Eating rice one bite at a time, the more he ate, the angrier he got. It's bad enough that life was crappy, but even the food was lacking salt and vinegar.
This motel is the same one where Ye Tian stole the motorcycle.
There was a knock on the door from outside. When he opened it, it was the landlady.
"Time to pay the rent, four thousand nine."
She was a woman both beautiful in face and figure, wearing clothes that accentuated her assets, often throwing sultry glances capable of turning the world upside down. In plain terms, she was a woman who could seduce to the bone; even if someone took ten bottles of Brother Wei's pills or drank twenty kilograms of Tiger Bone Wine, they wouldn't last three rounds with her.
She had a bit of that Jin Xiangyu vibe from Dragon Gate Inn.
"Landlady, I've only been living here for three days, how could the rent already be five thousand yuan?" Ye Tian was more sensitive about money than women; in his heart, Tang Su was irreplaceable by anyone.
