That night, Ji Fengyu brought some of his good friends to live with him in his big villa. The 'villa' was a bit deceptive, but at least it still protected them from wind and rain. Since they now owned the villa, they thought about having some other things as well.
For example, things like incense sticks, poker cards, mahjong, and other food and entertainment items. These were all the things that they were currently lacking. There was no way they could endure it when opportunities were so close at hand. Ghost life was very long and really boring when there was nothing to do. They needed some fun too.
So when Le Yao and Xu Yao returned to their house, there were already three ghost brothers waiting for them inside. One of them was Ji Fengyu. Needless to say, there were two new ghosts that Le Yao didn't know.
One of them was Song He. He had died at the age of 32, had a big body and a bald head. He looked like a butcher. Before his death, he had opened a supermarket chain. His supermarket chain, 'Songhe', was said to be very popular at that time.
The other was Wang Feixia, who died when he was 28 years old. He owned a food business, and had sold spicy crawfish when he was alive. This man had a build which was totally opposite from that of Song He's. Song He stood there as strong as an iron tower, while Wang Feixia was as thin as a bean sprout.
The two had died more than 20 years after Ji Fengyu's death. So, compared to them, Ji Fengyu looked very young, but they were still all brothers.
Upon hearing Ji Fengyu's introduction, Le Yao said to Xu Yao, "I'm going to the bathroom first."
Xu Yao also happened to have something he needed to check, so he casually answered "Hmm". What he didn't know was that his little wife had just entered the bathroom and had begun to 'talk' with 'another man'!
Xu Yao couldn't hear Ji Fengyu talk, so naturally, Ji Fengyu didn't have to lower his voice. He spoke directly to Le Yao. But Le Yao was concerned about Xu Yao overhearing him, so he wrote his responses with his fingers on the floor.
Le Yao: Have you received the house?
Ji Fengyu: "You still bother to ask such a question? Actually making me a house from a random paper box! Are we still brothers? There are so many random things inside it."
Le Yao: It's still usable. Just make do with it first. The original owner of my body borrowed some money and didn't pay it back. Today, the company deducted all the money in my account and made me owe a debt. I'm in trouble now. Do you have any good ways to make money? I can't afford to buy you supplies without money.
Ji Fengyu: "Can't you change this 'paper box' house soon?"
Nonsense! Who told me that Omegas don't have any moral integrity? Don't you know that I am an Omega now? I burned this house for you and yet you're not satisfied!
Song He then asked, "Is it convenient for you to tell us how much you owe?"
Le Yao: 2.3 million.
Wang Feixia: "That's just a trifle."
Le Yao: "…"
How can you say it is just 'a trifle'? This is a lot, okay!
Ji Fengyu: "Does your family not care about you?"
Le Yao: It's hard to say. My stepmother is like a snake and a scorpion.
Everyone said that the original host was a loser. But he hadn't been like that at the beginning. It was Jiang Xinduo, who was strict with her own child, but only said good things to the original body and indulged him in everything he did. Jiang Xinduo bought him whatever he wanted, and she was very caring to him on the outside, which made people believe that she was a kind stepmother, rarely found in the world. But what about the reality? By taking advantage of Le Feishan's absence at home and his busy work, the woman provided a child who was still naive, everything he wanted and pampered him.
Later, as the original host grew older, he spent more and more money. The woman secretly dug some pits for him. However, Jiang Xinduo's worst action against him was not this one. When Le Yao was 17, she suddenly began to reduce his pocket money by a large amount.
The original host had been used to luxury since childhood. In school, he was always the most remarkable person. He ate the best food and wore the best clothes. And now, with 95% less pocket money, he couldn't do the same again. He didn't know that it was just 5% of his original pocket money, but he felt that it was not enough. It would be strange if this didn't have a backlash. He began to borrow money from his classmates to cope with his situation.
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In the beginning, he knew that Jiang Xinduo would help him pay back the loans, but after a few times, Jiang Xinduo began to refuse. She not only refused, but also told Le Feishan that she had persuaded Le Yao first since she didn't want to worry Le Feishan on this matter. She had wanted to help him pay back the money so many times but the original host still wouldn't grow up. Not only didn't he understand her hard work, but he also became angry with her.
Le Feishan came to think that his son was so unruly. Couldn't he be angry at his behavior? On the same day, he called the original body back from the school and scolded him so much that he was so shocked. After that day, the relationship between father and son was completely frozen.
Anyway, Le Yao didn't expect anything much from Le Feishan now. He just wanted to make money by himself.
Ji Fengyu said: "It's a pity that we don't have money here now, but even if there was, it wouldn't be valid in the living world. Otherwise, you can send something to the Underworld. There is a market there."
Le Yao: What you said doesn't really help.
At this time, Song He said, "In fact, he's not completely wrong. We don't have paper money right now, but we do have something valuable from the living world."
