“This is none of your concern. I have my own plans. When my skills are fully mastered, you’ll all be amazed.” The little vixen seemed really into her role. But when she saw Ethan Brooks’s fierce look, as if he was about to hit someone, she immediately snapped back to normal: “Don’t you think it’s strange? That guy seemed to stand there on purpose and let us hit him at the end?”

“Yeah, it did seem that way.” Ethan Brooks nodded, stood up wrapped in a sheet. “We should ask in the group and see why that guy suddenly went easy on us.”

The group chat was in chaos, people cursing back and forth. After several minutes, Big Bennett finally showed up. He quickly typed a message, and Ethan Brooks and Lily burst out laughing, almost out of breath—Brothers, I was wrong, I screwed up so bad my damn underwear fell off! Damn it, I don’t even know how I suddenly got disconnected just now!

Chapter 011: The Pretty Tenant

The sun was shining brightly; a new day had arrived.

Today, Charles Bennett couldn’t sleep in. After the annoying phone rang several times, he didn’t even check the caller ID and just picked up: “Hello, who is this?”

“Boss Wei, it’s me, Old Thompson from Youfu Street in the south of the city.” The middle-aged man on the other end sounded very respectful.

The title Chief Bennett wasn’t for nothing—his full title was “C City’s Main Underground Distributor of Adult Films,” and he also doubled as the chief underground wholesaler. Chief Bennett always remembered his father’s words: you should make a name for yourself while you’re young. So he set his sights on making it big in the adult film industry. After two years, the results were impressive.

Because Chief Bennett had connections, almost all the video stores in C City got their stock from him. Of course, there were other sources, but their quality and reputation couldn’t compare to Chief Bennett. Over time, Chief Bennett became a small kingpin in the business. Otherwise, if he had to rely on the meager income from renting and selling discs in his little shop, he could forget about ever getting rich.

“Oh, Boss Thompson, what brings you to me today? I’ve missed you so much.” Still half-asleep, Chief Bennett suddenly realized he sounded just like a madam in an old costume drama.

“You’re too kind, really. About those new discs, shouldn’t they be…” Boss Thompson trailed off on purpose, figuring it’s not always best to be too direct.

Chief Bennett guaranteed, “Oh, don’t worry about that. Three days, at most three days, and you’ll have the new goods.”

“That’s great, that’s great. I won’t bother you anymore, goodbye~~~”

Chief Bennett rolled over in bed with great fanfare, planning to go back to sleep, but the sound of a man and woman laughing and playing in the living room made his mind wander. Frowning, Charles Bennett remembered it was Saturday—his neighbors, the young couple next door, didn’t have class today.

Fine, I’ll just get up. With a deep shout, Hero Bennett did a perfect kip-up out of bed. Then, a look of pain crossed his face—seems he pulled his back just now.

Grimacing and rubbing his waist, he quickly washed up and walked into the living room, where he was immediately greeted by a pleasant sight.

On the sofa was a pretty college girl in a white nightdress, lazily reclining and watching TV. Maybe she thought there was no one else around, so her posture was very relaxed. The left side of her short skirt had unknowingly ridden up to her upper thigh, revealing a glimpse of pink underwear.

That tempting flash of pink made it hard not to sigh flirtatiously—while all the spring flowers have faded, the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are just beginning to bloom…

Seeing Charles Bennett, the girl didn’t even notice her wardrobe malfunction. She smiled sweetly: “Oh, Brother Bennett, how come you’re up so early today? It’s not even noon yet.”

“Sister Emily, how many times have I told you, don’t call me Brother Bennett. People might think you mean Viagra. From now on, call me Big Brother Bennett, got it?” Chief Bennett put on a serious face, his eyes greedily taking in the view.

“Alright, Big Brother Bennett.” Emily Lee called out sweetly.

“Now that’s loyalty. I almost want to lower your rent…” Landlord Bennett said with a look of heroic generosity.

“Oh, you’re teasing me again. You’ve said that so many times and never followed through.” Emily Lee laughed again. She knew Landlord Bennett was never shy about making empty promises, but actually keeping them was out of the question.

Chief Bennett was a bit dazzled by her smile and voice, thinking to himself how open-minded today’s college girls were—so much more liberated than students in his day. But these girls matured way too fast. Emily Lee was only a junior, but with her outfit and demeanor, she already had a touch of mature charm. If she put on business attire, everyone would probably think she was a white-collar beauty.

Steadying himself, Charles Bennett sat down next to Emily Lee without hesitation and asked, “Little Emily, where’s your poor husband? Cleaning the bathroom again?”

“Him? He made a mistake a few days ago, so I punished him by making him work as a porter at the supermarket, hehe.” The girl had quite the iron-fisted style, exuding a bit of a strong-woman vibe with every smile and frown. Suddenly, she asked, “Big Brother Bennett, do you have any good new movies? Recommend a few, and remember—don’t… don’t try to fool us with a porn disc like last time.”

“Your Big Brother Bennett is a professional. If nothing else, I’ve got plenty of new movies…” Chief Bennett said with confidence, secretly praising his own decision as he caught a whiff of Emily Lee’s fragrance.