When Xiang Pengfei arrived at Huang Ling's ward, he found Huang Ling sitting alone in the ward. It was possible that Zhuang Chaoying had gone to the cashier to complete the formalities.

So Xiang Pengfei sat down by the hospital bed and said to Huang Ling, "Aunt, there's something I don't know if I should tell you!"

Huang Ling looked at Xiang Pengfei and said, "Just say what you have to say! Your aunt is very grateful to you for paying for her surgery. I know you did your best, and I thank you so much!"

"No need to thank me, Aunt. It's only right for me, as a junior, to help you. What I really want to say is that Zhou Yuxiang and I are divorced!"

"What?"

Huang Ling looked at Xiang Pengfei with some surprise and said, "What happened? Why are you getting a divorce? This is so sudden!"

"Didn't Aunt Song Ying recently advise you to have surgery? On our way back, we encountered a car accident. It was Zhao Rong, the second daughter of Deputy Factory Director Zhao Hujiang, who was hit. I took her to the hospital. His eldest daughter is my classmate, Zhao Ping. The next day, Zhao Ping brought me some food at the ward door to express her gratitude. Zhou Yuxiang saw this and got jealous, insisting on divorcing me!"

"Just because of such a small thing?"

"Well, later Zhao Hujiang said that in order to repay me, he insisted on marrying his eldest daughter Zhao Ping to me. I didn't know what to do, so I told my aunt about it and asked her to help me think of a solution."

Huang Ling thought for a moment and said, "Pengfei, this is a major life event for you. I can't make the decision for you, I can only give you advice for reference."

"I know, Auntie, this is a decision I need to make!"

"I didn't expect Zhou Yuxiang to be such a stingy person. It shouldn't be like this! Didn't you say that Zhou Yuxiang paid for my surgery?"

"Yes, she paid for it. Later, my dad had another heart attack, and when I asked her for the money again, she actually said she wouldn't give it to me even if she had the money."

Why is that?

"She said it's my duty to take care of you, but she doesn't want to support my parents!"

"Oh, maybe she feels that since you grew up in our family, we have a debt of gratitude for raising you, so she wants to repay us. But your parents didn't support your education, which makes her resentful towards your parents, so that's why she did this!"

"Maybe! But that's all in the past. Yuxiang and I are divorced, and I have nothing to do with her from now on!"

At this moment, Zhuang Chaoying walked into the ward and said, "Let's go! I've taken care of all the formalities!"

Huang Ling turned to Zhuang Chaoying and said, "Should we tell Tu Nan again?"

Zhuang Chaoying asked Xiang Pengfei, "Didn't you tell Tu Nan?"

"Yes, I told him!"

"Since you've already told him, don't go anymore, so he won't overthink it."

Huang Ling had no choice but to nod and say, "Alright! Let's go then!"

So Xiang Pengfei helped carry the things, while Zhuang Chaoying helped Huang Ling walk ahead.

The three of them arrived at the parking lot, got into the car, and drove home.

The car didn't have much gas to begin with, and after his trip to the Civil Affairs Bureau, the gas was running low. Although Xiang Pengfei estimated it was about right, the car still ran out of gas and broke down.

To avoid worrying the two elderly people, Xiang Pengfei lied and said, "Auntie, my car has a minor problem and can't move. Shall I call another car for you?"

Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling exchanged a glance, and Huang Ling said, "What's wrong with it? How about we fix it?"

"It won't be fixed anytime soon, and it's almost noon. You should take a taxi home first! Don't make the two of you elderly people stay with me because of my car!"

As he spoke, Xiang Pengfei got out of the car, waved to flag down a taxi, and asked Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling to get out. He then watched them leave.

Once the taxi had disappeared from sight, Xiang Pengfei turned to look at the car, which was now out of gas, sighed, and felt helpless.

Xiang Pengfei turned and walked to the side of the road, sat down on the curb, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, picked one up at random, and prepared to smoke it before thinking of a solution.

