Chapter 10: Moving
"What's wrong with it? Did I hit the nail on the head? You're rich now and you're looking down on my place?"
Fang Jie's words completely blocked Zhou Yang from speaking. It seemed this matter would have to be put on hold, at least for a few days.
"Fang Jie, I don't agree with what you're saying. Didn't I only make that little bit of money thanks to you?"
"The main thing is, it's not really appropriate for me to move in. After all, with a single man and a single woman, it's not very convenient."
"How about I just stay upstairs for now? I'll get used to the heat!"
Zhou Yang finished speaking and was about to slip away, but Fang Jie grabbed him.
"Zhou Yang, I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of? Do you have a guilty conscience? Or do you really have some ideas?"
Fang Jie looked at Zhou Yang with a suspicious gaze, which made Zhou Yang unable to tolerate it.
"Fang Jie, you can talk nonsense, but you can't just say anything. I, Zhou Yang, may be poor, but I am certainly not a petty thief."
Zhou Yang said that, but his eyes were focused on a certain part of Fang Jie's body. Mainly because he never had the chance to look before, and now he had his ability and the distance was so close.
The most important thing was that the shape was very appealing, comparable to that of Teacher Bobo in those little movies on his phone.
"Then it's settled. Hurry back and pack up. Move over while it's still early!"
"What are you standing there for? Go! And if you keep looking around, believe it or not, I'll kill you!"
Zhou Yang was mortified, mainly because getting caught peeking was quite embarrassing.
Watching the flustered Zhou Yang leave, a curve appeared at the corner of Fang Jie's mouth, as if a certain scheme had succeeded.
Then she saw the messy state of the room she had caused. It needed to be tidied up!
Also, Zhou Yang hadn't said whether these were treasures.
After a final thought, she decided to clear these things out first.
Zhou Yang returned to his room, pressed the fan switch, and then began to recall the previous scene.
The more he thought about it, the more something felt wrong. He originally wanted to stay away from this woman, but now he was getting closer and closer to her. Where did the problem lie?
No, he must have been tricked by this woman. So, should he move or not?
If he didn't move, it was really too hot here. If he did move, being together every day, what if he couldn't control himself?
Actually, this woman was quite nice, but Zhou Yang couldn't accept her personality.
The thought of always being suppressed by this woman in the future—would he ever have a chance to rise?
He could yield to women in some matters, but he absolutely couldn't let a woman ride over him, otherwise, he might have already compromised.
Zhou Yang was conflicted, but his hands showed no sign of stopping. In a short while, his things were mostly packed.
Actually, Zhou Yang didn't have much—a few changes of clothes, sheets, shoes, plus pots, pans, and so on.
Just as he finished packing, Fang Jie came over.
"Don't bother with these broken things, I have all of them. And that electric fan, it's older than you, just throw it all away."
"And…"
In a short while, most of Zhou Yang's belongings were thrown away by this woman, leaving only a single carry-on bag.
Looking at his hard-earned possessions being discarded by this woman, Zhou Yang felt a little pain.
But after following this woman to the room, that feeling of pain completely disappeared.
At this moment, the air conditioner in the room was on, bringing a cool breeze. The room, after being tidied, looked very simple.
On a large bed, there was a sleeping mat, and a thin quilt was neatly folded on top, along with two pillows.
These pillows were key. Why were there two?
Besides that, there were new slippers, and even brand-new towels and some toiletries on the table. This was clearly the rhythm of being taken care of!
"Fang Jie, let's agree first, the rent can't go up."
Fang Jie was waiting for Zhou Yang to say some words of thanks, but this guy actually blurted out such a sentence, instantly making her quite angry.
"Zhou Yang, can you have some ambition?"
"That little bit of rent of yours, I don't even care about it. If you don't want to live here, you can go back!"
Zhou Yang looked at the environment here, then thought about how all his things had been thrown away by this woman. If he went back, would he sleep on a bare bed tonight?
And his 83-version electric fan was already...
"Zhou Yang, these are the three chapters of agreement. Take a look, and if there are no problems, sign it."
Just then, Fang Jie handed over an A4 paper with densely written terms, which were the so-called three chapters of agreement.
The first rule: Without the other party's, meaning Fang Jie's, permission, he is not allowed to enter her room.
This rule was very reasonable.
The second rule: Without permission, he is not allowed to touch anything that doesn't belong to him. This rule was also fine.
However, starting from the third rule, things became a bit excessive.
The third rule: The landlord has the right to inspect the tenant's room at any time (mainly to prevent poor hygiene).
This rule was barely acceptable, as some people are indeed quite messy. This was her main residence, and it had been renovated.
The fourth rule: Without permission, he is not allowed to bring back disreputable friends.
The fifth rule: After 9 PM, silence must be maintained, and he must be back, otherwise the main door will be locked.
The sixth rule...
The more Zhou Yang read, the deeper his frown became. The first few rules were acceptable, but the further he read, the more outrageous they became, even restricting his freedom.
He was here to rent a house, not to suffer. Out of these ten rules, Zhou Yang could barely agree to five.
"Fang Jie, your demands are too excessive. I cannot agree."
"I'm here to rent a house. I pay money, you provide the house. This is a transaction, a deal. But now you're even trying to restrict my freedom."
"I'm sorry, I can't agree to this. I'll just stay in my previous room."
Zhou Yang finished speaking and was about to leave. He had already decided to look for a new place first thing tomorrow morning. As he said before, he was here to rent a house, not to be annoyed, and certainly not to be constrained.
"Stop!"
Seeing Zhou Yang about to leave, Fang Jie quickly blocked his way.
"Tell me which rule is unreasonable, it can be changed. Also, I provide three meals a day, and you can use the washing machine."
"My demands are actually not excessive. Think about it, I'm a single woman, without any reliance. If you bring some disreputable friends back, what if they have ill intentions towards me?"
"Also, I'm a light sleeper; even a slight noise will wake me up. If you come back too late, I might not be able to sleep all night."
"Besides, isn't it hard for me? The rent is so cheap, I even provide you with food and drink, and help you with your laundry. Are my demands excessive?"
As Fang Jie spoke, she rubbed her eyes, and in a short while, her eyes turned red. This was what Zhou Yang couldn't stand the most.
He felt as if he had committed some heinous crime, and instantly felt a sense of guilt, as if leaving like this would make him a heartless man who abandoned his wife and children.
Meanwhile, Fang Jie was muttering to herself.
"Look at you, can't I handle you?"
Actually, anyone with a bit of common sense knows that if you rub your eyes a few times, they will turn red, making it look like you're about to cry.
"Fang Jie, I can only agree to the first four rules, and the ninth. The others..."