Chapter 3 The Tenant in the House

  "Little brother, we've arrived."

  At some point, the taxi slowed down and came to a stop. The driver softly reminded Zhao Yang, who was lost in thought.

  "Oh, oh, it's arrived..."

  Zhao Yang came back to his senses, responded with a sound, and hurriedly took out a red bill from his pocket and handed it to the driver.

  After finding some change, Zhao Yang got off the bus. The several hundred yuan on him was still what Liang Jing had helped him withdraw and given to him earlier.

  The closer I get to home, the more timid I become.

  This is especially true for Zhao Yang. For him, this home where he lived with his grandfather for over a decade has been away from him for more than 500 years.

  Now I can finally come back here, return to this place where he left countless beautiful memories and lived with his grandfather for many years. A sour feeling uncontrollably rushes to my eyes and nose.

  Grandpa, I'm back... The unfilial son is back...

  Zhao Yang stood in front of his own residential building, looking up at the slightly outdated floors with a hint of moisture in his eyes.

  He slowly stepped up the stairs, Zhao Yang walked one step at a time to his own floor, he walked very slowly, and his footsteps were also very heavy, as if every step had used up all his strength.

  His hand, unknowingly resting on the door handle, Zhao Yang's heart suddenly accelerated, although Liang Jing's words, and the things Liang Jing handed over to him... all indicated that Grandfather had indeed passed away.

  However, Zhao Yang still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that Grandpa was just playing a joke on him. Hoping that when he opened this door, he would see that familiar, slightly hunched figure...

  Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yang pulled out the key that Liang Jing had given him from his pants pocket and inserted it into the lock.

  Bang!

  Zhao Yang gently turned the door lock, but when he pushed the door open, he struggled to get up, as if the door was a thousand pounds heavy, so heavy that he used all his strength and still found it hard to push open.

  Finally, Zhao Yang pushed open the door with a ruthless hand. At that moment, his heart was beating very fast, extremely tense.

  Suddenly, Zhao Yang's pupils contracted and he stood there in a daze.

  All that can be seen is a young woman wearing a thin strap nightdress lying sideways on the sofa inside the house, nibbling snacks and watching TV, looking very comfortable.

  The only thing was that the suspender nightdress on her body was a bit too thin, and the woman inside didn't wear a bra, Zhao Yang could clearly see the two jade peaks protruding from her chest. Fortunately, her lower body didn't have a vacuum, but the faint purple color and the outline of her underwear were still discernible...

  The woman also seemed to have heard the sound of Zhao Yang opening the door, and she turned her head around in surprise. When she saw Zhao Yang standing at the door, she was stunned too.

  "Ah..."

  She was stunned for a long time, then suddenly let out a sharp cry, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and jumped down from the sofa, her eyes fixed on Zhao Yang with a mixture of shock and terror.

  She suddenly realized something and quickly crossed her hands over her chest, backing away two steps in a row.

  At this moment, Zhao Yang calmed down and saw the woman's movements, he couldn't help but curl his lips and thought to himself, what's there to cover up, with that semi-transparent nightgown of yours, whatever can be seen has already been seen.

  But, to be honest, this woman's figure is indeed very good, the jade peak in front of her chest is full and upright, the curve of her body is also very symmetrical 'S' type, a pair of beautiful long legs... Even with Zhao Yang's picky eyes, he couldn't help but secretly praise her in his heart.

  "Who are you? What do you want? Get out of here immediately, or I'll call the police..."

  Lin Xueqi called out anxiously, afraid that the person in front of her would have some malicious intentions. Although this person looked quite gentle and weak, with a scholarly air about him, hmm, he actually looked pretty good.

  However, there are also many elegant beasts around this time of year. Especially when the other party directly opens the door and "rushes" in, and you're wearing something so seductive on your body that it's tempting to commit a crime...

  Lin Xueqi is extremely confident in her appearance and figure. After all, the people who chased me at school can form a strong lineup!

  Lin Xueqi's reaction fell into Zhao Yang's eyes. To be honest, this woman was indeed very beautiful, and also quite capable...

  Zhao Yang's gaze inadvertently swept across Lin Xueqi's chest, which was covered by her hands. However, given Zhao Yang's state of mind, he didn't have any ulterior motives towards her.

  Zhao Yang closed the door without saying a word and walked over to the sofa.

  Lin Xueqi saw Zhao Yang's movement and thought he was going to do something, so she was scared pale, retreated repeatedly, her eyes scanned left and right, and grabbed the thermos on the tea table next to her as a weapon, holding it in her hand, and said to Zhao Yang in horror: "You, you don't come over, if you take another step, I won't be polite to you!"

  Zhao Yang glanced at Lin Xueqi, ignored her, and directly plopped himself down on the sofa. Only then did he slowly open his mouth to say, "Don't worry, I'm not going to have any designs on you."

  What's meant by "not having any ulterior motives towards me"?

  Is this girl really so useless? What kind of person is this, can't even speak properly?!

  Lin Xueqi's heart suddenly rose with a surge of anger. Her fear of Zhao Yang had dissipated somewhat.

  But before she could speak, Zhao Yang had already spoken again.

  "Tell me, who are you? How did you end up living in my house?" Zhao Yang said calmly.

  "What's with 'your home'? This house is rented by me, I've been living here for over a year, how did it become your home?"

  Lin Xueqi's anger surged up, she felt like she was going to be driven mad by this inexplicable guy in front of her.

  A strange man broke into my home, almost exposing himself, and now that 'shameless' guy is still saying this is his home. I've seen people without shame, but never anyone as brazen as this!

  Zhao raised an eyebrow and said: "Rented? Who did you rent it from? Have you seen the property certificate?"

  Zhou Yang's words made Lin Xueqi pause, she indeed hadn't seen the property certificate at first, but the other party had given her the key and they had already lived there for over a year, who would have thought to go look at some ghostly property certificate?

  "Don't try to deceive people here. I rented this house from Auntie Li downstairs. If the house wasn't hers, how could she give me the key? I'm warning you again, it's best you leave immediately, or else I'll really call the police."

  Lam Suk-yee threatened.

  "Auntie Li?"

  Zhao Yang was taken aback and tried hard to recall, indeed, the one living in their building downstairs was a woman named Li Ayi.

  "It seems like we still need to find Auntie Li to clarify this matter."

  "But I can also responsibly tell you that this house is indeed mine. To be precise, it was my grandfather's. I have lived here for 18 years, growing up since childhood. As for Aunt Li renting the house to you, let's call her over and ask her what's going on."

  "Fine! I'll call Aunt Li right now. Let's see what you have to say when Aunt Li arrives, humph!"

  Lin Xueqi hummed and immediately picked up her phone to call Auntie Li.

  But suddenly she woke up and realized that what she was wearing now was still a semi-transparent suspender...

  Damn it! That son of a bitch always gets away with it.

  Lin Xueqi glared fiercely at Zhao Yang, turned around and hastily returned to her room, then 'bang' the door was locked with a loud noise.

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