Chapter 2

A few minutes later.

Xiaofeng, holding a cigarette, sat on the sofa: "Three hundred thousand, right?" He said, then picked up the single-shoulder backpack that had been thrown on the ground.

Dingding glared at Xiaofeng: "Hmph, if you can come up with it! Do you really think you can come up with three hundred thousand? Three hundred thousand in hell money is more like it! Your clothes are so shabby, no taste, no class. Your clothes, did you buy them from some street stall for twenty bucks?"

She was truly helpless, unable to fight back or resist. Now she could only take revenge with words! She had to strike, to strike this stinky man hard!

Xiaofeng was speechless, this girl's mouth was really venomous. He glanced down at his clothes, not bothering to explain, and smiled: "Yeah, from a street stall, twenty bucks for the clothes and pants, and they even threw in a pair of shoes."

Xiaofeng patted the single-shoulder backpack, dust flying: "Cough, cough, here's your rent." He then unzipped the bag.

Dingding stood up, ready to tell Xiaofeng to throw out this dusty old bag, but the next moment, her eyes froze for a split second, and her mind was left with only four words: "Money, so much money!"

The backpack was opened, and Xiaofeng pulled out two stacks of red RMB and tossed them over: "Two hundred thousand." Then, with quick movements, he placed stacks of RMB on the coffee table.

"Two hundred and eighty thousand, three hundred thousand! Yeah, okay, three months' rent, now they're yours." Xiaofeng smiled and casually pushed the money towards Dingding.

Dingding shook her head, staring at the stacks of money, her mind a bit short-circuited. She wasn't unfamiliar with money; someone who could afford a villa, would she not have seen three hundred thousand?

What made her mind short-circuit wasn't the three hundred thousand, but who had taken it out! If it had been someone in designer clothes, driving a luxury car, Dingding wouldn't have been surprised.

But now? This guy, so vulgar, so low, so tasteless, wearing clothes that were supposedly bought from a street stall for twenty bucks and a pair of shoes, could it not shock her?

Seeing Dingding's expression, Xiaofeng's lips curled up. "Little girl, you said I have no taste! I may have no taste, but I have money! What can you do about it!"

"You, you..." Dingding pointed at Xiaofeng, saying 'you' for a long time: "Look at your nouveau riche face!"

"..." Xiaofeng was completely speechless. Wasn't it just because he caught you watching Aoi Sola? Wasn't it just because he glanced at your thong under your skirt? Is it really necessary to target me like this!

Xiaofeng really couldn't be bothered to argue anymore, and patted the money on the table: "Dingding, I'm not called 'you,' my name is Xiaofeng. Check if this is real RMB, don't say I tricked you with hell money when I turn around. If the amount is right, from now on, I'm the master here."

"Are you moving in today? Where am I supposed to live?" Dingding stood up abruptly, her anger flaring up again.

"Um, weren't you going to go out for studies?" Xiaofeng was taken aback, then his eyes lit up with a strange light: "Not going? Then you can continue living here! Don't worry, even though you blackmailed me for money, I won't hold it against you and won't ask for rent."

Thoughts raced through his mind. Pretty face, proud chest, long legs, thong under the short skirt... Damn, a top-notch beauty, a top-notch cohabitation life!

Once this thought popped up, it couldn't be suppressed. His burning gaze lingered on Dingding's chest and short skirt.

"You! No looking!!" Being stared at like a 'wolf,' Dingding felt uncomfortable all over, quickly grabbing a piece of clothing from the sofa and covering herself.

At the same time, she wondered, this guy knows I blackmailed him for money, why is he still living here? Could he have some ulterior motive? Is he trying to scam me for money and more? Hmph, if he dares, I'll castrate him! Dingding's eyes flicked, glancing at Xiaofeng's lower body.

Seeing Dingding, who was wrapped up tightly, Xiaofeng pouted in disappointment. But then he became very enthusiastic: "Dingding, don't be shy, stay. Oh, by the way, when we have time, we can discuss Aoi Sola together."

"Xiaofeng!" Dingding took a deep breath and slammed her fist on the coffee table: "I don't know you!"

Xiaofeng didn't care, stood up, and walked around the living room a few times, finally pointing at a pair of vases: "Dingding, these vases should be over there, and this sofa should be moved back a meter. Look, and that..."

In a moment, Xiaofeng had taken charge, giving instructions.

Dingding glared at Xiaofeng, her eyes filled with murderous intent. If she could beat this stinky guy, she would have kicked him out long ago! Her eyes fell on the three hundred thousand on the coffee table, and she gritted her teeth, consoling herself: "Forget it, I'm leaving for studies tomorrow anyway, so I don't have to face him every day."

"Fine, you win today! Xiaofeng, three months from now, you better get out of here!" Dingding grabbed her clothes, quickly packed her wallet, and coldly said, then turned and went upstairs to her bedroom.

"Hey, Dingding, I know you're not the type to freeload. So remember to come down and cook dinner tonight!" Xiaofeng called out to Dingding's back.

On the stairs, Dingding heard this and stumbled, almost falling. "You're ruthless, treating me like a maid! Kid, I'll put laxatives in your food tonight, and you'll be in for a rough night!"

Dingding didn't dare look back, fleeing back to her room in a panic.

Xiaofeng sat on the sofa, gently closing his eyes. The bad smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a genuine smile: "Arguing with you, it's quite a happy thing."

