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Two days later.
It was just past ten in the evening, and I was getting ready for bed.
I heard some noise outside the door.
It sounded like the delivery guy's voice.
"Hello, XX Delivery!"
Then I heard Wang Jie opening the door.
"That's mine, that's mine."
The opportunity had arrived!
I quietly opened the door a crack.
I saw Wang Jie just take a bag with the barbecue restaurant's logo on it.
She was about to turn back inside.
I suddenly dashed out.
In a flash, I snatched the delivery bag from her hands!
"Thank you!"
I mimicked her earlier tone.
Wang Jie was instantly frozen in shock.
She probably didn't expect me to pull a stunt like this.
By the time she reacted, I had already dashed back into the room and locked the door.
"Lin Xi! You better give me back my takeout!"
She pounded on the door furiously from the outside.
I opened the takeout bag.
Wow, skewers, chicken wings, and crayfish—quite a feast.
What a shame, though; it was about to undergo a little "transformation."
I picked up a skewer of grilled leeks.
Pretending to enjoy it, I made exaggerated smacking sounds.
"Mmm~ This tastes really good! Thanks, girl!"
"Dammit! Spit it out!"
"You see, I didn't eat any of it."
I handed the takeout bag to Wang Jie.
She took it with suspicion and checked it.
There were indeed no signs of it being touched.
But she still wasn't satisfied.
"Then why did you take my stuff earlier?"
"I was just making sure you didn't get it wrong again," I replied sincerely.
"Besides, didn't you order takeout using my name to bother me before?"
The landlord aunt overheard and understood the situation, starting to scold Wang Jie.
Realizing she was in the wrong, Wang Jie kept silent.
Once the landlord aunt left, I said softly before closing the door, "By the way, when I picked up the takeout just now, I accidentally sneezed several times into the bag."
"I wonder if it got on the food..."
"You...!"
Wang Jie's face instantly turned green.
I slammed the door shut.
Let her stew in her own disgust.
After the incident with the takeout, she quieted down for about a week.
She didn't pull any more tricks.
I thought she had finally been subdued.
But it turned out I was too naive.
This girl just switched to a sneakier approach.
She started stealing little things.
At first, I didn't pay much attention.
I just feel like the tissues I bought are used up way too quickly.
The snacks, like the chips in the living room, mysteriously end up empty.
The rate at which my shampoo and body wash are consumed is also clearly abnormal.
Until one morning, I discovered that a pair of limited edition sneakers I had placed on the shoe rack had its laces replaced with a dirty, old pair.
What???
Can you really steal something like this?
And what’s the point of stealing shoelaces?
For a collection?
Or is there some special kink involved?
The thought sends chills down my spine.
I forced myself to suppress the disgust and threw away those filthy shoelaces.
In my mind, I cursed Wang Jie a thousand times.
Stealing, huh?
Fine, then I'll let you steal something big.
I pretended to leave the house, but instead hid in my room, using a miniature camera I had bought earlier (legitimately purchased, solely for the protection of personal property, no joke) to keep an eye on the living room.
Before long, Wang Jie sneaked out of her room.
She immediately spotted the "earphone case" on the table.
First, she glanced around to make sure no one was watching.
Then her eyes lit up, as if she were Columbus discovering a new world, and she moved closer.
She picked up the box and weighed it in her hand, glancing at the receipt.
A greedy and gleeful expression spread across her face.
After a few seconds of hesitation, she snatched the box and quickly slipped back into her room.
The camera recorded everything clearly.
As I watched the playback, I nearly burst out laughing like a pig.
Sister, I hope you enjoy this surprise when you "unbox" it.
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