Succeeded by the toilet, failed by the toilet!
It was truly a coincidence; Su Xiaojiu had literally popped out of this very toilet, and now, the toilet had exposed her again.
"I use two sets by myself, is that not allowed?"
An Miao chuckled softly.
"Are you taking me for a fool?"
He turned and exited the bathroom, looking at the tightly closed bedroom door.
An Miao sneered.
"There's someone inside, isn't there?"
He reached out to open the door, but he found a strong hand gripping his arm, and he couldn't move at all.
"Don't move around, this is my home."
An Miao didn't speak, he just tugged hard, trying to break free from An Chen, but he was startled to find that An Chen's strength was immense; the hand gripping his arm was like an iron clamp, and when he pulled hard, An Chen didn't even budge.
Is this reasonable?
He could understand a young man of this age being strong and energetic, but not to this extent, right?
After trying for a long time, An Miao still couldn't break free, so he had no choice but to turn around and say irritably:
"Let go!"
An Chen saw that he wasn't going to open the door, and only then did he release his grip.
"Hmph, your body has gotten sturdy!" An Miao grumbled as he walked towards the living room: "I'm telling you, although theoretically, you are the first in line to inherit this house! But I am my brother's younger brother! I should also have a share! The house was given to you, but you didn't give me a single cent in compensation! This house isn't yours to use however you please!"
He then pointed at the bedroom where Su Xiaojiu was staying and loudly shouted:
"Without my permission, how dare you rent out the room to someone else?!"
These days, many people rent out rooms, but they don't necessarily rent the entire house; instead, they rent a single room, allowing themselves to live there too, and the price is lower.
Hearing that this was what An Miao thought, An Chen also felt relieved.
Imagination truly is a wonderful thing.
An Miao seemed to want to disturb the “tenant” inside by shouting loudly, but Su Xiaojiu was very obedient to An Chen; she made no sound at all until An Chen told her to come out.
After shouting for a long time, An Miao was a bit tired, but there was no movement inside the room, and An Chen, in front of him, still stared at him expressionlessly, not saying a word.
"What the hell... Is there anyone in there or not?!"
An Chen still didn't speak, just stared at him.
"You're not going to talk, are you?!"
An Miao got angry, quickly walked over, and just as he raised his hand, An Chen in front of him dodged, swiftly moving behind him.
"Uncle, please leave early, I still have things to do."
An Miao suddenly turned his head, looking at An Chen behind him, whose expression had turned into a forced smile, and inexplicably felt a bit of fear.
He then recalled the immense strength An Chen had unleashed when he clamped his arm earlier.
He had still subconsciously thought of An Chen as an underage child, but now he realized that An Chen was a strong young man.
People of this age are the most vigorous and also the most impulsive; if An Chen really lost his temper and did something to him, he wouldn't be able to stop him.
He still ran morning exercises at school every day, but he had been lying at home every day, not exercising at all; now his muscles had atrophied, and An Chen could beat him half to death with one punch.
This was his judgment without knowing that An Chen was a Cultivator; based on An Chen's current strength, one punch could literally knock his brains out.
Of course, An Chen was by no means as irrational as he imagined.
"Just you wait."
After leaving this remark, An Miao left resentfully.
This was the first time he had stumbled with An Chen.
In the past, every time he came over, he would always annoy An Chen for a long time, then argue about the property distribution for a long time, and only then would he leave.
Today, An Miao didn't know what was going on, but An Chen was surprisingly so unyielding.
"Come out."
Listening to An Miao's footsteps slowly fade away, and the sound of the elevator door closing in the hallway, An Chen slowly exhaled and called out towards the room.
Su Xiaojiu opened the door, first slowly poked out half her head to observe the situation inside the room, and then ran out.
Su Xiaojiu suddenly felt that, compared to before she went back into the room, the “Qi pressure” in the living room outside seemed to have dropped significantly, and even An Chen's expression wasn't very good.
Although An Chen often had such an expressionless face in many situations, after all, Su Xiaojiu had spent so many days with An Chen that she could already discern some differences from An Chen's poker face.
Moreover, An Chen had a slight smile on his face when he was at home with her these past few days.
She had probably heard most of the conversation between An Chen and the other person just now, but Su Xiaojiu didn't quite understand it, she just felt that the visitor was very despicable.
Who goes to someone's house and asks if they're dead or not?
This person seemed to be An Chen's uncle? Is there such an uncle?!
"He's your uncle? Why does he talk like that?"
An Chen shook his head.
"He doesn't treat me as family, and neither do I. You can just call him An Miao."
"What was all that he was saying just now? I only heard about dividing houses and giving money and compensation, I didn't really understand."
So An Chen explained the inheritance issues on Earth.
Su Xiaojiu then suddenly understood.
"But aren't you your parents' only child? Isn't it only right for you to inherit these things? Didn't you just say you're the first in line for inheritance? What does he have to cause a fuss about?"
An Chen gave a bitter smile and shook his head.
"Because I'm a minor, there are many loopholes that can be exploited in that regard. After my father died, he naturally became my guardian, and things got more complicated after that."
Su Xiaojiu nodded, half-understanding, then asked with a slight nervousness:
"Then, is it possible that we won't be able to live in this house anymore?"
An Chen looked at her nervous expression and smiled helplessly.
"My parents didn't leave me much, only this house. I won't let that scoundrel take it from my hands."
Even before, when he still had to be obsequious in front of An Miao, An Chen had always maintained the determination not to let An Miao take the house. Now, An Chen felt even more confident.
Now, who did An Miao think he was?
"Don't worry about such things. We have money now, we can always make sure you have a place to live."
After saying this, An Chen pricked up his ears again, because he heard footsteps coming from the door once more.
Who was it this time?
From the sound of the footsteps, An Chen felt it didn't sound like An Miao's, nor like the footsteps of the other few people he was familiar with.
The door was soon knocked. An Chen gestured to Su Xiaojiu, who obediently hid back inside the room, while An Chen peered out through the peephole.
Outside the door were a pair of unfamiliar young people, a man and a woman, both not much older, similar in age to An Chen.
"Hello, who are you looking for?"
An Chen cautiously opened the door only a small crack.