Liang Wenhua cried loudly, looking extremely embarrassed and disheveled.

Wen Qing and Yao Shiling remained silent.

Gangzi watched from the side.

Ji Yanjun half-embraced Liang Wenhua: "Let's go home."

"What will happen to our family? What will happen to us?" Liang Wenhua cried.

“Go home, I have a plan,” Ji Yanjun said.

"Really?" Liang Wenhua asked.

Ji Yanjun nodded.

Only then did Liang Wenhua agree to go with Ji Yanjun.

Ji Yanjun turned to look at Yao Shiling and said in a low voice, "Auntie, we're leaving now. We've caused you trouble."

Yao Shiling simply didn't know how to respond.

Ji Yanjun helped Liang Wenhua.

Gangzi turned around and greeted Wen Qing, "Wen Qing, long time no see."

Wen Qing knew Gangzi. In his past life, Gangzi was Ji Yanjun's best friend. He followed Ji Yanjun around and they both became rich.

"Long time no see," Wen Qing said calmly.

"You..." Gangzi felt that nothing he said would be right in this situation, so he said, "I'm leaving. I'll treat you to a drink later."

"Okay." Wen Qing nodded.

Gangzi then turned around and got into the car with Ji Yanjun and Liang Wenhua. A short while later, the car drove away from Shuiwan Village.

Yao Shiling and Wen Qing stood in the courtyard.

Yao Shiling did not believe that Liang Wenhua knelt down to Wen Qing.

Wen Qing was indeed startled by Liang Wenhua for a moment, but only for a moment. Now she slowly regained her composure.

"Wen Qing, has something happened to the Ji family?" Yao Shiling asked.

"Mm," Wen Qing replied.

"She asked you for money?"

“I won’t lend it to her,” Wen Qing said.

Yao Shiling asked, "Why?"

Wen Qing said, "My second uncle's life is insignificant in their eyes, so what is money? You have to bear the consequences of your own actions."

"That……"

Wen Qing looked at Yao Shiling and said, "Mom, I have nothing to do with the Ji family anymore. Whether they squander their wealth or achieve glory, it has nothing to do with us."

"But, Ji Yanjun..."

“That’s something from a past life,” Wen Qing said, confirming that it truly was something from a past life.

However, Yao Shiling only thought that this "past life" was just something she said, and did not take it as a real existence at all, so she remained silent.

"Big sister, was that woman Ji Yanjun's mother?" Wen Peng suddenly ran into the yard and asked, "Why was she crying?"

"She asked me for money, but I didn't lend it to her."

“Why not lend it? Ji Yanjun is a really nice guy,” Wen Peng said.

Wen Qing smiled and said, "Because my money didn't come from thin air. I also want to open a transportation company to transport my clothes."

“Alright, big sister, I support you!” No matter how good Ji Yanjun is, he can’t compare to his big sister, Wen Peng immediately expressed his support.

Wen Qing smiled and patted Wen Peng's head.

Yao Shiling turned to look at Wen Qing, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

In the afternoon, when Yao Shiling dropped Wen Qing off at Datu Road, she asked, "Wen Qing, what do you think of Shi Lei? Is he a good match for you?"

Wen Qing smiled: "Mom, you've already asked them all, and they're all fine. So far, there's nothing wrong with them." If she ever gets married in this lifetime, she definitely won't ask for a handsome man or someone who is very capable. As long as he's good to her, protects her, trusts her, and has basic responsibility, that's enough. As for money, she has it.

“If you don’t like it, don’t settle for it,” Yao Shiling said.

Wen Qing smiled: "I won't settle."

"Um."

Watched by Yao Shiling, Wen Qing rode her bicycle away from Shuiwan Village, left the bicycle at Fengqing Garment Factory, and took a bus to Greenland Garden.

I sat in my room reading as usual.

Just then, the phone rang.

Wen Qing put down her book and went to take it.

"Wen Qing?"

Wen Qing recognized Gangzi's voice: "It's me."

Gangzi laughed heartily: "Wen Qing, you're really something now."

"good."

"Don't be modest."

"If you're not being modest, then it's alright."

Gangzi chuckled and asked, "Want to go out for a drink?"

"It's too late, let's talk business over the phone. If you think the phone bill is too expensive, I'll call you."

"What are you saying? Is Brother Gangzi someone who cares about money?" Gangzi said, but in his heart he was thinking that he hadn't seen Wen Qing for only a year. Not only had Wen Qing become calmer, but she had also become smarter. When he called her, she knew that he had something important to do, not to drink.

Gangzi paused for a moment and said, "Qingqing, we're friends, and I've been good to you, haven't I?"

"Um."

"You know that Yanjun's company is in trouble. Brother Gangzi has put a lot of money and blood into it."

"Um."

"Could you please ask Yanjun for my sake, for Gangzi's sake?" Gangzi was a little embarrassed to ask a girl for help, but tomorrow was the deadline, and Yuehui was a man of his word: "Consider it a loan from me, I'll definitely pay you back in a year or two."

Wen Qing remained silent.

"So? Give me a straight answer."

After a long silence, Wen Qing said, "I won't lend it."

“You…” Gangzi didn’t expect Wen Qing to be so heartless. He was a little annoyed, but he wasn’t the kind of person Liang Wenhua was. Lending money was a matter of personal choice, and no one was obligated to lend it to you.

"Yanjun's mother even knelt down before you, can't you..."

Holding the phone, Wen Qing said in a cold voice, "Gangzi, Yan Jun and I are no longer engaged. I have no connection with the Ji family. My second uncle died for Ji Yan Jun. The Ji family mother and daughter have caused me trouble more than once. Even if Liang Wenhua kneels down to me, or even if the entire Ji family kneels down to me, I can accept it."

