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Just as Fei Hu was feeling embarrassed, Xia Yan suddenly pushed the door open. My goodness, Fei Hu had just entered the bathroom and was completely stunned by the luxurious decor inside, forgetting to lock the door.
When Xia Yan saw Fei Hu standing there with a flushed face in front of her lingerie, the clever woman immediately understood what was happening. She laughed and said, "What’s wrong? Have you never seen sexy lingerie before? Stop staring and hurry up and wash! I’ll wear it for you to see next time." After saying this, Xia Yan threw him a flirtatious glance and smiled as she walked out.
This unexpected fortune left Fei Hu momentarily unable to handle it. Under the immense pressure in his heart, he quickly finished his shower. He kept thinking about Xia Yan's words from earlier. Could it really be true? Wasn't she so drunk that she could barely walk? What about just now? Fei Hu felt a bit confused.
After leaving the bathroom, he found that Xia Yan had already opened the door to the guest room for him. Just as he was feeling a bit shy and about to step inside, he inadvertently caught sight of Xia Yan sleeping on the sofa. This woman had such a peculiar way of sleeping—one leg draped over the back of the sofa, her skirt hiked up to the top of her thighs, and her dark red panties almost fully exposed. Seeing this made Fei Hu's mouth dry; he wished he could pounce on her immediately.
Suddenly, Xia Yan seemed to groan in pain, startling Fei Hu into turning around and rushing into the room. This time he learned his lesson; to avoid further embarrassment, he locked the door from the inside.
The wide and soft mattress felt incredibly comfortable as he lay down. Thinking about how there was such a fragrant beauty outside, Fei Hu felt restless. It seemed that all he could do was fantasize. Slowly, drowsiness overtook him, and he fell asleep without realizing it.
Morning sunlight streamed through the curtains into the room. Fei Hu slowly opened his eyes, feeling exceptionally relaxed; he had slept soundly. When he realized where he was sleeping, panic set in—what time was it? Xia Yan might have already gotten up.
Suddenly, Fei Hu felt something soft and slippery pressed against him. Startled, he sat up in bed, causing his nose to bleed. Next to him was not just anything but Xia Yan herself, wearing the sexy lingerie that Fei Hu had seen in the bathroom last night. Oh my God! What kind of outfit was this? Not only did it fail to cover anything, but it also made everything more provocative. The most sensitive parts of a woman's body were faintly revealed. Covering his nose with one hand, Fei Hu's eyes slowly traveled down.
Two full curves wrapped in fabric as thin as a cicada's wing appeared extremely enticing; two strawberries were faintly visible. Looking down at her flat stomach, suddenly his phone on the bedside table rang, bringing him back to reality. He nervously glanced at the sleeping Xia Yan, who merely twitched her eyebrows.
Fortunately, since the phone was resting on the soft bed, its speaker was muffled and not very loud. Feeling a bit annoyed, Fei Hu reached over to answer it while still sitting on the bed and quickly walked into the living room with his phone.
"Hello! You dead Long Hair! You've delayed your rent for five days now; I haven't seen you around at all! If you don't come back today, I'm renting your place out to someone else!" Just as Fei Hu was about to say something more, the other party hung up on him. That dead Landlady only cared about making money and had no sense of humanity at all. Fei Hu even began to doubt whether Fat Girl was really her biological daughter given how different they were.
This matter couldn’t be delayed any longer; if he waited too long, he really would have nowhere to stay. Finding such an inexpensive place in City A wasn't easy at all. Fei Hu got dressed after returning to his room and took one last look at the sleeping Xia Yan. He truly hated that Landlady for ruining his good fortune. With a helpless gulp, Fei Hu turned and stepped out of the room.
Driving there was easy; taking public transport was another story altogether. By the time Fei Hu arrived at Rental House’s small shop, he found the plump Landlady scolding someone again—apparently someone else couldn’t pay their rent either.
As soon as Fei Hu entered, the Landlady shouted, "You dead Long Hair, can't you just pay the rent without making it a hassle? Do I have to call you every time? Does this phone not cost money?"
"Mom, can you please speak more nicely?" The Fat Girl, sitting nearby, felt embarrassed and stepped in to advise her mother.
