My 26-year-old female tenant

Chapter 2: The Woman Who Drives Q7

I took another look at the woman. She sat upright, with curly long hair cascading over her shoulders, fair skin, a slim figure, and an upturned mouth corner that exuded a confident sharpness. In short, she was an undeniable beauty. At the first glance, it seemed as if nothing in this world was unforgivable!

Old Li waved to me, "Zhao Yang, come here, I have something to tell you."

"About the rent, right? I'll pay it all next month when I get my salary, okay?" I said with a feigned smile, after all, I had been dragging on Old Li's rent for so long.

"It's about the house... um... this house has been bought by this young lady."

"You sold the house?! Who is the fool willing to buy your dilapidated house that can't withstand an earthquake!" I looked at the woman and exclaimed. Faced with the crisis of being homeless, I couldn't care less about her elegance and beauty; I was angry first and foremost!

Old Li looked awkwardly at the woman, who was frowning, and after a while, he said to me, "You should move out tonight. I won't ask for the rent from the previous few months!"

"Old Li, why do you act more and more like a wimp as you get older? ... Even if you want to sell the house, you should have given me a heads-up. On a rainy day like this, where do you want me to find a new place to live?"

"Just find a hotel to stay for now," Old Li said, completely disregarding my feelings.

"Don't talk to me since you don't even have the property rights to the house anymore!" I retorted to Old Li, then turned to the unfamiliar woman and said, "The house is yours now, can I continue to rent from you?"

The woman shook her head, "I bought it to live in myself, not to rent out."

I immediately became restless, "Miss, are you serious? You drive a luxury car worth millions and come to live in this shabby house! ... Are you deliberately making things difficult for me?"

The woman ignored my anger and calmly said, "You have one hour to move out..."

She hadn't finished speaking when I interrupted, "I'm not moving... Have you ever seen someone being asked to move out without any prior notice?" After that, I sat down on the sofa right next to the woman, who instinctively moved to the other side.

I lit a cigarette and surveyed the old house, feeling a sense of loss welling up inside. I had been living here since I came to Suzhou two years ago, and in this room, I had gone through the most difficult period of my life.

I had cried to the living room clock and confided in the old floor lamp in the bedroom all night. Every object here seemed like a close friend who had suffered with me! Leaving here meant losing my support for living.

The smoke that filled my mouth made the woman stand up from the sofa in disgust and move to the other side.

I felt increasingly down on my luck, as if all the bad things had conspired to hit me today, looking for trouble with me.

A moment later, Old Li said to us who were at a standstill, "I have something to attend to at home, you two can discuss the matter of the house slowly..." Without waiting for a response, as if he had thrown away a hot potato, he slipped away like grease, as if on wheels, picked up his bag and headed for the door.

Only the woman and I were left in the room.

...

Outside the window, the strong wind and cold rain began to rage again. Such bad weather made me even more reluctant to move out, deciding to sit and wear this woman down, after all, I was poor and had nothing but time.

I struck up a conversation with her, "Miss, may I ask your name?"

She responded with a straight face, "Is it important?"

"Of course it is, I need to know which fairy has made me homeless on this cold, rainy night!"

She ignored the sarcasm in my words and still responded coldly, "You now have only 40 minutes left. If you don't move in 40 minutes, I will call the police."

I was about to get angry when my phone rang. I frowned at the woman, then took out my phone from my pocket. Seeing that the call was from Le Yao, another woman who annoyed me.

Impatiently, I answered the call, "What's the matter now? Haven't I given you money?"

Le Yao paused for a moment before saying, "Zhao Yang, tomorrow is the weekend... Can you accompany me to the hospital for a follow-up check-up..."

"Is it mine in your belly? Can't you find a friend to accompany you? Do you think I'm very idle?" I said like a machine g*n, trying to make her give up this unrealistic idea in terms of momentum.

"In this city, you are my only friend."

"Le Yao, you're mistaken, we are friends with benefits, not friends... Do you know what friends with benefits are?"

