A residential community in Shanghai.

Miao Yu opened the door and went home.

How are the seedlings?

"You and Chen Wan'er have broken up?"

"It's over, so what? There are plenty of women in the world."

There were three men in the room, all with dyed hair of different colors, some of whom had tattoos. They spoke.

"Damn it! Chen Wan'er already had a lover, she cheated on me!" Miao Yu said angrily.

Upon hearing this, the three friends looked at each other in anger and hurled insults at each other.

"What do you plan to do, Miaozi?" one of the red-haired men asked.

"I'm going to teach that man a lesson," Miao Yu gritted his teeth. "I'll beat him up."

"Huh?"

"The fact that assaulting someone is illegal."

The three friends hesitated.

Miao Yu looked at his three friends and said, "We once swore to God that we would share both good times and bad, and help each other out."

Miao Yu knew that hitting someone was illegal, but the thought of being cuckolded made him unable to suppress his anger.

The three looked at each other, ultimately bound by brotherhood, and nodded, saying, "No problem."

... ...

As the sun set, Chu Fang gazed at the afterglow outside and said softly, "Little Fatty, I have a question for you."

"Brother Chu, you go ahead."

"If Jiang Wenzhen and your mother both fell into the water, who would you save first?"

Just then, Jiang Wenzhen walked over and looked at her boyfriend with a serious expression.

Cai Guan: "... ..."

It was intentional, absolutely intentional.

Chu Fang just wanted to mess with him.

"Save my mom."

"Hmph!" A cold snort followed, and Jiang Wenzhen left angrily. Cai Guan, carrying his schoolbag, hurriedly went to comfort his girlfriend.

Chu Fang lay on the table, a broad smile on his face.

"You're so mean." A clear voice came from behind.

"If I and your mother fell into the water, who would you save first?" Chu Fang asked Zhong Tingyue.

"You're sick." Zhong Tingyue was too lazy to answer such a boring question. "I still have some work to do at the company. You go home first."

"okay".

Chu Fang put his hands in his pockets and left, leisurely heading back to the Tanhua residential area.

As he passed through a small alley, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

In an instant, he felt the sky darken, someone covered him with a bag, dragged him into a box, and then began to punch and kick him, accompanied by angry curses.

Chu Fang knew that he was being attacked by several people and that he was unable to fight back, so he tried his best to cover his head and protect his vital parts from injury.

"Someone's coming."

The beating stopped, and the men quickly ran away. Chu Fang then heard a strange voice: "Sir, are you alright? Should I call the police for you?"

Chu Fang opened the bag: "Thank you, but no need."

... ...

"Ouch... It hurts so much." Zhong Tingyue was working when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest.

Just then, she received a message from her fiancé.

[Solo player in a dating game: I got attacked.]

Upon hearing the news, Zhong Tingyue panicked and, disregarding her work, rushed out of the studio and headed to the hospital.

Upon arriving at the hospital, they saw Chu Fang lying on a hospital bed, surrounded by doctors and nurses examining him. There was also an unfamiliar middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes next to him.

Zhong Tingyue quickly asked, "Are you alright?"

Chu Fang rolled her eyes at him: "Do I look like I'm alright?"

Zhong Tingyue: "... ..."

They're still criticizing her even now, I'm speechless.

She asked the doctor, "Doctor, how is the patient?"

"It's nothing serious," the doctor replied. "Those people didn't go all out; they weren't very strong. Plus, Mr. Chu protected his vital areas, so there's nothing seriously wrong. He just needs some medicine and a few days of rest."

As long as everyone is alright... Hearing this, Zhong Tingyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, a group of people dressed in suits arrived outside the ward. They looked serious and were Chu Fang's legal team.

"Yeah, that's a pretty big deal," the stranger said.

"Mr. Chu." The manager of the legal team bowed slightly.

Did you bring the items?

"I brought it." The steward said, holding a black bag.

Chu Fang took the black bag and immediately handed it to the unfamiliar middle-aged man: "Brother, thank you for saving me today. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be alive. Take these things."

This middle-aged stranger saved his life and took him to the hospital, staying with him until Zhong Tingyue arrived. There are very few people like him in this world nowadays.

"Huh?" The middle-aged stranger paused, then quickly waved his hands, "No, no, I can't take it..."

Without saying a word, Chu Fang stuffed the black bag into the other man's backpack. The middle-aged stranger said, "Then I'll take it."

"That's my heartfelt thanks. Thank you for saving my life."

Chu Fang thanked the man for saving him. The two chatted for a few minutes, exchanged contact information, and agreed to have a meal together sometime. The middle-aged stranger then took his leave.

Leaving the hospital and walking to a secluded corner, the unfamiliar middle-aged man opened a black bag containing gifts and a check labeled: "Ones, Tens, Hundreds, Thousands, Ten Thousands, Hundred Thousands, Hundreds, Five Million..."

"My God!"

"I'm rich!"

The unfamiliar middle-aged man suddenly went berserk.

That's five million! With that money, my life will be secure from now on.

Just then, his phone rang. It was his wife calling: "You rascal, why aren't you home yet? Have you gone out to see your mistress?"

"Please show respect to a millionaire."

"..." His wife was silent for a few seconds. "You rascal, how can you talk such nonsense? Are you sick? You mustn't die. How will we live if you leave us, mother and son behind? I won't let you live as a widow. I'll find a second husband, and your son will suffer from his stepfather's disdain and abuse."

"Please don't die! I know you're under a lot of work pressure. Where are you now? I'll come find you right away and take you for a foot massage."

The unfamiliar middle-aged man: "... ..."

He was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

He immediately told his wife what had happened that day. She was silent for a few seconds, then said, "My goodness! There really is such a thing as a free lunch. You should come home right away, I'll cook you something delicious."

The middle-aged stranger asked timidly, "About washing feet?"

"Come back, I'll wash you."

"I don't want it, I want number 66..."

"Um?"

"... ..., my wife, I love you."