Tenant’s Secret Love

Chapter 45: To see or not to see

Renee bit her lip and looked at me, as if she could no longer communicate with me in words. After a long while, she said to me with a gloomy face, “Why is there someone like you with no quality in the world?”

I let go of Renee and said dismissively, “Can't you look at things from both sides? I use your toiletries to show that I'm not fussy!”

“Did you ask my permission when you used them?”

“That's why I said I'm not fussy. Is this trivial matter worth making a big deal out of and asking your permission?”

“But I used your toothbrush without knowing!” Renee said, looking disgusted again.

“I've already used it. Do you expect me to find the moonlight treasure box (a magical item in a famous Chinese movie) to turn back time and remind you not to use it? ... This is so impractical. So you should take this matter lightly... You have to understand, there is nothing real in this world. You are fake, I am fake, and the toothbrush is of course fake...”

Renee finally calmed down a little and said, “God knows if you have any infectious diseases.”

“If there is an infectious disease, it's your own fault. You say that in the vast sea of people, what are the chances of us bumping into each other? And after we meet, what are the chances of me using your toothbrush and other toiletries? Isn't it even smaller?”

Renee, who had just calmed down a little, said angrily, “According to your logic, no matter what happens in the future, is it all my fault and do I deserve to be unlucky?”

“You could say that.” After saying that, he looked at Renee and smiled, saying, “You still understand me quite well. You don't need to guess what I'm thinking!”

Renee laughed in anger: “Bastards are all the same, no one needs to guess to see through the ugly faces of people like you.”

“You've swore again, even if I am a bastard, you are such a delicate and graceful woman, you shouldn't say that, it's bad for your image!”

“Lucas, do you want to make me mad to death today?”

“If you are afraid of being mad to death, then just leave, leave this house to me, everyone will be comfortable and quiet.”

Renee suddenly calmed down and said indifferently, “You wish. I won't help you become a scumbag.”

“I'm not leaving tonight anyway. If you don't mind, I definitely won't mind if we have the chance to live together again.”

Surprisingly, Renee didn't argue. She turned around, went back to the bathroom, and slammed the door. I don't know what she was doing in there.

I sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and watched absentmindedly, but kept glancing into the bathroom. I always felt like there was a conspiracy going on, and suddenly I remembered what happened the last time she tricked me into going to the middle of nowhere late at night, and I felt a wave of fear.

“I'm such a wise person, can I fall for the same person twice? Obviously not!” I comforted myself, suddenly feeling a little relieved.

After feeling relieved, my mood inexplicably improved, so while Renee was in the bathroom, I went downstairs to the convenience store to buy toiletries. Of course, I took the key with me, just in case Renee took the opportunity to lock me out.

I felt a little guilty, so in the midst of my pain, I bought Renee the most expensive toiletries in the convenience store, and I just bought some random things for myself. I'm not picky anyway.

I took a walk outside the community for a while, smoked a few cigarettes, and returned to the residence after releasing the pent-up emotions in my heart. Renee happened to come out of the bathroom just then, her hair still damp from the shower.

I asked suspiciously, “Didn't you throw away all your toiletries? Why are you showering again?”

“Don't I have backups?”

I suddenly lost my calmness, ‘You...should have told me earlier, I just went to the convenience store to buy you a set, it's more than 50 yuan.”

“Really?’ Renee said, wiping her wet hair with a brand new towel. Her tone was calm, as if the unpleasantness that just happened didn't even happen.

“Look,” I said, holding up the bag for her to see.

“Then you can put it in the cabinet in the bathroom and use it later,” Renee remained calm.

I nodded and walked into the bathroom, which was full of steam and the smell of bath gel. I looked around warily, afraid that Renee was up to no good. From what I knew of her, the calmer she was, the worse she would treat me.

There was almost nothing in the bathroom except for Renee's clothes, so after making sure it was safe, I opened the cabinet under the vanity. Sure enough, there were plenty of spare toiletries inside. If I had known, I would have saved her used ones. After all, I really am not the type of person who finds bickering and arguing fun.

I then washed up in the bathroom. After I was done, I followed Renee's example and walked out of the bathroom while drying my wet hair with a towel.

To my surprise, Renee was not resting. Instead, she was sitting on the sofa in the living room, eating cherries and reading documents.

“Why aren't you sleeping yet?” I asked Renee.

“Waiting for my hair to dry,”

I sat down next to Renee and, without any further ado, picked up a cherry and started eating it. Then I asked, ”Do you like cherries a lot?”

Renee said to me with great patience, “Well, I liked them when I was little.”

I looked at Renee and felt that something was wrong. Given my recent bad behavior, she was already being very generous in answering with a ‘well,’ and she even told me that she liked cherries when she was little.

I reassured myself: what could she do to me, a man? Just stay here calmly, there's no need to be paranoid.

Bored, I looked at the document Renee was holding in her hands. Sure enough, I saw the logo of Jumei Shopping Center on the document, so it was a certainty that Renee was the CEO of Jumei.

I nudged Renee, who was engrossed in reading, and asked, “Hey, do you know what I do for a living?”

“Who cares,” Renee impatiently responded this time.

I smiled sheepishly, but my heart felt a little more relieved. She should treat me with this impatient attitude, and I'm not surprised that Renee knows nothing about my work situation. Although I believe that Jumei also has our personnel files at Baoli, Renee definitely won't go to read them. Even if she does, she'll only read about the top management at Baoli, not someone like me. So she has no idea that I work in the planning department at Baoli.

Of course, I would never take the initiative to tell Renee that I work for Baoli. This is entirely due to my pride. I don't want to be so much lower than her. At least in this room, she and I are equal, or not equal. In this room, I can be better than her. This is definitely not nonsense from me. It is supported by logic. She is afraid of cockroaches, and cockroaches are afraid of me. I am two grades better than her.

I was even more pleased with myself, and I lifted my hand and threw two cherries into my mouth, humming Faye Wong's “The New Tenant” in front of Renee's face.

Renee was annoyed, but she didn't want to argue with me again, so she slammed the file on the table, got up from the sofa, and left.

“Where are you going?“ I asked cheekily.

“To do the laundry,” Renee replied without looking back.

“So you're not kicking me out tonight?”

“Stay as long as you like,” Renee said hatefully.

“Are you staying with me too?”

“Of course I'm staying with you.”

I was very pleased with Renee's answer. I had already imagined moving my luggage back in tomorrow night. In this city, this old house was the place I had always dreamed of.

I continued humming the “New Tenant” song that had distracted Renee, but my eyes kept glancing at the document she had left behind. My heart suddenly started pounding. This document was the business plan for Jumei Shopping Center for November, and it definitely contained strategic measures to suppress our Baoli and plans for upcoming promotional activities!

If I read this plan, Jumei's strategic intentions would be clear, and this would be extremely beneficial for our subsequent marketing plan to counter Jumei.

I was torn between reading it or not.