Ignoring me, Le Yao said in a low voice, "I'm really scared when I'm alone! ... If you don't come, I'll just fend for myself! I won't have the follow-up check-up!"

I said patiently, "Didn't you go there by yourself today? You should be more familiar with the way tomorrow."

"I'm only insisting because I experienced how terrifying it was to be alone yesterday!"

Le Yao's persistence was driving me crazy, and I blurted out a curse out of habit. "Damn it!..."

"Go ahead! The child is the result of your action. I should have just had the baby and raised it to adulthood, telling him: his father is a beast!"

The phone then made the "beep beep" sound of a call being hung up.

...

"This is such a mess!" I lit a cigarette and slapped my forehead vigorously. For two years, I've never encountered such a troublesome friend with benefits like Le Yao. Even though she speaks with conviction, I can also say with certainty: the child is not mine! She claims that I'm her only friend in this city, which makes me think she's scamming me. I saw her posting a photo on Weibo last week of her having a wild time with a bunch of people at a bar.

"Scum!"

I looked up and realized the woman had been looking at me with an expression of extreme disgust. There were only the two of us in the room, so she was undoubtedly the one who called me scum.

"Did you listen to my call?" I asked without emotion, not really minding that she called me scum because I can't even tell if I'm scum myself.

"You now have 30 minutes left," the woman's tone was even colder than before.

What a troublesome, cold, rainy night. After giving all my cash to Le Yao today, I was penniless. Where could I move to now? The world was vast, yet there seemed to be no place for me, Zhao Yang, to stay.

After a moment of silence, I said to the woman, "Miss, look at the storm outside, and it's getting late. There's no way I can move tonight!"

The woman glanced out the window and finally showed some leniency as she asked, "When will you move?"

"Tomorrow."

"At what time?"

"Before one o'clock in the afternoon," I said in a softer tone because I would need to ask her for a favor later.

She nodded, "You may leave now, and remember to move your things on time tomorrow."

I sat motionless for a while, then leaned towards her and said with feigned hesitation, "Miss... could you lend me some money?"

She looked surprised but firmly replied, "I have no obligation to lend you money."

"Not lending, huh? Then don't expect me to leave tonight. I have no money; I can't just sleep under a bridge, can I?" I said, sprawling on the sofa and adding, "And don't even think about calling the police. This matter is not fair on your part and Old Li's. Tell me, shouldn't you have given me some notice, at least let me prepare?"

She looked at me as if I were a plague, further confirming her eagerness to get rid of me, but surprisingly she said, "I don't have cash."

I stared at her, the phrase "no cash" a display of sophistication, grandeur, and class. Nowadays, the wealthy don't often carry cash; their spending is often in the tens of thousands, and the little cash in their wallets is obviously not enough to meet their needs.

"Miss, this is fate, I also don't like to stuff my wallet with cash!" I shamelessly spoke the truth; my wallet rarely holds cash.

She ignored me.

I continued, "How about this, you lend me your card, I'll just use a thousand, and I'll give it back to you when I move tomorrow, or there's an ATM 200 meters away. If you don't trust me, you can come with me..."

She interrupted me by pulling out a bank card from her wallet, "The PIN is six zeros. Before one o'clock tomorrow afternoon, take care of your business."

I took the bank card she handed me and said, "No problem!"

Actually, I wasn't surprised that she trusted me with her bank card so easily. Old Li knows all about my phone number, workplace, and social connections, or perhaps there's not much balance on this card anyway.

...

She sat quietly on the sofa, and I looked at her again. Honestly, in the more than twenty years I've lived, I've never seen such a beautiful woman. She seemed to possess a quality that other women don't have, but unfortunately, we don't seem to get along!

As I was leaving, I half-jokingly, half-seriously said, "Miss, would you consider living with me? I can cook and give massages. When you're tired from a day at work, I can provide you with full service at home, guaranteeing your comfort..."

"Get out!" She finally got angry, and a pillow flew towards me with guided precision.