Wang Feixia: "You mean…"
Ji Fengyu: "Burial objects?"
A friendship dating over a hundred years between the three had cultivated a kind of tacit understanding. When Ji Fengyu said that, the other two nodded.
Song He said: "Although our generation has no funeral objects, some old guys still have them. They've been hungry for so many years. It's no use for the dead to guard such things now. As long as they can get some incense and new clothes, they will definitely hand over the burial objects."
Le Yao: You want me to sell tombs?!
Ji Fengyu: "Or else? Le Yao, first of all, you need to find us some incense. We also need to find something valuable enough for you."
Le Yao: The question then is how can I sell it? I'm Xu Yao's wife in name now. If I sell Chinese antiques, it surely will lead to trouble for him, ah!
Song He said, "Let's find you something that can't be identified as an antique, such as precious stones and jades."
Le Yao: That's right, those will do!!!
Wang Feixia said: "It's not hard to find valuable things, but Brother Xiao Le, you have to think about how to sell them. There is no pawnshop here."
Le Yao: How can I sell them? Let's get our hands on the things first. It's too late to discuss more today. Tomorrow, I'll think about how to make the incense. What else do you want? I'll see if I can burn it for you.
The three ghost brothers exclaimed simultaneously, "Poker!"
Le Yao: "…"
Xu Yao didn't see Le Yao come out from the bathroom even after lying on the bed for a long time. He shouted, "Le Yaoyao, did you fall asleep in there?"
He still wanted to tease his little wife before he went to sleep. Why hadn't he come out?
Le Yao replied quickly, "I haven't! But I have to take a bath, you… you go to sleep first!"
Sleep? Xu Yao had no grievances today. He felt very light and wasn't sleepy at all. So in a short while, Le Yao, who had just wanted to take a bath and opened the bathroom's door to get his clothes, was welcomed by a guy wearing a pair of long black knitted pajamas which exposed his strong abdominal muscles.
The scent of Xu Yao's pheromones vaguely penetrated into Le Yao's nose. Other people's pheromones smelled like sea salt, pine, mint, lemon, etc., but Le Yao felt that the taste of this man was like the smell of war, accompanied with a strong aggressiveness that radiated out of the man unconsciously.
Le Yao was pushed back and blocked into a cramped small space. His spirit, which was weaker than that of an Alpha since birth, was somewhat affected. When he spoke, he inadvertently sounded a little weak, "Do you also need to go to the bathroom?"
Xu Yao didn't answer. His eyes, squinting slightly, passed through Le Yao and fell on a spot behind him.
There was nothing there, but strangely, he felt that someone was looking at him.
Song He looked at the man's wolf-like eyes and started to feel a little lousy, so he quickly drifted aside and said, "Brother Xiao Le, your husband is too alert. You must be careful in the future."
Le Yao blinked to say that he would pay attention in reply. At this time, Xu Yao returned his gaze to Le Yao, whom he looked at thoughtfully. He stroked his neck gland slowly and exited the bathroom.
Upon hearing the sound of the door closing, Le Yao breathed a silent sigh of relief, and then waved at Ji Fengyu to hurry back.
Ji Fengyu was also going to get busy looking for things, so he didn't stay for long. He just told Le Yao about Song He and Wang Feixia's eight characters of birth, and then they quickly drifted away.
Le Yao went to get a set of pajamas and then returned to the bathroom again.
He thought that he would bathe for a long time today, but in fact, he only took less than five minutes. He was scared into a quick bath by a message in his communicator, due to which he hurriedly wiped his body and left the bathroom. He stared at the extra one million yuan in his account. He sat down on the bed and asked the person who had already been lying on the bed, "You… How can you transfer so much money to me?"
Although it seemed that he owed a little more than a hundred yuan to Uncle Ming, if it was just for living expenses, this amount was enough for ordinary families to have a good life for at least three or five years.
Xu Yao said, "I will give you the living expenses from now on."
Le Yao was so glad that he immediately promised him, "Ok! You can rest assured, I won't spend it on anything useless!"
Xu Yao's heart felt itchy when he looked at his cute little rabbit. This may be due to the failing that many men had, but upon seeing such a pure and beautiful person, he couldn't help but have some evil thoughts. Fortunately, he was not that bad at controlling himself, so he just smiled and said, "It's alright. Besides buying vegetables, you can buy whatever you want with it. Isn't it natural for a husband to spend money on his wife?"
In a flash, Le Yao blushed, "Un, no, anyway, I'm sure I won't spend too much."
Xu Yao lit another cigarette and said, "Well, I believe in you."
"Thank you," said Le Yao.
At this time, his communicator rang with an incoming message tone again.
The message from a certain credit company stated: Dear user, we have successfully deducted 1,000,000 yuan from your account, and the current amount of your remaining debt is 1,304,722 yuan.
