Bi Xie listened to the woman's shrill voice and sneered. If An Xie's mother hadn't lent them 250,000 yuan, would they have been able to afford this house?
Moreover, An Xie's mother took care of An Xie's maternal grandparents during their final years of illness, but after An Xie's maternal grandparents passed away, An Xie's uncle and aunt broke into the cabinet and took all the savings the two elders had put there.
To say that An Xie's mother was foolish, An Xie's maternal grandparents had written a will, leaving the house under their names to An Xie's mother. However, An Xie's mother couldn't resist her brother and sister-in-law's pitiful act in front of her, and they kept adhering to the traditional idea that a married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl. In the end, she was coaxed by her brother and sister-in-law to tear up the will.
Before Anxie's maternal grandmother's 49th-day memorial service was even over, Anxie's uncle and aunt hurriedly made Anxie's mother go through the process of notarizing the relinquishment of the property, which was extremely unseemly.
Later, fearing that Anxie's mother might change her mind, the two sold Anxie's maternal grandparents' house and then bought another one, registering it in both their names. Now they are peacefully collecting rent from that house.
Thinking of this, Bi Xie let out a cold laugh.
Haven't they taken advantage of her family enough? And now they're asking her for rent.
What a big face! Why doesn't it go be used as a washbasin?
"Auntie, if you don't open the door, I'm calling the police."
The woman inside the door was stunned for a moment, then her cursing intensified: "Call the police? Go ahead and call! This is my house, so what? Is it illegal not to let you in? Anxie, I'm telling you this now, if you don't pay your rent this month, not only you, but your brother will be kicked out too!"
The woman's shout was so loud that Bi Xie felt that if the house hadn't been built with reinforced concrete and was sturdy, it might have collapsed from the shock.
Across the hallway, the little boy timidly opened a crack in the door, his dark eyes landing on the girl locked outside.
Sister An was locked out by her aunt again.
Aunt An's aunt is so mean!
As the little boy was thinking this, a flash of silver light suddenly caught his eye.
The next moment, he couldn't help but push open the door and rush over, "Sister An—"
"Xuanxuan!"
The woman hurriedly chased after them, and when she saw the scene before her, she screamed in fright. She grabbed the boy and held him protectively in her arms, her eyes filled with terror as she looked at the gleaming knife in the girl's hand. She stammered, "An... Anxie, talk to your aunt about what's wrong. Don't... don't do anything rash. Listen to your aunt, put... put the knife down first."
Bi Xie was taken aback when someone rushed out from behind him, and felt a little guilty.
She was just putting on an act; she didn't expect it to scare people.
"It's alright," the girl smiled.
The little boy was so scared that he cried.
The woman was momentarily stunned by the girl's smile, then frowned. How could everything be alright? They'd even used a knife.
Inside the door, Anxie's aunt was unaware of what was happening outside. Hearing screams and cries, she couldn't hold back any longer and peered through the peephole, only to find a sharp kitchen knife.
The girl, holding a laptop, said, "Yes, police officers, you really need to come quickly. If you're late, my aunt is going to drive me to my death. Life is too tiring..."
Before the phone call was even finished, An Xie's aunt flung open the door like a whirlwind and pulled Bi Xie, who was about to give her the address, inside.
The phone was thrown on the ground, and the screen shattered instantly.
Bi Xie's face darkened slightly: Damn! Her only cell phone! It's worth at least 20 yuan, or at worst, you could exchange it for a kitchen knife or a basin.
"You brat! You actually dared to call the police!"
The obese middle-aged woman reached out to grab Bi Xie's hair, cursing, "I really regret raising such an ungrateful wretch like you! Your mother is dead, and you've become so ill-mannered. I'll beat you to death!"
"Try mentioning my mother again?" The girl's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the sharp blade slapped against the middle-aged woman's face.
The icy chill made the woman shiver immediately, her eyes darting around in panic. She yelled at the top of her lungs, "What... what do you want to do? What's wrong with me bringing it up? Your mother is already dead. If it weren't for your uncle and me taking you in all these years, you and your brother would have starved to death long ago!"
Bi Xie sneered, scraping the woman's chubby face, which had a double chin big enough to trap several mosquitoes, with the blade. "Her face is indeed big enough."
"Did you and your uncle ever pay my and my brother's tuition or buy us a single piece of clothing? Even meals, my brother and I always ate your leftovers. I did all the housework. When Ding Murou had poor grades in school, my brother tutored her until late at night for free..."
"An Xie! Let go of my mother! Let me tell you, this is a society ruled by law. If you hurt my mother, I will definitely sue you until you go to jail!" Ding Murou ran out of the bedroom in slippers, intending to watch the show, but she didn't expect An Xie to actually take out a knife.
Even the uncle, who had been pretending to watch TV and not want to get involved, couldn't stay out of it any longer. He slowly walked over and, with the air of a good-natured man, advised, "Xiao Xie, what's wrong with you? Put the knife down quickly, don't scare your aunt."
The middle-aged man wearing glasses looked at the fast food the girl was carrying and said gently, "Is this food for Xiaochen? Xiaochen is waiting for you inside. This morning she kept asking me why you didn't come back last night."
Bi Xie glanced at his uncle, who only knew how to smooth things over, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips. "Whether I came back last night or not, don't you and your aunt know perfectly well?"
The man's expression changed slightly. Under the girl's aggressive gaze, he chuckled awkwardly and asked with a puzzled look, "Xiao Xie, what are you talking about? What do you mean by 'knowing everything'? Did you come back last night? Your aunt and I didn't hear a sound."
Seeing that Bi Xie hadn't done anything to her after all that, the middle-aged woman relaxed a bit, concluding that she was just putting on a show. She snorted coldly, "Who heard any noise? It's the middle of the night, everyone's asleep. Who's going to open the door for you?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the woman realized something was wrong and shut up.
Ding Murou's face was very pale. For some reason, she raised her phone and pointed it at An Xie. "An Xie, if you don't let go, I'll record this and then call the police. Intentional assault is punishable by up to three years in prison, detention, or probation. Have you thought it through?"
Bi Xie smirked, looking innocent at the camera: "Cousin, what are you doing? I was just asking Auntie if my new kitchen knife looks good?"
After saying that, Bi Xie let go of his aunt and walked towards his room.
Unfortunately, while she wanted to leave, someone didn't want her to.
A woman with a face as round as a mooncake suddenly pounced on the bespectacled man, yelling, "Ding Zhong! You just let your niece bully me like this? I must have had the worst luck in eight hundred lifetimes to marry you! She dared to hold a knife to my throat today, who knows what she'll do tomorrow!"
“If you don’t kick them out today, I’ll kick you out!” the woman kept pushing the man, crying and shouting, “I’m telling you, this isn’t over.”
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