Visitations by people to see Song Hao came in waves.

No sooner had Bai Yifan left than another group arrived.

This time the visitors were different from the others, as the ones who came were the big shots from the Dongbei Tiger group of the east side of the city. Dongbei Tiger, along with Big Beard and Qiu Wuming, entered the room. All three exuded a powerful presence, clearly having been seasoned by years on the streets.

"Song Hao, we've come to see how you're doing." Dongbei Tiger, dressed in a black suit with a scar on his face, looked especially fierce when he smiled.

"Mr. Hu, what brings you here?" As soon as Song Hao saw them, his face lit up with a smile.

"Heard you got a kick from that Lin Chuan, didn't you?" Dongbei Tiger stepped forward and said, "I was really worried for you. Why on earth did you offend that kid Lin Chuan? He's vicious, like a rabid dog."

"Indeed!" Song Hao hastily nodded and said, "Mr. Hu, please have a seat."

Song Hao eagerly received the three guests.

"No need to stand on ceremony, we're all brothers here." Dongbei Tiger chuckled and sat down on a nearby chair, while Big Beard and Qiu Wuming also took their seats. Dongbei Tiger smiled and asked, "How are you doing? No serious issues with your health, right? If there's any trouble, just let me know. We're more than willing to help."

"No major problems," replied Song Hao, shaking his head. "It's just that I'm feeling really choked up inside."

"I know you're feeling choked up." Dongbei Tiger sniffed, took a cigar out of his suit pocket, and said, "That's why we three brothers especially came over to chat with you, help you relax a bit."

"Mr. Hu, you're joking." Song Hao chuckled and said, "How could I trouble you to make such an effort?"

"Haha, I told you, we are all brothers." Dongbei Tiger laughed, "After hearing about your incident, we were very disturbed to find that Lin Chuan was way too brutish. To think that as a man, he... broke your... that thing. Ah, it's heartrending to say, and tear-jerking to hear."

"Mr. Hu, I..." Song Hao was somewhat touched. He hadn't expected his plight would even concern Dongbei Tiger.

However, what Song Hao didn't know was that Dongbei Tiger's visit today had a purpose. How could he actually be concerned about someone insignificant like Song Hao? Even though his father was Song Ming, what of it? Nowadays, the relationship between Dongbei Tiger and Song Ming was tenuous at best. They seemed to be in harmony, but that could rupture at any moment.

"By the way, Xiao Hao, regarding Lin Chuan's vicious move on you, have you thought about how to deal with him?" Dongbei Tiger asked.

"I'm considering it!" said Song Hao.

"What's there to consider?" Dongbei Tiger gnashed his teeth and said, "Where is your dignity as a man? A real man should reclaim his own honor."

Song Hao was taken aback and asked, "What should I do?"

"It's all up to the individual." Dongbei Tiger squinted his eyes and whispered into Song Hao's ear, "I have a way to make Lin Chuan suffer unbearably."

"What way?" Song Hao eagerly asked.

"I've heard Lin Chuan is a devoted son." Dongbei Tiger's mouth curved into a sinister smile as he said, "Since we can't kill Lin Chuan, let's kill his mother. Lin Chuan is such a devoted son, right? If he sees his own mother murdered... hehe, I bet he would be in utter agony."

"This..." Song Hao paused.

"What do you think?" Dongbei Tiger asked curiously.

"That... killing his mother doesn't seem right, does it?" Song Hao said awkwardly, "His mother is innocent when it comes to our grievances, and she's powerless to defend herself, it seems somewhat unfair to target her."

"In life, it's all about spirit and breath." Dongbei Tiger's eyes flickered with a glint of cold light and said, "If we always talk about fairness, what's the point? What matters most to Lin Chuan is his mother. Long Wu merely broke his mother's leg, and yet Lin Chuan almost killed him for it. That shows how crucial his mother is to him."

"Okay, I'll think about it," Song Hao nodded.

"Brother." At this moment, Dongbei Tiger stood up, patted Song Hao's shoulder, and said, "As a man, what's most important is that sense of dignity. If you lose the dignity that a man should have, then there's no point in living."

Having said that, Dongbei Tiger, along with Big Beard and Qiu Wuming, turned and left.

As they descended the stairs, Big Beard murmured, "Old third, are you sure this plan will work?"

"Heh, of course, it will work." Qiu Wuming gave a chilling laugh and said, "We've now planted a seed in Song Hao's heart. I believe it won't be long before this seed is watered by the hatred in Song Hao's heart and grows into a towering tree."

"I think this plan is pretty good," Dongbei Tiger grinned.

