Chapter 15 - Opening a Treasure Chest Again! (2/2)

It was also the first time Zhang Ye realized he was in the papers as he rushed forward, “Let me see that.”

“Although the distribution of this newspaper isn’t very wide and is a bit biased, it’s still not bad. You had such results just after entering the radio station?” After attacking him once, Rao Aimin sat with her legs crossed and quickly changed the subject, “When are you paying the rent? If you can’t pay, then clear the debt by doing house ch.o.r.es. It’s about time to clean the house again!”

Her att.i.tude flipped faster than flipping a book!

Zhang Ye smacked his lips, “Landlady auntie, see, I’m already now in the papers and am a person with status and fans. Can I…”

Rao Aimin did not wait for him to finish, “What status do you have? Your only status now is a debtor!”

Zhang Ye bargained, “I can do house ch.o.r.es for you, but you need need to provide me lunch and dinner.” He was almost unable to afford instant noodles.

Rao Aimin leered at him, “You even gave a condition?”

Zhang Ye grumbled, “I have not even eaten lunch. I can’t work, if I don’t eat.”

Rao Aimin clearly was reluctant as she curled her mouth before entering the kitchen. Afterwards, she threw a plastic bag with buns inside, “There’s only this! I bought it in the morning!”

Zhang Ye did not stand on ceremony. He wolfed them down right there and then without even heating it up.

Rao Aimin said disdainfully, “You only know how to eat. Did you not eat in your previous life? However, let me tell you that eating buns can kill!”

Zhang Ye had finished eating two buns in a blink of an eye as he nearly choked, “Eating buns can kill?”

“Why would I lie to you. There was a resident here who died last year because of eating buns. Who doesn’t know that!” Rao Aimin recalled.

There was indeed a person who had died last year. Although Zhang Ye was not here back then, he had heard about it after moving in. He was immediately scared out of his wits. In his previous world, he had heard of Sudan Red G, gutter oil and melamine which were big problems for food hygiene. Zhang Ye was already frightened. And now hearing that someone near him had died eating buns, his face turned white, as he cherished his life greatly. He tried to vomit out the buns that he had just eaten, but failed in doing so. Just as he felt like he could not tolerate it any further, he quickly asked, “How did that person die? Was it terrible?”

Rao Aimin swept the dust off her legs and sighed, “It was terrible, so terrible. That day, after he went out to buy buns, he got hit by a large truck, killing him!”

“He died from a collision?” Zhang Ye nearly fainted. “Then, what has that got to do with eating buns?”

“I did not say there was any connection.” Rao Aimin was in st.i.tches, clearly having teased Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye, “…”

Rao Aimin was feeling good as she smacked Zhang Ye in the head, “Alright, kid. Quickly tidy up the place after eating. Also, fill up the bathtub for me. I want to take a bath.”

Her smiles were like flowers and her expressions were sultry!

Although Rao Aimin teased Zhang Ye often and she had a bad temper, was older, had frequent mood swings, was cold to others, loved money like it was her life and was very venomous with her words, still.. she was very pretty!

In Zhang Ye’s dreams, he also wished to marry and have such a beautiful woman as his wife!

Hai. But upon further thought, it was quite useless. So what if you had a beautiful wife? After seeing her for so long and getting used to her, it would all be the same. It did not matter if she looked pretty or not. What? You don’t believe that? Let’s give an example. Who wouldn’t find his wife beautiful before marriage to the point of dying for love? But after being married for seven years, if you were to look into the eyes of your wife for more than a minute a day, then you can be considered to have been stung by your conscience and have rekindled your feelings!

Oh, of course, if you are outraged and say things like, “Bullsh*t, even after another 50 years, or even 500 years, I will still find my wife to be as pretty as a flower, one that can topple countries and is the world’s number one beauty.” Well, then I don’t even have to ask. Your wife must be beside you reading this book!

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