Xiao Q lived in Room 904.

Ke Bei lived in Room 601, and next door in Room 602 lived Li Mengmeng, the dance streamer.

As Ke Bei unlocked his door with his key, faint sounds of intimate activity between a man and woman could be heard from next door.

Ke Bei wasn't surprised by this - after all, these streamers all had their sugar daddies or wealthy female sponsors.

It would be strange if they didn't.

He pushed open the door and entered his apartment.

Next door in Room 602.

A man and woman lay resting in bed after their intimate activities.

"Honey, you're getting better and better..."

The woman was dance streamer Li Mengmeng. Though already thirty years old, her face looked like that of a girl barely twenty, arousing strong desires in others.

She was now coquettishly sweet-talking the middle-aged man beside her - a potbellied man in his forties or fifties who could easily be old enough to be her father.

The middle-aged man was thoroughly enjoying Li Mengmeng's flirtations and happily pulled her delicate body closer: "Baby, the night is still young! I'll show you something even more impressive!"

Li Mengmeng's eyes sparkled: "Really?"

As the man was about to respond, his phone on the nightstand suddenly rang.

He picked it up and immediately frowned deeply.

"Who is it?" Li Mengmeng pouted.

"Tch, just my nagging wife!" the man said impatiently.

"Oh, her? Why's she calling so late?"

"No idea. I'm hanging up."

After rejecting several calls from his wife, she finally stopped calling and sent a text instead:

"If you don't come home and answer my calls tonight, I'll burn the house down."

Reading this, the man froze momentarily before hurriedly putting on his clothes.

"What's wrong? Going back to your wife?" Li Mengmeng said unhappily.

After kissing Li Mengmeng's snow-white cheek, the man said: "I have to go back. That crazy woman really would burn the house down. After twenty years of marriage, I know she means what she says. We live in a residential complex - if she actually does it, I'll be ruined for life."

"Fine, go back then. As long as your heart stays with me."

"Of course, baby."

Soon the middle-aged man left her apartment.

Once alone, Li Mengmeng stretched her curvaceous body on the bed, her previously seductive expression turning ice cold.

"Disgusting middle-aged creep. Can't even last two minutes without pills. If it wasn't for the money, I'd never sleep with someone like that."

She stretched luxuriously on the bed.

Then staring at the white ceiling, she murmured: "Do I really get 10,000 yuan per day for living here?"

Li Mengmeng was a small-time streamer whose income relied entirely on online gifts and sugar daddies like the man who just left - a factory owner.

Did she have any feelings for him?

Absolutely none. To her he was just an ATM, a business transaction, and she was certain he felt the same.

This lifestyle had been quite enjoyable.

But then, to show off in front of her girlfriends, she'd overspent during an overseas trip, maxing out her credit cards.

Otherwise she never would have signed that agreement to live here.

As for why they were paying 10,000 yuan per day to live here...

Whether there was something fishy or dangerous about it...

She didn't care. She just wanted the money.

"Ugh, so tired. Time to sleep."

Though the middle-aged man wasn't very capable due to his age, after taking pills he could still perform vigorously.

Which was why she now felt exhausted and sleepy.

...

"I'm coming home right now, don't burn the house down! If you do, even selling myself as a gigolo couldn't cover the losses!"

Having just reached the first floor by elevator,

the middle-aged man immediately texted his wife, who quickly replied giving him one hour to return.

If he wasn't back by then, she'd burn the house down and ruin them both.

"What kind of shrew did I marry? If only I could divorce her."

Cursing, he put away his phone, only to take it out again because the first floor was inexplicably pitch black with no lights at all.

He stomped several times, but the motion-activated lights didn't turn on.

"And this is supposed to be a luxury apartment? 50,000 yuan per square meter? I don't get why people are moving in. A normal complex would be better."

Using his phone's flashlight, he complained while making his way forward.

Finally, the sound of his leather shoes tapping the floor...

brought him close to the glass automatic doors.

Suddenly, his phone light illuminated something -

a figure standing motionless in front of the doors.

"Hey, move aside."

The man said, but the figure didn't budge.

Growing impatient, the man rudely shone his phone light directly at the figure's face.

What he saw nearly scared the soul out of his body.

The figure - apparently male - wore a hideous, terrifying mask

straight out of a horror movie.

"Fucking hell! What kind of psycho stands around scaring people in the dark like this?!"

The man considered himself lucky not to have heart problems, otherwise this shock might have killed him or at least sent him to the hospital.

Though relieved he hadn't been scared to death, he was still furious -

this could have given someone a heart attack!

"Shitty apartment! Not only are the motion lights broken, but there's some asshole deliberately scaring people!"

After cursing, he moved to go around the figure through the automatic doors.

Just then...

he heard a whooshing sound.

Shining his phone toward the noise, he saw a sharp axe swinging down from above.

...

"What the hell? Who calls people in the middle of the night? So annoying!"

A sleeping Li Mengmeng was awakened by her ringing phone.

Bleary-eyed, she reluctantly grabbed her charging phone from the nightstand.

Without even looking at the caller ID, she answered to hear a woman's abusive voice:

"You homewrecker, where's my husband?"

Being called in the middle of the night and immediately insulted

woke Li Mengmeng up instantly.

"Who is this?" she demanded.

The voice replied: "Don't recognize my voice? My damn husband just slept with you."

Li Mengmeng realized it was the middle-aged man's wife.

She said: "Why are you calling me?"

"Hmph, put that bastard on the phone."

"Put him on? He left long ago after your text about burning the house down."

"Hmph, I know he's there with you! He never came home! Stop lying!"

"What? He didn't go back? Are you joking? He left ages ago - he's not here!"

"I don't believe you! He must be there! Fine, so he's really rebelling now, daring to lie to me? Looks like he really wants his house burned down!"