After the three men left, Song Hao lay in his bed, his mind entangled completely with Dongbei Tiger's words. Killing Lin Chuan's mother to plunge Lin Chuan into a state of endless torment—was that truly the only way?

Song Hao's mind was in chaos, caught in a seemingly endless loop, his thoughts dominated by this idea.

Revenge!

I must take fierce revenge on Lin Chuan to regain my own dignity.

This is a man's dignity. Song Hao pondered and hesitated for a long time in his mind, and eventually, he made up his mind. No matter what, once he had fully recovered, he would have to deal with Lin Chuan properly. Whether he killed him or his mother, he had to seek justice for himself.

...

After mollifying Tang Yumeng, Lin Chuan thought the matter was settled. The following days were uneventful; the transport market became regularized, and work at the sand field resumed as normal. No one dared to trouble Lin Chuan anymore. And after a few incidents, Feixiang Transport Company's reputation, instead of decreasing, became known to everyone and emerged as the absolute second biggest player in the east city district. The company became seen by many in Jiangbei City as truly powerful; daring to fight against officials, and argue with the police—it was not possible without some real capabilities.

Friday, a sunny and pleasant day, the sun shining brightly, the light piercing. Lin Chuan stood in the transport market, looking at the bustling scene. Once, he too had sweated here, and once, Zhou Rui and the others had worked tirelessly here. This place bore the youth and memories of these kids,

Beep beep beep...

The ringing of a telephone awakened the memories.

"Lin Chuan." A familiar voice came through.

"Yang Zi?" Lin Chuan was somewhat surprised.

"Tomorrow is my wedding day," Yang Zi chuckled, saying, "Are you free tonight? I'd like to talk to you."

"Tonight... Yeah, sure." Lin Chuan nodded, saying, "Where shall we meet tonight?"

After all, she's getting married tomorrow, so there's no harm in talking. Besides, Yang Zi truly was his goddess back in the day—this he cannot deny. However, eight or nine years have passed since then, and those youthful days have long faded away, and Yang Zi in his heart is not much different from any ordinary girl.

Eight or nine years later, having witnessed so much and met so many people, Lin Chuan also encountered the upper strata of society. Thus, he no longer held much nostalgia for a girl like Yang Zi. Men like beautiful women, but ultimately, they still need to be cautious around materialistic women like Yang Zi.

"Just find a place to sit down." Yang Zi smiled, "I'll drive over to pick you up tonight."

"That works." Lin Chuan nodded.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Chuan felt even more complex. Unexpectedly, the first girl he secretly loved in his life was about to marry someone else. Lin Chuan revealed a smile; of course, there was neither bitterness nor pain in his smile, but rather a sense of letting go and blessing.

"Chuan bro, what are you grinning about all by yourself?" Zhou Kai came over, wearing a safety helmet.

"Nothing, just thinking about some stuff," Lin Chuan laughed.

"Thinking about what?" Zhou Kai sat down beside Lin Chuan, completely disregarding the dust on the ground, offering Lin Chuan a cigarette.

Lin Chuan lit the cigarette and then said, "Yang Zi is getting married tomorrow."

"Ah?" Zhou Kai was startled and said, "That bitch invited you?"

"Yeah." Lin Chuan nodded.

"Fuck, I bet that woman is up to no good," Zhou Kai said coldly, "Definitely has bad intentions. She must be trying to irritate you. Showing you she's married a good husband now, or maybe Liu Shaoqi set you up to embarrass you."

"It's no big deal," Lin Chuan took a puff of his cigarette, saying, "Aren't women all like to show off?"

"Chuan bro, maybe you just shouldn't go," Zhou Kai frowned, saying, "I suspect Liu Shaoqi is going to deliberately make you look bad at the wedding."

"We were classmates after all, how could I not go?" Lin Chuan smiled.

"That last class reunion was fucking bullshit," Zhou Kai sneered, "What kind of reunion is that? It's just a time for rich people to show off. Successful classmates had to spiritually crush the male students and physically dominate the female students. Now look, Liu Shaoqi has got Yang Zi."

"Everyone's an adult, what's wrong with *********?" Lin Chuan glanced at Zhou Kai with annoyance, saying, "Why does it sound so twisted coming out of your mouth? Right, Yang Zi has asked to talk to me tonight; I need to go back and prepare a bit."

"Fuck," Zhou Kai exclaimed, immediately shouting, "Chuan bro, make sure you wear a condom. That woman's probably going to try and screw you."

Lin Chuan scoffed. With Yang Zi's character, she definitely wouldn't do such a thing.

Around seven in the evening.

Yang Zi drove a white BMW to Changlin Factory. She knew the place well, as she had once gone to school here. It was also a place filled with her memories, and she could probably find her way here even with her eyes closed.

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