A life of success begins with being a landlord.

I opened my mouth, then gritted my teeth and said, "Uncle, Chunyan and I are together now, and I plan to marry her. Is that okay?"

"There's no problem, of course, but there's a minor issue."

Old Xia chuckled: "My Chunyan is a perfectly clean and tidy girl..."

"I am also clean and tidy."

I knew Lao Xia was trying to extort money from me again, so I shut him down: "I found Chunyan a job, and I bought her clothes and leather shoes today. I won't mistreat her in the future."

To be honest, I've spent quite a bit of money on Chunyan.

I don't owe Lao Xia anything!

As they were talking, Chunyan's mother opened the door from the inside: "Yaozu, why are you standing outside? Come in quickly."

Old Xia shut up and let me into the house.

Chunyan's mother smiled radiantly and poured me a glass of plain water:

"Yaozu, you're such a spendthrift! Buying me clothes, shoes, and cosmetics. I'm an old woman, what do I need so many clothes and cosmetics for? You must have spent a lot of money on those clothes!"

Although she criticized me verbally, I could tell that Chunyan's mother was very happy.

Seeing Chunyan's mother's genuine smile instantly lifted my spirits, and I said with a smile, "Auntie, you don't look old at all, you only look to be in your thirties."

To be honest, Chunyan's mother never asked me for a single penny, but I'm willing to spend money on her, no matter how much.

But Lao Xia's attitude really annoys me. The more he asks for money, the more I despise him.

"I'm actually in my thirties, thirty-six."

Chunyan's mother smiled again, sat down next to me, and held my hand: "Thank you for buying me so many things. Don't spend money recklessly in the future. It's not easy for anyone to earn money out there."

Old Xia, left standing to the side, glared anxiously: "Why don't I have anything? Aren't I Chunyan's biological father?"

Chunyan's mother glared at her: "Old Xia, have you no shame? Didn't Yaozu buy you cigarettes and alcohol? He's already spent a lot of money on you!"

"Auntie, please stop arguing."

I looked at Lao Xia and said, "I'll pay back the six hundred yuan you owe Kuai Dafa. You don't need to pay it anymore. You don't need to pay rent anymore either; it'll be on me. Chunyan will move to 508 immediately to live with Liu Haomei, and the rent and utilities will also be on me."

So, just from the rent alone, I have to give Lao Xia three thousand yuan a year. Chunyan's rent and utilities are paid elsewhere.

Although I took his daughter, I've done right by him.

Chunyan's mother immediately refused: "Yaozu, that won't do. I'll pay our rent. Chunyan will be living with you from now on, so I won't mention her rent."

Old Xia, however, came up with a cunning plan: "Yaozu, give me the six hundred dollars, and I'll pay Boss Kuai back myself."

"Don't give it to him!"

Chunyan's mother grabbed my hand and said, "He'll just spend it, and then he'll still be in debt."

I thought for a moment, then stood up and said, "Uncle Xia, I'll go with you now to return the money to Kuai Dafa and clear things up in person."

Old Xia sighed, "Why don't you just give it to me?"

"Yaozu, I'll go with you." Chunyan's mother pulled my hand: "Let's go."

I nodded and followed Chunyan's mother out the door.

I originally planned to deal with this mess after Kuai Dafa fixed the bathroom, but I didn't want to keep arguing with Lao Xia over this trivial matter.

Old Xia was furious and muttered behind our backs, "You bitch, you might as well go with Wang Yaozu from now on and live with him..."

Chunyan's mother blushed and turned around to scold him.

"Auntie, please stop arguing."

I reached out to stop him, but unintentionally, I touched the wrong place...

I pulled my hand back; my face was burning hot.

Chunyan's mother sighed and took me downstairs.

When I arrived at room 404, I knocked on the door.

Kuai Dafa opened the door this time, but only the inner door, not the security door. He frowned at me and asked, "What are you trying to do now?"

I asked, "Old Xia from 604 owes you six hundred yuan, right?"

"What do you mean six hundred dollars, with interest on top of that?"

Kuai Dafa rolled his eyes: "Five percent monthly interest, and you owe me for four months now, with interest compounding... it's nine hundred yuan in total!"

What the hell is this, this kind of usury?

I glared at them and was about to kick the door down.

Chunyan's mother stopped me and said to the person inside the door, "Boss Kuai, are you being reasonable? Why are you asking for so much money? Do you have an IOU?"

"I have an IOU, you just wait!"

Kuai Dafa turned around and soon brought out three IOUs.

As expected, it was an IOU in Old Xia's own handwriting, with a principal of 550 yuan and an agreed monthly interest rate of 5%.

I did the math, and it came to about 750.

"Here's the seven hundred and fifty; let's call it even."

I gave him 750 yuan, took back the IOU, tore it up on the spot, and warned Kuai Dafa: "You're never allowed to lend money to Lao Xia again, and you're never allowed to go to 604 again. Otherwise, I'll break your legs!"

boom!

Kuai Dafa didn't utter a sound, just rolled his eyes at me and slammed the door shut.

Chunyan's mother held my hand, tears welling up in her eyes: "Yaozu, I've made you spend so much money, I... I'll never be able to face you again."

"Auntie, please don't say that. It's not much money at all."

I panicked a little and stammered, "Actually, in my hometown, getting married costs twenty or thirty thousand yuan..."

Chunyan's mother chuckled: "Let's not talk about this anymore, you should go back and rest."

I nodded, turned around and went downstairs, covered in sweat.

I'm still a little nervous when I'm with my mother-in-law.

"Why does it take so long to eat a meal?"

Chunyan was waiting for me in room 302, speaking mysteriously: "Old Wang, I've packed up room 508, you can move in with me."

I gave a wry smile: "Then I'll have to wait for Sister Li to come back and ask her what she thinks. If Sister Li doesn't agree, I can't go."

Chunyan suddenly frowned: "Sister Li is your cousin, you two...are you...having an affair?"

"Bullshit, you son of a bitch, Sister Li is my sister."

I slapped Chunyan, mimicking her hometown dialect, and laughed as I cursed, "You little bastard, if you dare talk nonsense again, I'll curse you to a pulp..."

"You're the one who's a son of a bitch!" Chunyan also started hitting me randomly.

As we fought, we ended up in the small bedroom and collapsed onto the bed...

Chunyan took over tonight, drawing the curtains and leaving the lights on, giving me quite a hard time.

Half an hour later, Chunyan sat up and teased me, "You little rascal, are you behaving yourself now? If you don't behave, I'll..."

I grabbed Chunyan: "Little girl, stop fooling around. We haven't used the things your mother bought. Could it be... you're pregnant?"

We hadn't equipped ourselves with the safety gear that Chunyan's mother sent, and we just messed around like that for two days.

If Chunyan unfortunately gets infected, neither Chunyan's mother nor I will be able to explain it.

Chunyan chuckled, "My mom said that it's okay to get pregnant a few days before your period. I've calculated it, and my period will come in a couple of days."

I nodded: "Is your aunt pretty? Between her and your mother, who's prettier?"

Chunyan giggled and tried to tear my mouth open: "You son of a bitch, you're trying to mess with my period?"

The phone suddenly rang; it was Sister Li calling.

I waved my hand to tell Chunyan to be quiet and then answered the phone.

"Yaozu, Kuai Dafa just called me, crying and making a scene, saying he's going to hang himself in room 404 and make you pay with your life." Sister Li sighed.

"What happened? Did you sleep with Kuai Dafu, or did you steal his sister?"