That night, Yang Xuan hugged Xiao Jing quietly and snuggled up to her. He was quiet and motionless.
In the end, Yang Xuan did not tell Xiao Jing the truth, because his true experience was far too shocking, far too shocking.
He only told Xiao Jing that he had been in a car accident and lost his memory. Then, he wandered for three years and only recovered his memory recently.
Xiao Jing lay on his chest like a cat. Her fingers gently stroked his chest. Her long eyelashes and tears were stuck together.
"Three years. How much have you suffered?" Her voice was trembling. Her heart was also trembling.
She couldn't imagine how Yang Xuan had survived these three years.
Yang Xuan hugged Xiao Jing and felt a little apologetic.
In fact, he wanted to tell Xiao Jing the truth, but he opened his mouth and didn't say it in the end.
He had too many things on his shoulders. He didn't want Xiao Jing to be involved.
For the next two days, the two didn't go anywhere. They just stayed in the room. They were like conjoined twins. Wherever he went, she would go.
On the third day, their sweet and happy days were finally interrupted by a hurried knock on the door.
"Pay the rent. Pay the rent." A sharp and piercing voice shouted outside the door.
Yang Xuan looked at Xiao Jing. Xiao Jing stuck out her tongue and explained, "Zhang Ping deliberately made things difficult for me. He didn't let the finance department give me my salary. I quit in a fit of anger. I haven't paid last month's rent yet."
Yang Xuan understood. He hugged Lou Xiao Jing tightly and gave her a reassuring look.
After opening the door, a fat woman instantly occupied Yang Xuan's sight.
When the fat woman saw Yang Xuan, she was stunned at first. Then, she asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm Ren Jing's boyfriend," Yang Xuan said generously.
The fat woman didn't suspect anything. She stretched out her hand and said sharply, "That's good. The rent for last month and this month is six thousand. Pay it."
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Auntie, can you give me a few more days?"
"Who are you calling auntie? Who are you calling auntie? "The fat woman suddenly exploded, her sharp voice resounding through the entire universe.
Yang Xuan's head hurt from the vibrations. He couldn't help but dig his ears and helplessly said, "I'm short-sighted. Sorry, let me take a closer look."
As he spoke, he deliberately approached a large number of fat women. After a while, he said angrily, "Why is a little girl like you here to collect rent? Let your parents do it."
The fat woman rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "Oh, young man, I like what you said. You have good taste."
Yang Xuan looked back at Xiao Jing proudly. Xiao Jing pursed her lips and smiled.
As long as Yang Xuan was there, she felt that even if the sky fell, it would not be a problem.
"How about this? Tomorrow, at the latest, you have to pay me the rent. Is that okay?" The fat woman thought for a moment and said.
"Don't worry. By the way, your skin is like a baby's. How do you take care of it?" Yang Xuan blurted out.
"Oh, you asked the right person. Let me tell you … blah blah blah …" The fat woman suddenly became interested and talked like a river.
After sending the landlord away with great difficulty, Yang Xuan's face was full of pride.
After a war of words, not only did he successfully push back the rent deadline by a week, he also waived 500 yuan.
If the warriors of the Martial God Star knew that the great demon Bai Qi could talk so much to a fat woman who was as fat as a pig for such a small amount of money, their eyeballs would fall to the ground.
But for Yang Xuan, it was actually a pleasure.
After returning to his hometown, he did not want to be a demon god anymore. He just wanted to be a mortal for a few days in peace.
"Look at how beautiful you are." Xiao Jing smiled secretly, her eyes turning into crescents.
"That's right. Your husband is not an ordinary person, you know? All-Mouthy King. "Yang Xuan kissed Xiao Jing fiercely.
"That's good. What do we do now? I only have a thousand dollars left. " Xiao Jing hid in Yang Xuan's arms and was unwilling to come out. She always felt that being in Yang Xuan's arms made her feel very comfortable and safe.
"That's not a problem." Yang Xuan did not care at all.
If he wanted money, wouldn't it be easy for a Soul Formation cultivator?