Just as he lit his cigarette and took his first puff, a luxurious convertible sports car drove up from the right side of the road. To Xiang Pengfei's surprise, the two people sitting in the convertible were Zhou Yuxiang and Luo Ming.

Luo Ming parked his car next to Xiang Pengfei and said to him, "Hey, isn't this my ex-husband? What are you doing here? Begging on the street? Or are you trying to scam people because you can't make a living?"

Enraged, Xiang Pengfei threw his cigarette, which he had just taken a drag on, on the ground and shouted, "I'm a car that's run out of gas, not a beggar!"

"Haha, so poor you can't even afford gas, and you're still a beggar? Then what are you?"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhou Yuxiang said, "Alright, stop making sarcastic remarks. Everyone has their difficult times!"

Zhou Yuxiang's words probably still carried weight with Luo Ming, so Luo Ming stopped talking.

Zhou Yuxiang turned to Xiang Pengfei and said, "Here's what we'll do, Pengfei. I'll give you a hundred yuan first, so you can fill up the gas tank!"

Xiang Pengfei didn't look directly at Zhou Yuxiang, but turned his face away and said, "I have no relation to you, and I don't want your charity!"

"you?"

Before Zhou Yuxiang could finish speaking, Luo Ming said, "Honey, let's ignore this beggar, shall we? My friend is waiting for us at the karaoke bar!"

Zhou Yuxiang didn't speak, but instead reached out her hand to Luo Ming.

Luo Ming asked, somewhat confused, "What?"

"Money!"

"oh!"

Luo Ming took a wad of cash from the gearshift and placed it in Zhou Yuxiang's hand, saying, "This is ten thousand. What do you want to do with it?"

Zhou Yuxiang casually tossed the money to Xiang Pengfei and said, "Let's go! We're in a hurry, aren't we?"

Luo Ming said somewhat unwillingly, "You're just going to give it away like that?"

"Are you leaving or not? If not, I'm getting off!"

Luo Ming then stepped on the gas and drove away.

Xiang Pengfei picked up the wad of money, intending to return it, but by the time he did, the convertible had vanished.

Xiang Pengfei weighed the 10,000 yuan in his hand, not knowing what to do. He looked around and saw that there were no gas stations nearby. Even with the money in his hand, he had no way to make a living and could not afford to refuel.

As Xiang Pengfei sat down on the roadside again, trying to think of a way to get the gasoline, another car stopped beside him.

Xiang Pengfei looked up and saw that it was Zhao Hai. He said, "Zhao Hai? What's this?"

Sitting in the driver's seat, Zhao Hai laughed and said, "I was on my way to deliver goods to a customer when I passed by and saw you sitting here. I was just asking what's wrong?"

"Here's the thing, my car ran out of gas, and there's no gas station around, so it's stuck!"

"Oh, really? Luckily, I have a can of spare gas in my car. You can use that first, and then go to the nearby store to fill up!"

Upon seeing his savior, Xiang Pengfei quickly said, "Oh, thank you so much, Brother Hai!"

Zhao Hai laughed and said, "Why are you being so polite? You'll be my brother-in-law soon, we're family now, and family doesn't need to stand on ceremony!"

Xiang Pengfei blushed and hesitated, saying, "I...!"

Zhao Hai looked at Pengfei and hesitated, unsure whether it was out of shyness or disagreement, so he asked, "What? You think my sister Zhao Ping isn't pretty enough?"

"No, no, my parents are still in Shanghai, aren't they? I need to wait for them to come back to discuss it! Don't you think so?"

Zhao Hai pointed at Pengfei and said, "You! That's just an excuse. It's your wedding, not your parents'. What? Just because they don't agree, you won't marry my sister?"

"No, no! I need to talk to my parents beforehand. I can't just do it first and ask them later. Even if they disagree, I'll persuade them to agree!"

"That's more like it. Let me tell you, in my family, I agree, my dad agrees, and my older sister Zhao Ping agrees, but my younger sister doesn't agree!"

"Ah! Why is that?"

"Because she also wants to marry you. I don't know what kind of luck you have, that makes both of my sisters like you. I really don't understand!"

"Ah, this...!"