The person's argument sounds reasonable, but I am currently penniless and cannot just live on the street or squeeze into a bridge with the homeless, right?

Jia Simiao was quite depressed and asked, "I am the landlord and this is my own house, why can't I live here?"

Zhang Xixi turned and went back into the room, and came out again with a rental contract in her hand, saying loudly, "Look, it's clearly written on the contract. If you have any doubts, you can go to Sister Xiao Ya to settle it."

Jia Simiao smiled bitterly and asked, "Can you lend me your phone for a call to Xiao Ya?"

Zhang Xixi shouted, "Do you want to scam our phone? You don't even have a place to stay, Tang Ziyu, don't give him the phone."

Tang Ziyu sympathized with Jia Simiao and handed him the phone, asking, "Where's your phone?"

"I've had some trouble and now I'm penniless, and I don't have my phone either."

Jia Simiao took the phone and immediately dialed Xiao Ya's number, but unexpectedly, he couldn't get through. Oh no, could it be that Xiao Ya went abroad and even her phone number is disconnected, or she changed her sim card? Jia Simiao was a bit confused, returned the phone to Tang Ziyu, and muttered, "I can't get through, it's all over now."

Tang Ziyu smiled and said, "It's okay, when Xiao Ya comes back or contacts us, we'll tell you the news."

Jia Simiao sighed, "The problem is, I'm penniless now, and I'm planning to stay in my hometown and do some small business. What do I do now?"

Zhang Xixi was full of schadenfreude and giggled, "What can you do? Tough luck. I do have a suggestion, though. Keep going north when you go out, and under Jiangqiao Bridge, there is definitely a place for you to stay. It's great there, cool to sleep at night, rain won't pour on you, and the sun won't shine on you..."

It's no use talking to her, fortunately Jia Simiao met Tang Ziyu on the plane and their conversation was quite good. Jia Simiao asked, "Tang Ziyu, I want to ask something. Did you pay the rent to Xiao Ya when you rented the house from her? If not, then pay me first."

Tang Ziyu sympathetically said, "We paid a year's rent to Sister Xiao Ya, and after she took the rent, she left. Also, we signed a rental contract with her, so we should give the money to her."

It was a good thing, how did things get to this point?

"Zhang Xixi said triumphantly: 'She really exists. At that time, she said this was her husband's house, who knew it was yours? Hehe, she went to find you in the United States again, so does that mean you're her husband?' 'Who's her husband, we're just friends,' I replied. This matter is a bit difficult to explain. If you want rent, that's definitely not possible. I suggest that I live in my own room and you can rent yours. I will not interfere with your life at all." "No way," Zhang Xixi refused bluntly, "we three innocent little girls, how can we tolerate such a big pervert living here? Who knows if you have a fetish of peeping or stealing our underwear? Besides, we rented the entire old mansion of the Jia family according to the contract, including every blade of grass and tree, all belongs to us. We do not agree to you living here. If you want to complain, go ahead and do so." Tang Ziyu shrugged and sighed, "Sorry, Jia Simiao. I also sympathize with your situation, but there's nothing we can do. You really need to find Xiao Yajie to settle this." "The key is that I can't find her." "That's your own problem with her, we can't help." So miserable, powerless to see his own house cannot be lived in. Is there anything more pitiful and tragic than this? For so many years, even if he fell victim to Wen Ren's plan, failed in the doctor competition, he never felt so miserable. Being penniless, and the Jia family's ancestral motto is to prohibit earning money through medical skills. How is he supposed to survive? He still has friends in Nanjiang City, such as Zhang Mi, a little girl who fell seriously ill two years ago, which happened to be the occasion when he helped her cure her, by taking off her clothes and then cured her illness. Then, she fell in love with him without reservation. Well, undressing while treating the patient is quite normal, so he should not cause trouble, and he cannot dodge yet. Jia Simiao smiled bitterly, "Can't you guys have a little humanitarian spirit? After all, this is my home. I don't want rent anymore, then... Can I live in the side room? When Xiao Ya comes back, I'll let her give you the rent back." "No way, I don't want you to live here," Zhang Xixi said firmly. "Tang Ziyu, let's just consider it as being friends. Look at how miserable I am now... Oh, by the way, isn't Shen Jun'ao still here? Where is she? She may agree to let me stay here." Tang Ziyu sighed, "Jun'ao went to work and won't be back until 5 pm. How about you wait here for a while, and we'll hear her opinion when she comes back."