"How about I borrow some from my friends?" Xiao Jing was still worried and hesitated.
"Don't worry." Yang Xuan picked Xiao Jing up horizontally and walked towards the bed.
"Oh, what are you doing? Bad guy, save me. "Xiao Jing's face turned red and she deliberately shouted.
Bang!
Just as the young couple was fooling around, the wooden door, which was not very sturdy, suddenly made a loud noise, causing dust to fly everywhere.
Xiao Jing was shocked and quickly jumped out of Yang Xuan's arms, looking at Yang Xuan uneasily.
Yang Xuan's originally smiling face turned cold. He said coldly, "Heh, you don't know what's good for you."
Looking at Yang Xuan's cold eyes, Xiao Jing could not help but shiver. Her face turned pale and bloodless.
For some reason, she seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in Yang Xuan's eyes.
"Little Fan …" She mumbled, feeling a little uneasy.
Yang Xuan was stunned. Looking at Xiao Jing's pale face, he realized that something was wrong.
He quickly restrained his killing intent and smiled. "It's okay. It's okay."
The cold feeling disappeared, and Xiao Jing breathed a sigh of relief. Yang Xuan had really scared her just now.
Yang Xuan gave Xiao Jing a look to tell her that it was okay, then walked over and opened the door.
At the door, Zhang Ping looked at Yang Xuan with a cold smile. There were five or six strong men standing behind him.
Yang Xuan rolled his eyes and suddenly turned to ask Xiao Jing, "How much does he owe you?"
Xiao Jing did not understand what Yang Xuan meant. She said blankly, "Two months, 10,000 yuan."
Yang Xuan nodded and then said to Zhang Ping, "How about this? Give me 100,000 yuan as compensation for Xiao Jing's psychological damage, and I'll let you go."
"What?" Zhang Ping was stunned at the door. He did not understand what Yang Xuan said.
After a long while, he understood. He was furious and did not talk nonsense. He shouted, "Beat him!"
After that, he shrank back. The five or six strong men behind him rushed in and pounced on Yang Xuan fiercely.
Bang! Bang!
Bang! After a few soft sounds, the five or six strong men lay on the ground like dead fish. They were foaming at the mouth and could not get up.
Xiao Jing covered her mouth in shock. Her eyes were wide open and full of disbelief.
Zhang Ping's face turned pale. There was no color at all.
He often did this kind of thing. How could he not know?
He did not even see Yang Xuan's movements clearly. Several bodyguards were lying on the ground, and he did not know whether they were dead or alive. How could he not know that he had met a tough guy?
"You … I …" Zhang Ping did not know what to say. He turned and ran before he could finish.
But the next moment, he felt that his neck was being pulled. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get rid of it.
"Spare … spare me …" He turned around with great effort. Looking at Yang Xuan, who was close at hand, he almost knelt down.
"100,000 yuan!" Yang Xuan punched him lightly in the abdomen.
Blergh!
Zhang Ping felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. He almost vomited. Large beads of sweat flowed down his forehead.
"Give … give … I'll give …" He still had a bit of consciousness. He struggled to say.
Yang Xuan dragged him into the house and threw him on the ground. "Go. Ask your bodyguards to get the money."
"No … no need … there's money in the car," Zhang Ping said with great effort.
Yang Xuan looked at a bodyguard at the door. The bodyguard shuddered and quickly crawled out of the door. He struggled to run downstairs.
Not long after, he returned and handed a leather bag to Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan opened it. There were ten stacks of red banknotes. It was exactly 100,000 yuan.
"Okay, you can call the police now," Yang Xuan said deliberately as he kicked Zhang Ping up.
"No … I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare." Zhang Ping quickly shook his head.
"Get lost!" Yang Xuan spat out two words coldly.
Zhang Ping felt as if he had been pardoned. He scrambled and ran away with his bodyguards.
"Ha, I have money now." Yang Xuan turned around and smiled at Xiao Jing.
Xiao Jing did not smile. Her eyes were still wide open. She looked at Yang Xuan in disbelief.
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