Outside the hospital.

"Are we just going to leave like this?" Rong Shunji frowned. "Fangzi, you were too harsh just now."

Chu Fang sighed: "What can we do? He's been smoking and drinking heavily lately, he's hardly a human being. Now he's probably blown out of his head, what else can we do but say something harsh?"

He knew he had spoken harshly, but it was out of necessity.

He couldn't protect Wen Xiangbing forever and clean up his messes for him, so he could only say harsh words in the hope that his close friend would come to his senses.

Rong Shunji thought for a moment and then sighed.

As a friend, I feel utterly helpless.

... ...

The short-haired woman tilted her head and asked, "Huh? Your two friends left?"

It's like making a certain decision.

The short-haired woman looked away: "Your friend is very capable."

The pretty woman nodded.

At the time, the three thugs refused to budge and vowed to send Wen Xiangbing to prison and leave him with a criminal record. Chu Fang had already investigated the backgrounds, information, and data of the three men.

Chu Fang said that he had a group of lawyers under his command who were ready to deal with this matter at any time, while offering the three people the conditions they would agree to.

With a red date in one hand and a wooden stick in the other, the three thugs had no choice but to lower their heads.

The short-haired woman pondered, "But... it's alright."

"If I were rich, I could do the same thing, or even strike those three thugs down more fiercely."

Money is the most important thing.

As the saying goes: No buying, no selling, no harm!

The companion tugged at the short-haired woman, who realized the conversation had gone off-topic. She looked up at Wen Xiangbing and generously extended her hand, saying, "We've been chatting for so long, and you saved our lives without even knowing our names. That's really rude of you."

"My name is Tang Xue, and this is my younger sister, Yu Qiuling."

Wen Xiangbing gradually came to his senses: "You two can leave now."

"Huh?" Tang Xue, the short-haired woman, exclaimed, "You're just leaving like that? We haven't even thanked you yet."

“There’s no need.” Wen Xiangbing slowly got up and went outside. “I hit that person just to vent my emotions, not to help you.”

Outside the hospital, Tang Xue blocked his way: "That won't do. No matter what your motives are, it doesn't change the fact that you helped us."

Wen Xiangbing: "What do you want to do?"

"I'll treat you to a meal to express my gratitude."

"OK."

Wen Xiangbing realized that if he didn't agree, the girl in front of him would keep pestering him.

The three arrived at a nearby upscale hotel. Yu Qiuling glanced at the menu, her pupils shrinking in fear.

"It's okay." Tang Xue seemed to sense what her younger sister was thinking and patted the back of her head. "I got my salary, I have money."

Seeing that Wen Xiangbing had no intention of ordering food, Tang Xue ordered a table full of delicious dishes herself.

"I don't know your name yet."

"Wen Xiangbing".

"When a scholar encounters a soldier, reason is useless. Your name sounds like both a scholar and a warrior, so you must be quite capable, no less than your friend from earlier."

Wen Xiangbing: "The difference is like heaven and earth. Fangzi is an eagle soaring in the sky, while I am a toad lying in a well. I climbed up step by step, reached the top of the well, saw the prosperous world, but a gust of wind blew by and I fell back into the well. I could only deceive myself and give up on myself."

“You’re not a toad,” the short-haired woman said.

"hehe."

“You are not!” the short-haired woman repeated. “You have a family, parents, friends, and a healthy body. You are happier than many people and are the envy of many.”

Wen Xiangbing didn't want to say more, and smiled again.

The short-haired woman continued, "You think you're bad? Wrong! There are many people in the world who are worse off than you."

Have you ever seen someone born missing limbs? Have you ever seen someone born abandoned by their parents? Have you ever seen someone born with a brain disorder, needing to think carefully even to write a few simple words...?

"Do you find what I'm saying unbelievable? Society is so bright these days, everything seems so good, how could something like this happen?"

"But... unfortunately, there are many, many people like that in the world. They are the frogs in the well, yet they still strive to live. What right do you have to belittle yourself like that? You don't deserve it!"

The short-haired woman spoke, while the pretty woman gestured wildly, saying, "Ahhh..."

Tang Xue nodded: "I know, I know, you're not a toad, I wasn't talking about you."

Wen Xiangbing frowned: "Who is your sister?"

