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"Miss Walker, I know weddings are happy occasions, but there's no need to invite so many relatives and friends to play poker and sing all night!
"The noise has been going on for days, and the other residents have complained. They say you were still singing in the living room at half past two in the morning, keeping the whole building awake.
"Other people's weddings usually stop by midnight, and then everyone goes home to rest. Why is it that your family has been making noise for so many days?
" Even though you bought the house, this is a shared space, and making too much noise at night can easily anger the neighbors. How will you maintain good relations with the neighbors in the future?
"We, the property management, are caught in the middle and it's difficult for us. We hope you can be a little more considerate. It's fine to play poker during the day, but please don't keep making noise late at night!"
Today was a day off, and I had planned to sleep in until noon.
But I was woken up early by a phone call from an unfamiliar number.
Listening to the scolding on the other end, I was utterly confused. "What—who are you? You've got the wrong number!"
The person on the other end then introduced herself, "Miss Laura Walker, you are the owner of Apartment No. 801 in Building 6 of Lily Gardens in Zeliafield, right?
" I'm from the property management here. When you handled the property transfer a few years ago, I added you on WhatsApp and invited you to join the property management group, but you said you didn't live there often, so you didn't join.
"Now that you're getting married, it's a happy occasion, but you should still pay attention to the public impact. I'm not criticizing you, just reminding you."
Her words only made my head spin even more.
'Who is getting married? Me?'
I collected my thoughts and remembered that three years ago, I had bought an apartment in Lily Gardens.
At the time, I had planned to use it as a wedding house.
But after the breakup, I never went back.
For the past two years, I had been living at my parents' house, and I had been considering whether to sell the apartment.
However, due to the sharp decline in property prices, selling would have meant a significant loss, so I dropped the idea.
Now, someone was telling me that someone was getting married in my apartment?
"You must be mistaken. I don't even have a boyfriend, how could I be getting married?"
There was a deep sigh on the other end of the line, as if she was suppressing her anger.
She probably thought I was stubbornly denying the truth.
"Alright, Miss Walker, I won't argue with you anymore. I'll send you the security footage from the wedding procession, as well as the hallway and elevator footage. I hope you can handle this properly and avoid further complaints from the other residents."
With that, she hung up, and I received a series of messages on my phone.
I opened the messages and saw the first video—at the entrance of the community, a red carpet was spread out, and several flower-decorated cars were coming in and out.
The second video was from the entrance of Building 6, where a crowd of guests was coming and going, making a lot of noise.
The groom was carrying the bride, who was covered by a veil, into the elevator.
The third video was from the 8th-floor elevator lobby.
The hallway had been decorated with colorful ribbons, and the groom was carrying the bride, with a large group of people following behind.
Because he was carrying the bride, the groom kept his head down as he walked, only raising it slightly when he exited the elevator.
With just one glance, I recognized him.
It was my ex-boyfriend who I broke up with two and a half years ago.

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