Gan Tang did not answer, but said, "Because Lin Shuang's appearance and temperament are very similar to my mother's, she became the high-quality prey chosen by He Zhong. If it weren't for He Zhong, she should have been the most dazzling star under the spotlight."
Fu Cheng looked at Gan Tang, "Did you tell Lin Shuang?"
Gan Tang shook her head. "I'm worried she won't be able to handle it."
"Thank you!" Fu Cheng asked, "Tell me, what do you want to do?"
Gan Tang said calmly, "Given He Zhong's shamelessness, he won't let Lin Shuang go unless he's dead."
"You want me to help you kill He Zhong?"
A person walked past the windshield, and Fu Cheng drove the car away from the residential area.
Standing behind the roadside trees, Lin Shuang watched the departing car, her face ashen. In her trembling hand, she held the crystal crown that Fu Cheng had given her. She had only intended to return it to him, but she hadn't expected to overhear this secret.
The car drove onto a quiet side road and stopped.
Gan Tang answered his question: "It's not about helping me, it's about helping you."
"Alright then." Fu Cheng didn't like this subtle answer and changed his question, "Why do you want him dead?"
“My elder brother was also adopted, so he should know the kindness of being raised, which is like being given a second life. I must avenge my adoptive father, otherwise my conscience will not be at peace.” When Fu Cheng looked at her with suspicion, Gan Tang explained, “He deliberately let my adoptive parents return to the country.”
Fu Cheng lowered his eyes: "Your adoptive father is the one I hit and left in a vegetative state."
"I know." Gan Tang forced a smile. "For Mo Huaixing's sake, I'm willing to forgive you, as long as you're willing to help me."
"So, what happened today was you testing me?" Testing how much he could do for Lin Shuang.
“It’s not entirely a test,” Gan Tang countered. “Don’t you want Lin Shuang to accept you?”
Fu Cheng shook his head. "I don't want her to accept me."
This answer reminded Gan Tang of Mo Huaixing, who had once rejected her, his gaze now mirroring that of Fu Cheng. Gan Tang asked, "Why? Because you're someone without a future? But have you considered that she might not even have a lifetime left?"
Fu Cheng asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"
"How can you expect someone covered in wounds to get through the rest of their life? I think if there is an answer, it must be love. Love is not about being with someone for a lifetime; it is a power, a power that can withstand all kinds of hardships and make people brave."
Thinking of the suffocating feeling Lin Shuang experienced when she was rejected outside the door, Gan Tang sighed, "No one in this world loves her anymore. If you give up on her, she really will die."
"But she doesn't like me at all."
"How do you know she doesn't like you? Some things aren't as they seem." At least, he was the only person she had ever rejected. Gan Tang didn't believe Lin Shuang didn't like him, but she didn't say much, only saying, "What you need to do is not make choices for her, but love her as much as you can."
Why are you telling me all this?
Yes, they were just making a deal. Gan Tang also felt that she had said too much, but she still spoke her mind: "I hope that everyone who has good intentions but has been crushed by fate can find their own happiness."
I will not be unable to love because I have lost my dignity, I will not be afraid to love because I am afraid, and I will not be unworthy to love because of a past I cannot bear to look back on.
Gan Tang felt she had said enough, and finally said, "Three years ago, she fell into hell, and you didn't know. Three years later, whether you want to pull her out of hell or not is your choice."
Fu Cheng gripped the USB drive tightly, finally making up his mind: "What do you want to do?"
Gan Tang said, "The person Mo Huaixing is protecting has already developed a new drug. Once it hits the market, the profits will be immeasurable. He Zhong can't possibly not be envious. The people under Mo Huaixing's command were all once under our boss. If you let them lower their guard even a little, He Zhong can't possibly not steal it, can he?"
Fu Cheng cautioned, "Godfather does take this matter very seriously, but he wouldn't go so far as to kill Fourth Uncle."
“But it will leave him with nothing.” Gan Tang sneered, “Do you think he would just stand by and watch himself lose everything?”
When the benefits become too great, he can't just stand by and watch Lu Zhengqian take away everything he owns. The only way is to fight back.
Fu Cheng added: "At that time, Mo Huaixing will be the greatest contributor to quelling the rebellion, while I will be the traitor who aided and abetted the wicked."
"You can think of it as..."
Fu Cheng raised his hand to stop him, saying, "Consider it as me repaying the life-saving grace you showed me today."
"Thank you!" Gan Tang got out of the car.
Fu Cheng called out, "I'll take you there."
"No need!" Gan Tang waved her hand: "I'll take a taxi back myself."
...
On the fourth floor of Baida Plaza, Gan Tang leaned against the glass railing and smiled at Mo Huaixing: "Then you can try to muddy the waters again, and no one will know that it was you who leaked the information."
Mo Huaixing smiled and reminded him, "This is a public place."
This little girl is getting bolder and bolder.
"So what? True masters live in the city." Gan Tang proudly offered his praise: "Tell me, what do you think of my method?"
Mo Huaixing unfolded his large black trench coat and pulled the smug girl into his arms. "I feel so good to be protected."
Gan Tang nodded in satisfaction, "Then you must behave well from now on."
"Am I not obedient enough?" Mo Huaixing gently tickled her ribs.
Gan Tang slapped his hand away and warned in a low voice, "Behave yourself."
"How did I misbehave?"
"You still ask?" Gan Tang hit him angrily. Mo Huaixing took her hand and led her into an art shop that specializes in selling cups. "Which cup do you like? Pick one."
“I don’t need any more cups.” Gan Tang pulled him outside.
Mo Huaixing grabbed her, his imposing manner leaving no room for refusal, "Pick one and throw the one in your room away."
"Which one?" Gan Tang asked curiously.
"Yes, the one Chu Jiahe gave you."
It's been so long, and besides, it wasn't Chu Jiahe who gave her that cup. But Gan Tang didn't explain, and smiled, "Then shall I pick one?"
The sheer variety of cups was dazzling. Gan Tang looked around, then shook her head at him, "None of them are pretty. Why don't you make me one?"
She pointed to the DIY area on the side.
Mo Huaixing frowned: "How would I know how to do this?"
"Hmm?" Gan Tang said with an air of "If you don't do it, I don't want it anymore," "I think my old cup was pretty nice."
A waiter chimed in, "Sir, please make one. Look how much your girlfriend loves it. Many couples have had cups made at our shop, and they got married that same year."
Mo Huaixing finally realized what it meant to dig a hole and jump in himself, and reluctantly agreed.
To accommodate the young couple, the DIY area was divided into individual booths. Gan Tang sat beside him, watching him clumsily knead the cup.
"Mo Huaixing, you're no good. If it were Jiahe, she would have finished making it by now."
The man who was called out looked at Gan Tang with a mournful expression, "I'm not pinching anymore. You can spend your life with whoever you want."
As he spoke, he flattened the dough he had painstakingly shaped.
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