Chapter 9

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This made Ou Yang Feifei, who was usually very confident, feel very uncomfortable. She felt as if she were a pitiful homeless stray kitten, wanting to hide in a house to avoid the rain but being kicked out.

A raging fire burned fiercely in her heart.

"First, I am the owner of this house. What does it have to do with me if you sign a lease with someone else?" Wang Yong said lazily, not taking her anger seriously, and mimicked her tone: "Second, if you want to exercise your CEO power, do it at the company. It's after work now, and this is my home. President Ou Yang, you can't be naive enough to think that just because I became your subordinate, I turned into your slave, right? We live in a socialist country where everyone is equal, not a feudal society."

"You..." Ou Yang Feifei, already annoyed, felt a surge of indignant anger in her chest. Her beautiful eyes widened, and she glared at him angrily: "I don't care about your relationship with Teacher Zhao. In any case, she has rented the house to me, and I have paid the rent. Now, I have the right to use this house. If you have any issues, you can negotiate with Teacher Zhao. Now, I'm tired and want to rest. Please leave."

"Oh?" Wang Yong leaned back on the sofa, looking at her with interest: "So, President, you plan to forcibly occupy my home and drive me, the owner, out? Ha, I advise you to leave now. Don't provoke me, or I'll throw you out."

"Throw me out?" Ou Yang Feifei stood up abruptly, glaring at Wang Yong, and retorted with a cold laugh: "Fine, I, Ou Yang Feifei, will stand here and see how you throw me out."

"Wow, you're really getting serious, huh? You're even being defiant?" A sharp light flashed in Wang Yong's eyes as he half-closed them: "Since you want to feel what it's like to be thrown out, I'll oblige you." With that, he stood up and approached her step by step.

"Hey, what are you going to do? Don't be reckless. I'll scream. If you touch me, I'll call it sexual harassment." Ou Yang Feifei, seeing him really coming closer, was both furious and panicked. However, she was the type who wouldn't back down no matter how tough the situation.

"Go ahead, scream if you want. It doesn't matter if everyone comes to see. By the way, I heard you came back from America? You must like calling the police, right? Best to call them too." Wang Yong grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards the door, saying disdainfully: "I don't believe that just because you're a 'sea turtle' CEO, you can act so arrogantly. Occupying someone's home and justifying it? Let the police decide, and we can also call some media to talk about it."

Ou Yang Feifei, whose wrist was gripped, struggled fiercely, her face a mix of shock and anger. She shouted: "Wang, what are you doing? You scoundrel, you have no manners. Let go of me quickly." With her strength, how could she possibly break free? It felt like her wrist was clamped in an iron vise, not too tight, but enough to make her whole body feel numb and weak.

"Click!" Wang Yong twisted the door open, ready to throw her out. But then he saw a middle-aged woman with fair skin and a lingering charm appear at the stairwell. She wore glasses and looked refined, but her dark eye bags suggested she was either old or tired. Compared to five years ago, she seemed much older and more haggard. She was about to knock on the door when it suddenly opened, and she exclaimed in surprise: "Xiao Wang! You, you really came back?"

Wang Yong glanced at her and said coldly: "Isn't this Teacher Zhao? So you still remember me, Wang Yong. I thought you assumed I was dead."

"Xiao Wang, what you're saying... Oh, this is my fault. Please listen to me explain." Zhao Rong forced a dry laugh, then noticed he was holding a girl's wrist and quickly said: "Xiao Wang, please let go of the girl first. Let's talk calmly. We're all neighbors who have known each other for years. It wouldn't be good if others saw this."

"There's nothing to laugh about. For old times' sake, I won't hold this against you. Now, I formally tell you, I'm back, and I won't rent this house to anyone." Wang Yong turned his head coldly and said: "Miss Ou Yang, you don't really want me to use force, do you?"

"Wang Yong, you dare!" Ou Yang Feifei was extremely shocked and angry, struggling fiercely but to no avail. Wang Yong's actions had completely ignited her. She said coldly: "Please let me go immediately, or I'll make you pay."

"Do whatever you want." Wang Yong frowned, tightened his grip, and prepared to throw her out.