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Zhang Xixi stared at him and exclaimed, "Tang Ziyu, how could you do such a thing? This is clearly inviting the wolf into the house." Jia Simiao quickly said, "Miss, don't be so harsh with words. A woman like you, who has both appearance and figure, must be very sympathetic, right? Oh, by the way, I don't even know the name of this beautiful lady yet." "Beautiful lady? You do have some good eyesight, to recognize me as a beauty at a glance," Zhang Xixi thought to herself with satisfaction, and declared loudly, "My name is Zhang Xixi." "Zhang dirt-dirt?" Jia Simiao looked her up and down and muttered, "You're such a clean person, how can you be dirty-dirt?" Zhang Xixi rolled her eyes at him and said, "What dirt-dirt? My name is Zhang Xixi, Zhang as in archer Zhang, and crazy as in clever-clever. Do you understand now?" Jia Simiao nodded repeatedly, saying, "Oh, oh, it's Miss Zhang, as expected, you're just as your name suggests, I can tell you're a very clever woman at a glance." Zhang Xixi suddenly laughed and said intentionally, "Stop flattering me, when Jun'ao comes back later, I'll ask her to kick you out directly." At least he managed to get in. The furnishings in the room hadn't changed, and even the books on the closet were collected by Jia Simiao - something like "The 36 Strategies", "The Art of Making Money", "Compendium of Materia Medica", "Qian Jin Fang" and so on. He ran his hand over them lightly, feeling a thousand emotions in his heart. He had returned to his own home, but why did it feel like it wasn't quite right? When Xiao Ya came back, he would give her a good spanking for making him suffer. Zhang Xixi held a large stack of snacks, sitting cross-legged on the couch, eating loudly while watching TV. Her posture made the hem of her nightgown slide up her thighs. Jia Simiao sat beside her, following her thighs with his eyes, just catching a glimpse of her leggings. Jia Simiao looked once, twice, and reluctantly looked away. The most important thing for a pervert was not to let others know that you were a pervert. If everyone was wary of you, there would be no opportunity to be lecherous. This was something Jia Simiao was always very careful about. Tang Ziyu walked over and casually bumped Zhang Xixi's thigh, asking "Jia Simiao, what kind of work did you do before? Your medical skills are so amazing, you must have been the chief physician at some major hospital?" What work did he do? He was internationally famous as the "Ghost Hand," a master of medicine, working as a trader at a Five Continents International Trading Company in New York, and raising funds

Jia Simiao was a bit anxious and asked, "How could you just sign a rental contract with her like that? Does she have a property certificate?"

"Jia Simiao casually said: "I just do any job to make a living." They chatted aimlessly until the doorbell rang in the afternoon, and Zhang Xixi quickly went to answer it. When she returned, she was accompanied by a curvy beauty who should be Shen Junao. She was dressed in a dark blue tight female police uniform with a police cap, a gray-blue blouse and skirt that revealed her two shapely legs. Two shiny handcuffs hung on her belt, making her full of authority and severity. Jia Simiao shamelessly swallowed his saliva, his eyes unwilling to move away from her. She was tempting him with her uniform. Dressing up as a stewardess, nurse, teacher...a series of images flashed through his mind, and his lower abdomen surged. After a few seconds of pause, Jia Simiao finally responded and explained: "Miss Shen, I am Jia Simiao, the owner of this old house..." Shen Junao frowned at Jia Simiao's gaze and said, "I'm good friends with Xiao Ya. She mentioned you to me and even went to the United States to look for you. I didn't expect you to suddenly come back. Xixi told me the situation. You have no money and want to live here?" Finally meeting someone who acknowledged him, Jia Simiao was moved and nodded, "Yes, that's the situation. I have no choice, and only have a few coins left." Shen Junao said, "Technically, you are the owner of the house and we are staying here because you took us in. But now, we have rented the room from Xiao Ya and signed a one-year rental contract, and we have already paid the full year's rent. Legally speaking, we are the owners of this room for the next year..." "I understand, I understand." Jia Simiao said, "You can live in the main house, and I can live in the side room. I won't disturb you." Shen Junao asked, "Do you really want to live here?" "Yes." "We're not unreasonable people. Just pay us rent.