Gangzi felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this. He never imagined that Wen Qing, who once loved Ji Yanjun so much, and Ji Yanjun, who once loved Wen Qing so much, would end up like this.

“Gangzi, I’m sorry, I can’t help you. If you need a job, Fengqing has just opened ‘Fengqing Transportation,’ you can come and work there,” Wen Qing said.

"You didn't buy Santu Transportation, did you?" Gangzi asked. Santu Transportation was a pretty impressive transportation company, much more powerful than Ji Yanjun's company at first. But after the boss made his fortune, he started indulging in drinking, gambling, and whoring, and the business got worse and worse. A while ago, he went to Hong Kong to gamble and lost more than 100,000 yuan. He was almost killed, so he sold the company.

It is said to have sold for 160,000 to 170,000.

Sixteen to seventy thousand? !

Wen Qing is so rich, what's going on?

"Yes, I bought it," Wen Qing said.

Gangzi hung up the phone in a daze, just as Ji Yanjun returned from outside.

"Gangzi, what's wrong?" Ji Yanjun asked.

Gangzi said, "Wen Qing bought three paths."

Ji Yanjun frowned: "You called Wen Qing?"

"Um."

Ji Yanjun asked, displeased, "What did you say?"

Gangzi scratched the back of his head and said, "It's nothing, I just wanted to get her to come out for drinks, but she didn't want to because it was too late." Gangzi didn't mention the money he was borrowing.

Ji Yanjun's expression softened slightly, and he began tidying up his things in the office.

Gangzi then steered the conversation back to Santu: "Yanjun, Wen Qing bought Santu. How come she's so rich now?"

Ji Yanjun said, "Buying Santu is a good idea. Santu has always been good, the group is excellent, it's just that the boss is slacking off. Besides, Wenqing's Fengqing is gradually growing, and she needs her own transportation staff."

"You know?" Gangzi asked.

Ji Yanjun nodded and continued tidying up his office.

Seeing this, Gangzi asked, "Yanjun, you're not really going to give the company and your family to Yuehui, are you?"

"Um."

"Are you crazy! If you give it all to him, where will you live?" Gangzi stopped him.

"I'll live in the same place I used to."

"Can your mother and sister endure such hardship?" Gangzi asked.

Ji Yanjun lowered his head: "I rose too fast back then, so they became too arrogant. Life has its ups and downs, it's nothing, let's start over."

"But……"

"Do you have any other ideas?" Ji Yanjun asked.

Gangzi didn't say anything, but whispered, "You can ask Wen Qing."

Ji Yanjun paused, saying, "I have no face."

Gangzi paused for a moment and looked at Ji Yanjun. He knew Ji Yanjun best. Although Ji Yanjun seemed indifferent to Wen Qing, he actually cared for her the most. He always thought about her when he went out to drive. However, when he saw Wen Qing waiting for him at the four-way intersection, he was expressionless. On snowy or rainy days, he would even say a few words to Wen Qing.

Although Wen Qing was noisy, she didn't take it to heart.

Gangzi had thought the two would get married soon, but he never expected things to turn out this way.

"Let's go," Ji Yanjun said to Gangzi, picking up his suitcase.

Gangzi was very sad. All of this was money they had earned by driving day and night, and it was all gone in an instant.

Gangzi was feeling terrible. He rubbed his head vigorously with both hands, but there was nothing he could do. More than 100,000 yuan! They could manage 50,000 or 60,000 yuan, but more than 100,000 yuan was too much. He was extremely frustrated.

“It’s okay, we’ll make it back,” Ji Yanjun said.

Ji Yanjun's words reassured him, and he looked at Ji Yanjun: "Yanjun, let's start over, brothers!"

"Hmm." Ji Yanjun smiled.

"Damn, I'm going to become the second richest man in Nanzhou!" Gangzi laughed.

“Okay,” Ji Yanjun said.

Ji Yanjun loaded the luggage into the car, and instead of going back to the Ji family home, he drove around in a maze of turns, stopped the car, and carried the luggage into an alley. They arrived at a cramped courtyard, where tables, chairs, basin stands, and other items were piled up and had not yet been tidied up.

Ji Yousheng was sweeping the yard when he saw Ji Yanjun return and rushed to take his luggage.

Ji Yanjun didn't let him pick her up, and asked, "Did Ningzhi go to school?"

"I went there and gave her five yuan for living expenses. She left crying," Ji Yousheng said. "Ji Ningzhi had never taken so little money to school before. How could she not cry?"

Ji Yanjun said expressionlessly, "That's enough to eat."

“Your mother is still asleep in bed,” Ji Yousheng said.

"Let her sleep, she'll gradually accept reality." Ji Yanjun said, "Dad, come with me tomorrow to complete the formalities, give all the things to Yuehui, I still have some money, let's send some more to the hospital."

Ji Yousheng sighed and nodded: "Okay."

Ji Yanjun turned to Gangzi and said, "Let's go inside."

Gangzi nodded.

Upon entering the main room, a damp and musty smell filled the air. Compared to the Ji family's original courtyard, this small courtyard was incomparable to the house itself; it was practically hell. Gangzi felt a sense of loss and couldn't quite accept it. Could Liang Wenhua and Ji Ningzhi accept it?

As soon as Gangzi turned his head, he saw Ji Yanjun take a broom and start sweeping. He also took out a rope from his suitcase, tied it to the small yard, and threw several quilts on it to air them while the sun was still shining.