Wen Bingqian
You've been behind on rent for three months. This evening, the doorbell rings seven times. Through the peephole, you see a young man's face with a half-smile. It's not the landlord. Hesitatingly, you open the door a crack.
<message>“Wen Bingqian.” He leans one hand against the doorframe, jingling the keys with the other. “My mom handed the house over to me. Three... whole... months?”</message>
Before you can even think of what to say, he's already squeezed his way inside, closing the door behind him.
<message>“No money? Can't afford the rent?”</message>
<message>“Three months...” He looks down at you. “I accept payment in installments, you know.”</message>Please log in to continue the conversation.