At the station, Rong Yan and her group split into three groups for ticket inspection.
The woman finally relaxed after everyone had boarded the bus.
Fu Jingsheng switched places with his son and sat next to his wife.
Several children and their grandmother watched cartoons together, wearing headphones.
It was already evening when we arrived at the station.
Fu Jingsheng woke up the sleeping children in advance and prepared their luggage to get off the bus.
He rented a minivan that could seat his family, and the driver took them to the short-term rental villa.
After a safe journey, Rong Yan took a short rest before taking out her phone.
Countless messages and missed calls.
Liang Jia was surprised that Rong Yan and the others had changed their minds and even publicly said that they were not afraid and would not be threatened by anyone again.
Fortunately, the recording cannot be used as evidence, otherwise Liang Jia would have gone to accompany Lu Kai.
The online sentiment shifted abruptly. After learning the whole story, people spontaneously formed a child protection team to take turns safeguarding the children's safety.
Liang Jia became a pariah, hiding in the Lu mansion and not daring to leave the house.
She was at her wit's end, and Liang Jia stared blankly at the whole bottle of sleeping pills.
The comments were mostly well-intentioned, but Rong Yan remained unmoved. These people often went back on their word and were probably the same group of people who had criticized them before.
Rong Yan closed the comment section again.
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At the coffee shop, Ye Jianming decorated the classroom according to plan.
The online reservation mini-program was ready and fully booked on the first day.
Once Rong Yan returns, classes will resume as normal.
Rong Yan assigned Rong Bing a job: signing in for staff. Ye Jianming disliked Rong Bing, but he couldn't change Rong Yan's decision. To distance himself from Rong Bing, he placed a screen between the classroom and his studio and created two entrances so they wouldn't interfere with each other.
The desks were already arranged, and Ye Jianming took a few photos and sent them to the group chat.
Shen Xingzhi was the first to reply: "Old Ye, you're pretty efficient! You've got a good job. I'll come find you after get off work; I want to eat beef rice."
[Hey, Brother Ye, I'm working overtime today, I don't get off until 8 pm, will it be enough time for you to come over? I also want to eat beef rice bowl, my kid has been eating instant noodles for days and is seriously lacking in oil, could you also fry me two eggs?]
[Lily, next time you're hungry, come to the clinic. I'm alone too, let's eat together.]
[@Brother Xiaoye, is there dinner available if I go there at 8 PM?]
【Yes, yes, yes, you won't starve. I'll see if there's any chalk at the bookstore and bring a box over】
I'm busy. If you need anything, call me. I don't have time to send a message.
As soon as Rong Yan logged on, she saw the message that Ye Jianming had logged off.
She replied, "Thank you everyone for your hard work. I'll just sit back and enjoy the fruits of your labor. I'll bring you gifts when I get back. Starting tomorrow, please pay attention to the group messages. I'll send over any good stuff I see."
Sis, you're here!
"What's the maximum amount? Let me think about it," Shen Xingzhi joked. After sending the message in the group chat, she privately transferred a red envelope to Rong Yan. "It's nothing much, just accept it. You don't need to spend money to buy me things, just stick to this standard."
Rong Yan refused to accept the money: "Shen Xingzhi, I suspect you are humiliating me. Take it back. If you transfer any more money, we're done."
[Rong Yan, you need money right now, and I can't offer any other help, so please accept it.]
【No, Shen Xingzhi, stop bothering me. The things I bring back for you won't be expensive. That's all, I'm going out to find something to eat.】 Rong Yan didn't reply later.
Yu Wenhao sat opposite Shen Xingzhi and heard her send a short voice message. After seeing the woman put away her phone, he asked, "Can I go to the coffee shop with you? I can help you too. I can maintain the online system you just mentioned."
Shen Xingzhi sized up Yu Wenhao, forgetting that there was such a powerful general beside her.
“Great! It just so happens you have time. Ye Jianming is quite busy during the day. See if you can help him out.” Shen Xingzhi agreed on behalf of her friend.
Yu Wenhao followed happily.
In the coffee shop, Ye Jianming started nailing picture frames. It was unexpected that someone who had never even touched a hammer before would do such handicrafts. He searched for videos on how to use an electric drill online, attached the smallest drill bit, roughly indicated the position, and then poked it in.
The screws didn't fit the holes I drilled at all; they wobbled when I put them in, and I couldn't hang the picture frame at all.
He realized he had used too much force, so he drilled a little shallower, inserting the screw halfway in, and it fit perfectly when the picture frame was hung.
Ye Jianming smiled as he looked at the first piece of work, muttering to himself, "I really am a genius."
Ye Jianming whistled smugly.
Then, with confidence, he began the next painting.
The drill had barely touched the money, and before it could even make a hole, the picture frame that had already been hung up next to it fell to the ground with a "thud".
Ye Jianming stared at the broken photo frame at his feet, his smile frozen on his face.
"What the hell? I'm quitting." He unplugged the power cord and sulked.
Shen Xingzhi and Yu Wenhao went straight into the coffee shop.
"Ye Jianming." Shen Xingzhi looked around and found no one.
"I guess they're in the classroom next door," the woman said, walking ahead.
Outside the vacated room, there were all sorts of odds and ends. Shen Xingzhi stepped over the clutter and found that no one was inside.
"Strange, where did Old Ye go?" Shen Xingzhi didn't notice the chair next to her.
Ye Jianming raised his hand upon hearing the voice: "Here."
Looking in the direction of the sound, Shen Xingzhi finally saw the person who was blocked by the chair.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Setting up picture frames? I don't know how to do it, it's so annoying. I ruined one frame and made several holes in the wall." Ye Jianming ruffled his hair.
“Yu Wenhao will,” Shen Xingzhi said after glancing at him.
"Huh? Really?" Ye Jianming looked at the refined man in front of him in disbelief.
Yu Wenhao picked up the electric drill and asked, "Really? I installed all the wall cabinets in Xingzhi's house before. This thing is very simple to install. You tell me where to drill holes, draw the lines with a pen, and it will be done in a few minutes."
Ye Jianming climbed onto the stool and drew several circles with a pencil.
Unexpectedly, Yu Wenhao's operation was smooth and efficient, packing the items quickly and well.
Ye Jianming put his arm around the man's shoulder: "Little brother, your handiwork is pretty good. Do you know how to connect water pipes or something?"
"Yes." Back in his hometown, Yu Wenhao did all the housework. He could connect pipes and even electrical wires, let alone water pipes.
"Ye Jianming, you don't mean to think Yu Wenhao is a renovation worker, do you?" Shen Xingzhi sensed something was off.
“I’m enriching Brother Yu’s life and saving him money at the same time. Here, it’s yours now. I’ll go cook.” Ye Jianming said, wiping his hands.
In the classroom, Yu Wenhao put on an apron and gloves, and lay down under the sink with various tools beside him. Shen Xingzhi was in charge of getting the flashlight.
The woman looked at the busy man with a dazed expression, remembering the most important reason why she liked Yu Wenhao in the first place: he was very capable with his hands.
With Yu Wenhao around, Shen Xingzhi's life has become much more convenient. He can fix anything that breaks at home.
With the past vivid in her mind, Shen Xingzhi couldn't help but reach out and wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Yu Wenhao suddenly froze, turned around, and the two locked eyes, sparks flying.
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