Tang Xue explained: "A person who is aphasic is also called... ...a mute."

She touched the back of her sister's head and continued, "Qiuling and I grew up in the same orphanage. Most of the people in the orphanage were disabled. They were abandoned by their parents when they came here, and we all lived together in the orphanage."

At this point, she glared at her sister: "It's all your fault. You couldn't even speak, yet you kept insisting on going to the bar. Now look what's happened, you've caused all this trouble."

The younger sister, Yu Qiuling, puffed out her cheeks and babbled incoherently.

Tang Xue said, "You're wronging me. I don't want to go. You're the one who's been pestering me to go."

Yu Qiuling blushed with anxiety and gestured to Wen Xiangbing as if explaining something. Tang Xue put her hands on her hips and said, "Hehe, I won't translate for you."

Yu Qiuling snorted and then lowered her head to eat.

"What did she say?" Wen Xiangbing asked.

"She felt very sorry."

Wen Xiangbing glanced at Yu Qiuling rolling her eyes, a faint smile appearing on his face.

The three of them ate until late at night. Wen Xiangbing originally intended to pay the bill himself, but Tang Xue refused, her tone firm.

After paying the bill, Tang Xue leaned over the table, wrote something on a piece of paper, and handed it to Wen Xiangbing. The latter glanced at it and was surprised: "An IOU?"

"Yes," Tang Xue nodded. "The compensation you received for hitting that thug, and your friend's lawyer fees, should be paid by me, but..."

At this point, Tang Xue said shyly, "I haven't been working for long, and the orphanage has high expenses, so I don't have much money. That's why I'm writing you an IOU. I will definitely pay you back."

"No... ..."

"Don't refuse; reason is reason, and law is law."

"Let's each take half."

"Alright."

Wen Xiangbing watched the two sisters leave, their figures disappearing into the darkness. He remained there for a long time before gradually coming to his senses, looking at the IOU in his hand: "Phew..."

... ...

Yu Qiuling gestured with her hands: "Ahhh..."

Tang Xue comforted her sister, "It's okay. I wanted to come to the bar tonight. It has nothing to do with you. Don't blame yourself."

"My sister graduated from university and got a job at a big company. She earns a high salary and has no pressure to pay off her debts. Don't worry about her."

"One day, when your sister has earned lots and lots of money, she'll open a bar for you, a really, really big bar, and play all your favorite songs inside."

Yu Qiuling babbled incoherently, her delicate face filled with worry and regret, while Tang Xue smiled and didn't seem to care.

... ...

At dawn, Chu Fang woke up to find a message from Wen Xiangbing.

[Wen Xiangbing: Thank you very much, Fangzi. I will repay you as soon as possible.]

Upon hearing this news, Chu Fang felt a great weight lifted from his heart.

"Phew... I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

Wen Xiangbing's matter had been weighing on his mind. He was constantly worried about his close friend, fearing that Wen Xiangbing would be devastated because of it.

"Fortunately..."

"That bottle wasn't smashed for nothing yesterday."

Chu Fang was quite grateful to the three thugs.

After finishing breakfast, Chu Fang went to work. When he arrived at the studio, he was somewhat surprised: "Eh? Zhong Tingyue hasn't arrived yet?"

Since moving out, Zhong Tingyue has always arrived at the studio very early, but today she didn't see anyone there.

Jiang Wenzhen pointed to herself: "You're asking me?"

No, you're Sister Zhong's fiancé, and you're asking me that?

Chu Fang, are you out of your mind?

Perhaps because he was meeting a client, Chu Fang didn't think much of it and leisurely slung his hand over the table, idly idling.

But as time passed, he still hadn't seen Zhong Tingyue. He sent her a message, but received no response.

He panicked.

"I hope nothing has happened to that woman."

"Probably not, he's such a grown man."

Chu Fang thought to himself, and various images of death involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

"No, I have to go find Zhong Tingyue."

He left the studio and headed to the apartment complex where Zhong Tingyue rented a place, driving at breakneck speed, drawing complaints from other drivers.

"Isn't this guy in such a hurry to be reborn?"

"Believe it or not, I'll stop you. Fine, I'll let you off this time since you drive a Bentley, but don't do it again next time."

“... ..."