owner of the thick-browed house, whose ear was pressed against the door.
He was secretly alarmed. This delivery rider was not only ugly, but also had a terrible temper.
“Mr. Zhuang, I know you’re home. Don’t hide behind the door and stay silent. If you don’t open the door, I’ll kick it down! I won’t be responsible for fixing it if it breaks!”
A strong sense of threat wafted in through the crack in the door.
Mr. Zhuang thought angrily, "I must give it a one-star review later."
With no other option, Mr. Zhuang had to open the door as the rider outside threatened to break in.
It was just a crack.
Hearing the creaking and clanging sounds, Yuan Qingli said through the crack in the door, "Make it bigger!"
The door widened its opening by one crack.
"Make it bigger!"
The door widened again, just enough for Yuan Qingli to put her hand inside.
Yuan Qingli quickly grabbed the door and pulled hard, opening the door wide and revealing the entire space inside.
The small hall was clean and tidy, with soft, warm light illuminating the floor.
The moment Mr. Zhuang, who was standing in front of her, opened the door, he quickly raised his hand to cover his face, as if he had social anxiety, and his fair earlobes immediately turned red.
The hand that was being used to cover up the mess in the panic didn't actually block much out of the way.
He had a gentle face, thick eyebrows, and large eyes; his deep brown eyes held a tender and lovely quality.
He has thick, curly black hair and a calm, shy demeanor. He has a well-proportioned figure and seems quite disciplined.
"I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to not open the door, I just..."
He bent down to apologize.
He speaks and acts very politely, but there is always a slight, subtle sense of social anxiety about him.
Yuan Qingli judged that he was probably a quiet, shy, handsome guy who liked to daydream alone in a corner.
Yuan Qingli smiled and said, "Hello Mr. Zhuang, please sign for the fruit delivery that Miss Lin bought for you."
Mr. Zhuang silently reached out and accepted it, saying, "Thank you."
As the countdown was about to end, Yuan Qingli finally marked the delivery as complete.
She breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up her phone and smiled, "Would you mind if I took a picture of you with the fruit? It's my job."
"No...can we not take the picture?" Mr. Zhuang said, stepping back.
Yuan Qingli said with distress, "But this is my job, and I'll get docked pay if I don't finish it."
"Really? I've never heard of such a rule." The other person was skeptical.
"Yes, this is a newly introduced regulation that only applies to fresh fruits and vegetables and is still in the trial phase. It is to protect your rights as a customer."
Yuan Qingli opened her big, pear-blossom eyes, looking completely harmless: "Think about it, what if the fruit I delivered spoiled, and I wasn't there? Whose fault would that be?"
“Okay, that seems to make sense.” Mr. Zhuang tapped his chin with his finger, feeling that something was off, but it also seemed to make sense. “Then let’s take the picture.”
"Okay, give me a smile. Hey, a perfect smile."
After taking the photos, Yuan Qingli left immediately. He was quite satisfied with his photography skills.
"Beep beep beep beep".
"Hello, your order has been delivered."
"Great! Did you see that guy? What does he look like?" The woman on the other end of the phone sounded slightly shy.
"Very handsome."
"Oh, send it to me!" Even through the phone, I could feel the excitement on the other end.
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