Wen Li got up very early because of the flag-raising ceremony on Monday.

The aunt prepared a large table of breakfast, but there was no one else in the villa except for Qin Ruolan.

Xu Yurong was afraid of her mother's nagging and didn't dare to kick her out directly, so she went on a trip on her own. Before leaving, she gave Wen Li one million yuan in pocket money as her apology fee.

Now Wen Li had nothing to be unhappy about, and even found Qin Ruolan more agreeable.

Wen Li was in a hurry to get to school, so she grabbed two steamed buns from the table, picked up her schoolbag from the sofa, and hopped into the car.

After entering the school, Meng Yubai had already placed breakfast on the table.

Upon seeing Wen Li arrive, he quickly said, "If you ever crave anything in the future, just send me a message and I'll bring it to you."

As Meng Yubai spoke, his eyes remained fixed on Wen Li.

What are you looking at?!

Zheng Ke stared at Meng Yubai for a while, then said with dissatisfaction, "Stop staring at our Xiao Li all the time."

Meng Yubai scratched his head, puzzled.

Before he could speak, Zheng Ke said, "Xiao Li, the steamed buns Meng Yubai bought weren't very good. I know a steamed bun shop that's especially delicious, with thin skin and lots of filling. I'll bring you some every day from now on."

"What do you mean?" Meng Yubai immediately realized that Zheng Ke usually seemed quite quiet, so why was he speaking so rudely?

Meng Yubai pointed at Wen Li's steamed buns: "My steamed buns have been around for ten years, how could they be bad? You've actually eaten them, have you?"

Zheng Ke had never eaten it, but Meng Yubai's approach to Xiao Li was clearly ill-intentioned; even if it was delicious, she would make it sound awful.

Zheng Ke, hands on his hips and neck puffed out, said, "Is a ten-year-old brand really that impressive? The one I know is a century-old brand..."

The two of them started arguing back and forth in class.

In a moment of deep emotion, Zheng Ke let out a long breath, feeling his mouth suddenly dry. Looking at Wen Li with her big eyes, he asked, "Little Li, you decide whose bun you're going to eat!"

She looked like she was about to explode if Wen Li said anything about eating the other person's bun.

Meng Yubai retorted, "Wen Li will definitely choose the buns I bought; we both agreed!"

Zheng Ke looked at Wen Li with an inexplicably dangerous gaze.

“Really, I’ve already agreed to him.” Wen Li nodded like a chick pecking at rice, then her eyes lit up and she suddenly came up with a brilliant idea: “Stop arguing, I have a good idea.”

Both of them looked at Wen Li.

Wen Li said in a serious tone, "Okay, my belly is big, I can eat as many buns as you want, so you can all bring me food together."

As she spoke, Wen Li's gaze darted back and forth between the two of them, her voice inexplicably cheerful: "What do you think of this?"

The two: "..."

Zheng Ke and Meng Yubai remained silent, but when they looked at each other, their two black pupils shone with a fiery light.

Over the next few days, Wen Li didn't know how the two of them ended up getting along.

They were either arguing or on their way to arguing every day. At first, Wen Li tried to break them up, but she found that the more she got involved, the more fiercely they argued.

Wen Li gave up.

Whenever the two argued, Wen Li would stand between Zheng Ke and Meng Yubai, watching whoever was arguing.

Wen Li didn't learn anything, but she quickly grasped the essence of arguing.

Senior year of high school is stressful for students; there are 24 hours in a day, and even going to the toilet requires making the most of every second.

On Friday, Zheng Ke invited his classmates to have hot pot together outside of school after class.

Zheng Ke asked Wen Li.

Are you free after school? We're planning to go eat hot pot.

Wen Li is fairly popular in her class, but this is the first time she has been invited to a party.

It's not that people don't want Wen Li to go.

Instead, everyone knew that Wen Li's family was rich, and she was picked up and dropped off in luxury cars every week. They were even shocked by the fact that Wen Li had 10,000 yuan in her meal card.

Who would be so kind as to load 10,000 yuan onto their meal card?

I thought Wen Li wouldn't agree, but to my surprise, she thought for a moment and then nodded: "Eat!"

After school, the driver was already waiting outside the school. Wen Li told him that she was going out to eat with her classmates, and the driver said, "Then call me when you're done eating, and I'll come pick you up."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Wen Li nodded.

The driver didn't find it hard at all. After all, being a driver for the Wen family earned 50,000 yuan a month. Although he was available whenever they called, the pay was generous. He had weekends off every week and no overtime. The three drivers took turns working. He couldn't find a job that was so easy, with little work and a boss who didn't cause trouble.

In October, while cities in the southwest are still in summer, the north is gradually entering autumn and winter.

The hot pot restaurant was not far from the school, and Zheng Ke invited five or six classmates, including Meng Yubai.

When they arrived, the hot pot restaurant was already full, with only a few tables remaining in the open-air area outside.

Because there were too many people, they were divided into two tables.

Wen Li, Zheng Ke, and Meng Yubai sat at a separate table.

When we were poor, we didn't have the chance to eat pears. After returning home, we mostly ate takeout from hotels or meals cooked by our aunt. The only time we ate barbecue skewers was when we went out with my second brother while filming.

Before long, the waiter brought over a pot of fiery red spicy soup. As the flames blazed under the pot, the red oil inside melted continuously. Once all the dishes were served, the pot began to boil and make a bubbling sound.

"Xiao Li, eat this." Zheng Ke put a piece of meat into Wen Li's bowl with his chopsticks and watched Wen Li eat it with anticipation.

"What's so good about meat?" Meng Yubai retorted, using serving chopsticks to put a few pieces of dried tofu on Wen Li's plate: "This is a must-order bubbly dried tofu at hot pot restaurants in the Southwest. You can have mine first."

Wenli:......

She was already very familiar with this scene.

Wen Li silently ate the meat and vegetables that the two of them had placed on her plate.

While eating, she covered her mouth and mumbled, "Don't make a fuss, I'll eat with you."

The two: ...

Wen Li speaks in such a cute and endearing way that they really can't get angry.

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A heavy truck was speeding towards them from a hundred meters away.

The driver kept pressing the accelerator, glancing at the short drama on his phone every now and then, and honking the horn occasionally, perhaps for safety reasons.

The captivating short film kept him glued to the screen, so much so that he didn't even notice the speedometer on the car was climbing higher and higher.

When the truck reached a downhill section, it suddenly slid down the slope. The slight feeling of weightlessness brought the driver back to his senses. He looked up and saw that the once wide lane had suddenly narrowed by one lane, and his truck was about to crash into a shopping mall.

A cold sweat broke out on the driver's back.

Fortunately, there was still some distance to go, so the driver swerved the steering wheel and quickly slammed on the brakes.

However, despite several sudden braking attempts, the car showed no sign of stopping.

The driver panicked and kept honking the horn to wake up the people around him.

However, the car was going too fast, and after a sharp turn of the steering wheel, it crashed directly into a hot pot restaurant.