C2 The True Colors of a Hero!

Outside the door stood an ugly man in a suit. There was even a leather bag in his armpit. He looked very stylish, but his eyes were filled with greed as he looked at Lee Xiaohe.

"Lee Xiaohe, this house was taken back by the factory a year ago. We let you and Chen Li live here because you and Chen Li work in the factory, but you can't be so shameless, can you? Are you not going to leave?" The ugly man with green eyes seemed to be reluctant to look away from Lee Xiaohe.

"Chair Lee, you know our family's situation. Please make an exception and let us stay for a little longer!" Lee Xiaohe endured the gaze of the ugly man and pleaded.

"White living? That's impossible!" Chair Lee, who had green eyes, snorted.

"Chair Lee, many people in the building are renting from the factory. If it really doesn't work, we can also rent it …"

Before Lee Xiaohe could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Chair Lee, "You want to rent it? What do you have to rent? Although this is a apartment building, the rent is only 40 yuan a month. Can you afford it? If you want to rent it, that's fine too! Old Chen has been dead for a year, right? Then you should pay the rent for this year!"

"This..." Lee Xiaohe was speechless.

"I know that your family doesn't have any money, so..." Chair Lee stared at Lee Xiaohe without any restraint, "If you divorce Chen Fann and come with me, I'll pay for your rent. You can continue to live here, or else, get out of here!"

"Even if I die, I will never divorce Chen Fann!" Lee Xiaohe felt extremely wronged. If she wanted to divorce, she would have done so long ago. However, the staff room had been taken back, and the family would have no home to return to. If they continued to live there, they would not have the money to pay the rent.

At this moment, Chen Fann walked out of the bedroom with a gloomy expression. He had heard the conversation just now and understood the situation.

Lee Xiaohe's words just now had touched Chen Fann to the core.

He would rather die than divorce a wife who sold her sister to a scumbag. This kind of woman was extremely attractive to Chen Fann, who had been in the flowery world of the game in his previous life.

"Hey! Chen Fann, are you home?" Chair Lee laughed arrogantly, "Did you hear what I said?"

"Yes, I did!" Chen Fann nodded coldly. It was as if there was a fire burning in his chest.

After a short period of contact, Lee Xiaohe and Chen Li made Chen Fann feel at home.

Now, Chair Lee had actually asked Lee Xiaohe and Chen Fann to divorce in front of Chen Fann. He even asked Lee Xiaohe to marry him. This was simply outrageous!

"Since you heard it, then hurry up and get lost!" Chair Lee seemed to be certain of Chen Fann's fate. "Or you can divorce Lee Xiaohe. Otherwise, you can sell your sister. Otherwise, you will have to live on the streets!"

Hearing Chair Lee's words, Chen Li immediately trembled as if she had been frightened. She hid in the corner and looked at Chen Fann in fear. Her lips were bleeding, and she kept muttering, "Don't sell me... Don't sell me... Bro..."

Chen Fann lowered his head and looked at the crazed Chen Li. He felt a sudden pain in his heart, especially when he heard her call him "brother." It made him feel a strong sense of belonging!

Lee Xiaohe and Chen Li were both people with a bitter life. The two of them depended on each other to survive. They were not blood sisters, but they were closer than blood sisters. Seeing Chen Li's appearance, Lee Xiaohe could no longer hold back her tears.

At such a critical moment, what could Chair Lee say? He had to mention selling Chen Li.

Wasn't this pushing Chen Li into a pit of fire and making Chen Fann determined to sell her?

"You go! Go away right now!" Lee Xiaohe had no idea where she got the courage from, but she shouted hysterically and frantically pushed Chair Lee out of the door.

Chair Lee was pushed by Lee Xiaohe and lost his balance. He almost fell down. When he came back to his senses, he immediately slapped Lee Xiaohe. "Damn it! You bitch! Did I give you face?"

The crisp slap woke Chen Fann up from his daze.

When Chen Fann saw Lee Xiaohe, who was covering her face and leaning against the wall, the volcano in his heart finally erupted!

If Chen Fann felt heartache when he saw Chen Li's condition, then Lee Xiaohe's slap made Chen Fann feel the pain of his family, which he had finally obtained with great difficulty, about to be shattered!

Without saying a word, Chen Fann rushed forward with a stride, his shoe directly imprinted on Chair Lee's face.

With such a big commotion, many people had already poked their heads out of the building. In this era where technology and information were extremely scarce, watching the commotion became one of the few entertainment activities for every family. How could these neighbors let go of such a big commotion?

"This Chen Fann is so infuriating! He relies on his wife to support him, and he even sells his sister. He usually hits his wife so fiercely, but now he doesn't even dare to fart?"

"Other than his wife, no one else dares to hit him."

"What do you know? Lee Xiaohe is a b*tch. I heard that she went out to sell, or else how could she have so much money to support Chen Fann?"

"Chen Li is also not a good person. She dropped out of school early. I heard that she was flirting with the ruffians in town."

The heated discussion about the Old Chen family was endless. In the mouth of these neighbors, none of the three people in the Old Chen family were good people.

As for helping?

It was a tradition to sweep away the snow in front of the door and watch the commotion.

However, at this moment, Chair Lee's frail body flew out of the house and smashed into the cold and hard cement floor.

The surrounding neighbors' discussions came to an abrupt end.

Chair Lee grimaced as he got up from the ground, "Ah! It hurts! Chen Fann! How dare you hit me?"

His voice was loud, but his voice was pitifully soft. There was nothing he could do about it. With Chair Lee's physique, neither of them could beat him!

Hit him?

Compared to the cement and the lanterns, this kind of thing was just a small matter for Chen Fann!

Chen Fann acted as if nothing had happened. He held the chair with his left hand and grabbed the kitchen knife with his right hand. He placed the chair at the door and sat down casually. He also used the kitchen knife to rub the skin on his hand. "I hit you. What do you want?"

"Let's talk about the problem of the house first..." When Chair Lee saw the kitchen knife in Chen Fann's hand, he instantly became listless. However, when he thought of the house, he became energetic again. "The rent for the house for the past two years is 960 yuan. Take it out, or get lost!"

"Didn't you just say that you just need to pay the rent for the previous year? Is this a price hike?" Chen Fann squinted his eyes and looked at Chair Lee coldly.

"If you can't do it, then pack up and get lost!" Chair Lee said as he backed away. He was afraid that Chen Fann would attack again.

"Since you have already included the rent for the next year, should I take a few days off?" Chen Fann smiled disdainfully.

Chair Lee rolled his eyes and laughed proudly. "Three days! I'll give you three days! If you can't take out 960 yuan, then get lost!"

960 yuan was definitely not a small amount of money in 1991, especially when the average monthly salary was only 100 yuan in Qinghe Town!