Since he was injured on a mission in the UK half a month ago, Xiaofeng had noticed a problem with his body, both his strength and agility had decreased, which worried him.

This time, he returned to Jiuchuan for two reasons: to uncover his past and to solve his physical issues.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, gently unhooked the jade pendant from his neck, and kept stroking it. The jade was cool to the touch, making him feel a chill from the inside.

"Three months, I hope I can find you, Mom and Dad." Xiaofeng murmured to himself, then put the jade pendant back on.

He stood up, picked up his backpack, and casually chose a room upstairs, walking in.

After a while, a roar came from the living room downstairs: "Xiaofeng!! Get out here!"

Xiaofeng was taken aback, then the image of Dingding's fiery figure popped into his mind. He opened the door and walked towards the living room: "Beautiful lady, what do you need?" A bad smile appeared on his face.

When Xiaofeng's lecherous gaze fell on Dingding, he was struck by her appearance. He looked her up and down, finally unable to resist asking: "Dingding, it's so hot, aren't you hot? Don't get heat rash!"

To avoid awkwardness and being taken advantage of by Xiaofeng again, Dingding fully armed herself, covering everything except her head and hands, even her neck was covered by a high collar.

Dingding gave Xiaofeng a dirty look, took out two contracts from behind her, and said irritably: "This is the rental agreement. If it's okay, sign it quickly."

Xiaofeng nodded uninterestedly, glanced over it, and picked up the pen on the table, quickly signing his name.

Dingding took it, looked at the signature, and couldn't help but be impressed.

"Hey." Xiaofeng smiled wickedly, getting closer to Dingding: "What? Isn't my signature cool? Want a signed copy as a keepsake?"

Dingding held the contract and turned to go upstairs, giving him a contemptuous gesture, then fled back to her room.

"This girl, hehe, actually treats me like a pervert." Xiaofeng smiled, returning to his room.

The battle between the pervert and the fiery girl was temporarily over. In the first round, Xiaofeng had the upper hand. But this situation changed after dinner.

"Hey? It's time to eat? Hehe, looks like a feast." Xiaofeng sniffed, walked to the dining table, and sat down with a thick face.

Seeing Xiaofeng's thick-skinned behavior, Dingding couldn't help but get angry: "Xiaofeng, there's no food for you!"

"Hehe, we're neighbors, we see each other every day, don't be so cold. Even if we don't talk about that, we're both loyal fans of Aoi Sola, so we're comrades in arms." Xiaofeng said, filling his plate with a grin.

"I'll drug you to death!" Dingding glared at Xiaofeng, ready to mentally torture this stinky man to death!

Xiaofeng didn't care: "Drug? That's a bit sensitive. I have a few FM2 (rape pills) in my bag, you can put them in there."

Although Dingding didn't know what FM2 was, she knew that anything coming from Xiaofeng's mouth couldn't be good!

Dingding wanted to turn and leave, ignoring this despicable man, but her stomach growled, and she had no choice but to sit down and start eating.

Seeing Dingding sit down, Xiaofeng grinned and started eating too: "Mmm, Dingding, try this, it's good, eat more..."

Dingding didn't speak, just ate in silence, then threw down her chopsticks and left. "Hmph, if you offend me, you won't have a good time." She turned, a hint of mischief in her eyes.

Half an hour later.

"Dingding!!! You really gave me laxatives!!! Ugh~~~" Xiaofeng's cries of pain echoed one after another.

In the room, Dingding had a sinister smile on her face, glancing at the locked bedroom door: "Stinky kid, for taking advantage of me! Anyone who dares to touch me will have a bad end!"

Walking to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the starry night sky, Dingding's smile disappeared, replaced by a worried look: "Mom and Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Dingding's parents were scientists, living abroad for years, rarely returning. They sent her money every month to make up for their lack of affection.

Although she was working now, Dingding had always been a big spender and had no savings. Before, with her parents' support, she lived a carefree life. But two months ago, the money from her parents stopped, leaving Dingding without any income.

When she called her parents, even if they answered, they would quickly hang up. Dingding was worried about her parents but felt helpless.

Without money, Dingding first sold her car, then decided to rent out the villa. She thought it through: since she was going out for studies for three months, the villa would be empty anyway, so she might as well rent it out to make some money.

Although this tenant, Xiaofeng, was a bit of a pervert, he seemed like a good person! Besides, with a monthly rent of one hundred thousand, it was enough to convince her, so she had no choice but to rent it out.

That night, Dingding, with her worries, tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She made up her mind to go abroad to find her parents after her studies.

For Xiaofeng, that night was even more miserable. He spent the whole night in the bathroom.

At three o'clock in the morning, with bloodshot eyes, Xiaofeng sat on the toilet, his stomach churning. The only thought in his mind was: "Damn, never offend a woman!"

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"Knock, knock..." A loud knocking sound came from the door. "Xiaofeng, come out. I have something to tell you before I leave." Dingding stood outside Xiaofeng's bedroom, frowning.

However, after one minute, three minutes, there was still no response.

"Hmph, is it that bad? I only put three laxatives in. A big man like you can't handle it?" Dingding pouted, leaving with a look of contempt.

In the room, Xiaofeng opened his bloodshot eyes, his face pale: "Ah, little devil, I endured your torture last night!"

He forced himself to sit up, cross-legged on the bed, and started to adjust his breathing, entering a state of meditation.

After about half an hour,