The Landlady widened her eyes and sternly said, "Get out of the way, you wasteful child. You think I don't know about the good things you've done?"
Hearing this, Fei Hu was truly angry. As a grown man, he couldn't let a little girl take the blame for him. He said loudly, "Calculate it—rent plus phone bill, and anything else. Add it all up; I'll pay you."
The Landlady's eyes widened in disbelief. She couldn't believe Fei Hu was saying this. Normally, he would drag out paying rent and even bargain with her about how much she charged for utilities. Today must be a strange day! The Landlady was momentarily at a loss on how to calculate this bill for Fei Hu.
"Alright, enough of that. My mom is just joking with you. A grown man like you has less tolerance than a woman. Just pay the three hundred for rent and leave! Don't bother me while I'm working," the Fat Girl said, giving Fei Hu a knowing look as the Landlady wisely walked away.
Fei Hu paid the three hundred and felt grateful towards the Fat Girl. This month, she had waived his utility fees again. Although it was only a little over ten dollars, it meant a lot to him since he lived on instant noodles every day.
Ye Cheng had been recovering well these past few days; he could slowly sit up and even take a few steps by the bedside with Sister Wu's help when he was happy. One day, while talking with Sister Wu, the door to the hospital room suddenly swung open, and Ye Wu walked in, followed by a middle-aged man in his fifties with a big belly and an average build.
As soon as they entered, the middle-aged man hurried two steps forward and asked Sister Wu, slightly out of breath, "Sister Wu, why didn't you notify us about Dad's serious injury?"
"Ye Wei, don't yell at Sister Wu. This was my idea. You're the chairman of Shengwei Group and so busy every day; how could I dare disturb you?" Ye Cheng said from his bed with an unhappy expression.
This guy turned out to be Ye Wei, the well-known second-in-command of the Dragon Tiger Gang. He had quite a reputation in City A. The Shengwei Group under his control was famous among peers, and he managed all the finances within the gang—he was indeed a person of real power.
Seeing that his father was unhappy, Ye Wei quickly softened his tone and said, "Dad, don’t say that. About who hurt you, I’ve discussed it with Third Brother; even if they run to the ends of the earth, we will bring them back."
"Rest assured about this matter; I will definitely make it happen—alive or dead," Ye Wei said fiercely, his eyes gleaming as he pounded his chest loudly.
"Idiot, they saved me, I fell on my own. Can you stop twisting the truth?" Ye Cheng coughed angrily, and Sister Wu hurriedly came over to pat his back.
Ye Wei snorted and said, "We've investigated this matter, and there's no mistake. You were injured at the time; how would you know what happened? I told you to enjoy your life at home and leave the family matters to me and Second Brother, but you just wouldn't listen. Now look what happened; you almost lost your life."
"Dad, you should listen to our advice. Leave the family matters to me and Third Brother; we can handle them better than you," Ye Wei said, lowering his head with a sincere expression.
Suddenly, Ye Cheng grabbed a cup from the bedside and threw it at Ye Wu. Despite his small eyes, Ye Wu was very quick-witted; he dodged just in time, and the cup smashed against the wall with a loud crash, sending glass shards flying everywhere.
"Get out! All of you get out!" Ye Cheng shouted, coughing so hard that he curled up.
Seeing this, Ye Wei and Ye Wu hurriedly retreated.
Sister Wu continued to pat Ye Cheng's back while feeling sorry for him. She had thought that both sons had come to visit their father, and she felt happy for Ye Cheng. Little did she know they were actually there to pressure him.
This was something she had only seen in dramas before; she never expected to witness a real-life version today.
Ye Cheng gradually recovered. Although he was over seventy years old, he was still sharp-minded. If it weren't for his injury, he would be in good health, likely due to his long-standing practice of martial arts.
Their ambitions were evident; it was no wonder they were trying to undermine him. It was a pity for the young man who saved him—what wrong had he done to be dragged into the family's troubles?
Even though Ye Cheng was injured and unable to move, he was very clear in his mind about how Fei Hu had saved him; he could still vaguely remember the details.
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