Qin Hao's gaze fell on the landlord, and he said coldly, "I need an explanation."
The landlord gave an arrogant smile and said, "Don't ask me for an explanation. This gentleman will explain it to you. I have already rented the house to him. You can discuss it with him."
"I paid rent to you."
Qin Hao's face was expressionless as he stared at the landlord.
"So what? Who can prove it? Besides, this gentleman offered a more generous rent, so naturally, I want to earn more." The landlord replied self-righteously.
It makes sense; human nature is inherently profit-driven.
Qin Hao nodded, speaking calmly, "Then fine, return the rent I paid you."
"Impossible. You've already lived in this house. I told you at the time, no matter how long you lived, I wouldn't refund your rent." The landlord said matter-of-factly.
Die Wu couldn't hold back any longer, she shouted, "How shameless can you be? It's not like we chose not to live here. You rented the house to someone else."