Le Yao's brain buzzed as he finished reading the message. The two red blush spots on his cheeks were directly and thoroughly covered by ice and snow. He clenched his lips and looked at Xu Yao. He wanted to cry and swallow the communication device out of anger.
Xu Yao asked him, "What's the matter?"
Le Yao said with apprehension, "I… can I talk to you about something?"
Xu Yao flicked his cigarette to remove the ash as he said, "Say it."
Le Yao asked timidly, "Well… can I borrow some money from you first?"
Seeing that Xu Yao looked puzzled, Le Yao confessed, "I borrowed three million yuan from a credit company a few months ago because of something, and I have to pay it back by its due date. But when I came here, my father only gave me a million yuan. So, I still owe a little more than two million yuan. The one million you just transferred to me has been debited directly to the credit company just now."
When Xu Yao transferred the money, he knew it would probably result in this, because the credit companies of Tarot Empire have always been allowed to debit the amount in an account by themselves. Even so, he didn't immediately agree to Le Yao's request after hearing it. Instead, he asked Le Yao, "Under what name would you like to borrow the money? As a new acquaintance or my wife?"
Le Yao stammered, "T… That.. What's the difference?"
Xu Yao said, "Of course, it's not the same. If it's just someone I know, they will have to pay interest. One million dollars in interest. But if it's my wife… " Xu Yao sat up and leaned on the bed's headrest, "I wouldn't charge interest to my wife, right? And since it's for my wife, don't you have to do something first?"
Le Yao's brain quickly calculated that if he borrowed one million yuan which was accompanied with an interest of one million yuan, the just transferred one million yuan from a few moments ago was also equivalent to a loan. In total, he then would have to pay back nearly five million yuan to Xu Yao?
My God!!!
When Xu Yao saw that Le Yao had blown up like a puffer fish in anger, he tried to resist the sudden urge that arose in him, that of squashing him under his arms as he said, "Tell me, which 'you' would borrow it?"
Le Yao tried to negotiate, "I will make you delicious food every day. Can't you make the interest cheaper?"
Xu Yao replied without thinking, "No."
Le Yao: （╯‵□′）╯︵┴─┴
Xu Yao asked, "So, do you want to be my wife?"
Le Yao stared at him with a look in his eyes that said: We have just known each other for a few days! What wife!?
Xu Yao twisted the end of his cigarette and said, "Well, I'll send you back to Xingdu tomorrow then. We'll get a divorce."
Le Yao was on the verge of biting this man as he shouted, "No!" He then realized that his tone was wrong and spoke in a softer voice, "I… I mean, we have only gotten married a few days ago, shouldn't we cultivate our feelings first? If you send me away, our relationship can't be developed!" The most important thing is that I would have to leave my best friend alone here! And what would I do if I get an estrus period?
"In other words, you're asking me as my wife?"
Le Yao forced himself to calm down and said, "You'd better discuss about what I just said I want to do first."
Xu Yao said, "I'll listen to you after you lie down on the bed."
Le Yao felt that his heart would pop out from his throat as he argued back nervously, "You, you'd better say it first, in case I… Ah!"
Suddenly, without waiting for Le Yao to finish his sentence, Xu Yao pulled him by his arm towards him and then pressed him down with his body. His face slowly neared Le Yao, who could hear his heart beat faster and faster as Xu Yao closed the gap between them. He couldn't help but turn his head sideways in order to avoid those burning eyes.
However, the expected kiss didn't come, instead, Xu Yao's low laughter, tinged with mischief, rang in his ear, "Coward, how could you be so afraid? Is my self-control that bad?" After saying that, he let go of the man under him, and calmly called out, "Leslie?"
A clear male voice sounded from the communicator: "Yes, General."
"Transfer another two million yuan to my wife," said Xu Yao.
"Yes, General," replied the electronic male voice.
Xu Yao entered the quilt again, and at the same time, turned his back to Le Yao and seemed as if he was going to sleep. Le Yao finally realized that he was being teased. At this moment, he really wanted to beat up Xu Yao's back in silence. Of course, he didn't hit Xu Yao. Every time his fist was about one or two centimeters from his back, he stopped.
Who knew that when he had just swung his hand for the third time to beat Xu Yao, this black-bellied person suddenly whispered, "You want to murder your husband without pulling the curtains?"
Le Yao looked up and his eyes widened! The window had reflected his actions!
Xu Yao turned his head and looked at Le Yao with raised eyebrows. Le Yao was scared by this, so he quickly buried his head into his pillow and then pretended to be dead.
On this dark and windy night, an ostrich named Le Yao had lost the courage to live.
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The author has something to say:
Le Yao: I'm an angry ball!
Xu Yao: Come and let me poke first, lest the wind blow you away.
Le Yao: （╯‵□′）╯︵┴─┴