Bai Yan is bound to a system and must unceasingly tread the path of courting death by opposing the protagonists, becoming a stepping stone in their lives, destined for a tragic end in every life.
“Auntie, my car is outside. I just happened to bring bodyguards with me today. Please wait in my car.” Shen Wuye said, “Don’t worry, they are all professionals and won’t damage your furniture.”
Bai's mother glanced gratefully at Shen Wuye, then hesitated for a moment: "After they've finished moving, can we get in the car together?"
Bai Yan knew what her mother was thinking, and chuckled as she looked at Shen Wuye.
Shen Wuye nodded in agreement.
“There’s no need to move the extra furniture over; there’s plenty of furniture there,” Bai Yan said. “Mom, pack up your personal belongings.”
He smiled at the bodyguards and said, "Thank you for your help."
Bai's mother lived alone and didn't have much stuff, so she packed it all in one trip. In the end, Bai Yan helped Bai's mother up, and Shen Wuye walked ahead to open the car door for the two of them. Several bodyguards followed behind carrying huge suitcases, looking incredibly impressive.
The mother walked with her head held high, and when she passed by acquaintances, she would boast that her daughter had taken her to live in a big villa.
After getting into the car and driving away, I looked back at the old neighborhood one last time.
"I just saw that Zhou girl, she was hiding up there peeking at me!" Mother Bai snorted. "She thinks I don't know, she's just jealous! I'll show her, I'll make her furious!"
Bai Yan chuckled softly. She knew her mother had suffered over the years and was suppressing her emotions. She would do these things if they made her happy.
The roar of the sports car grew louder and louder, then gradually faded away.
Aunt Zhou looked at the car exhaust fumes in the neighborhood and heard the neighbors talking: "The houses in Shengjing Garden! And did you see those boxes? US dollars, dollars, seven or eight boxes!"
Then look at the son next to him.
Zhou Yuan's face was already contorted beyond recognition. He was still paying off his mortgage, so why should Bai Yan get a villa for free?