"Xiao Wang, Xiao Wang, calm down." Seeing this, Teacher Zhao became anxious and hurriedly stepped into the room, pushing Wang Yong inside: "For the sake of your aunt, let's sit down and discuss this. Don't use force. Xiao Wang, for the sake of your mother, who I took good care of, please help your aunt. This time, I really had no choice."

Hearing the word "mother," Wang Yong's heart couldn't help but tremble. He remembered how Teacher Zhao had taken care of his mother in life and work when they first came to No. 19 High School. The two families had always been close. Indeed, if not for that, he wouldn't have trusted Teacher Zhao with such a precious house to maintain and care for.

Seeing her anxious and pleading, Wang Yong's heart softened. He let go of her wrist and walked back coldly: "Alright, let's talk inside. But, Teacher Zhao, I want to make it clear that I won't rent this house to anyone."

"Wang, what are you showing off for? It's just a破房子 (broken house), right?" Ou Yang Feifei was overwhelmed with anger and said sarcastically: "Do you think you're the only one with a house in Huaihai City?"

"Fine, let's get Teacher Zhao to return your deposit and rent. Then, Queen Majesty, you can rent somewhere else, a villa or a luxury apartment, whatever you like. This is a破房子 (broken house), and a small temple can't accommodate a great Buddha." Wang Yong said calmly: "Of course, don't forget your luggage."

Although this was a solution, Ou Yang Feifei couldn't swallow her anger. She had never suffered such a loss in her life. She crossed her arms and pouted: "Wang, do you think I can just pay rent and you can return it and stop renting whenever you want? Let me tell you, it's not that simple. According to the contract, if you want to terminate it for a valid reason, you must notify the tenant one month in advance and compensate with at least three times the monthly rent, covering the tenant's losses. If you want to drive me out, come back in a month and compensate me for my losses."

"Miss Ou Yang, please calm down. Let me talk to Xiao Wang." Teacher Zhao's face turned pale, and she quickly tried to calm Ou Yang Feifei. Then, she walked to Wang Yong, looking awkward and embarrassed, and said in a low, humble voice: "Xiao Wang, I'm sorry. I violated your trust."

Wang Yong wasn't truly unreasonable. If someone tried to be tough with him, he would definitely go all the way. But if someone spoke to him calmly and reasonably, he was quite understanding and considerate.

Seeing Teacher Zhao so guilty and humble, he couldn't bear to be harsh with her. After all, she was a half-elder and had once helped his mother and him. He quickly stood up, helped her sit down, and handed her a bottle of mineral water from his luggage, saying softly: "Aunt Zhao, take your time. Is something wrong? We can always return the money to Miss Ou Yang if necessary." In fact, Teacher Zhao had been quite dedicated. He had entrusted the house to her for five years, and if she were greedy, she might have secretly rented it out long ago.

Teacher Zhao, feeling guilty, sat half on the chair, looking awkward and embarrassed, and said with her head down: "This, this is because Auntie was really in a desperate situation. I never thought about renting the house out. It was just that my niece, knowing about our family's situation and our need for money, and knowing that I was taking care of a house for someone, suggested it. She needed to rent a quiet and good house for her company's distant relative. I was foolish and thought you hadn't come back in five years and wouldn't return soon, so I agreed."

Wang Yong's brows furrowed, confused: "Auntie, I remember you and Uncle are both teachers. That's a stable job. How could you suddenly need so much money?"

"It's about Miaomiao, that girl. Do you remember her? She just got into FD University and was suddenly diagnosed with kidney failure." Teacher Zhao's expression darkened, and tears streamed down her face: "My daughter, she's really had a hard life."

"Miaomiao?" Wang Yong stood up in shock: "Of course I remember her. How did she suddenly get such a serious illness?"

Even Ou Yang Feifei, who had been standing nearby, couldn't help but gasp in surprise, covering her mouth. Her eyes showed sympathy for Teacher Zhao, and her anger at her nearly fraudulent behavior dissipated.

"This is a sudden and unexpected disaster." Teacher Zhao cried, heartbroken: "We are teachers, with stable income, but not wealthy. As you know, that illness is very expensive. To raise money for her kidney transplant, we've used up all our savings over the years. I even pawned my jewelry. We owe money to relatives and friends and almost had to sell our house. Xiao Wang, I know this house is special to you, and I'm really sorry this time."

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