River City Café
Fang Qing couldn’t find Shui Miao, so she started calling him.
The phone had barely rung twice when Shui Miao appeared.
“Sorry, I just stepped out for some fresh air.”
Shui Miao invited Fang Qing to sit down, casually ordered two coffees, and then began to study her. Clearly, Fang Qing had made an effort with her appearance. Under the soft lighting, she looked especially graceful, elegant, and charming.
Fang Qing felt uneasy under Shui Miao’s intense gaze, her heart fluttering.
“Hey… are you done staring yet?”
Fang Qing’s tone was gentle, a complete contrast to her earlier furious yelling at Chen Rong—it was like comparing a devil to an angel.
This woman was clearly hooked. There was no need to keep seducing her anymore. Shui Miao slightly raised his eyebrows and smiled. “For a man, beauty is never something you can get enough of. Miss Fang, have you already decided to go with me to Hai City?”
“I… I still need to think about it…”
Fang Qing was skilled at keeping him waiting and deliberately acted coy.
Shui Miao nodded, then sighed softly. “It seems my charm still isn’t enough. Well then, Miss Fang, you can keep thinking about it. I don’t like forcing anyone. By the way, I forgot something very important in my hotel room. I want to go get it and give it to you.”
“Really? Is that so?”
Fang Qing gently bit her lip, feigning modesty. “How could I possibly accept your gift so easily? That would be so awkward.”
“Hehe, it’s just a small gift, nothing much.”
Shui Miao’s skin crawled, and he quickly stood up and hurriedly left the café.
Unaware that Shui Miao was intentionally playing her, Fang Qing sat there foolishly waiting, lost in her daydream.
She had no idea that Shui Miao hadn’t gone to the hotel at all—he had gone straight to Wang Yong’s house instead.
Fang Qing waited and waited, but Shui Miao never came back.
After nearly an hour, Fang Qing called Shui Miao’s mobile phone.
The person who answered was actually Wang Yong, and he spoke in a very tense voice. “No, no, no! I didn’t hit him! You must be a relative of his, right? You should come quickly—this man has been hit by a car!”
“Eh!?”
Upon hearing this, Fang Qing immediately stood up. “Where are you?”
“W-well, at the Wen You’ai Hotel on Daguan Road. Please hurry here—I’m just a passerby!” In reality, Wang Yong was walking with Shui Miao at that very moment.
“Okay! I’ll be right there!”
Fang Qing hung up the phone, left one hundred yuan on the table, and ran out.
On the way:
Wang Yong handed the phone to Shui Miao, his face full of confusion. “Hey, Shui Miao, what exactly are you doing here?”
Chenghé Coffee Shop
Unable to find Shuimiao, Fang Qing began calling his phone.
After just two rings, Shuimiao appeared.
“Sorry, I just stepped out for some fresh air.”
Shuimiao invited Fang Qing to sit down, casually ordered two coffees, and then began studying Fang Qing. She had clearly put effort into her appearance—under the soft lighting, she looked particularly intellectual and charming.
Fang Qing felt a ticklish sensation under Shuimiao’s blatant gaze, growing increasingly restless.
“Have… have you seen enough?”
Fang Qing’s tone was very gentle, a stark contrast to how she had cursed Chen Rong earlier—like the difference between a devil and an angel.
This woman was completely hooked; no further effort was needed to lure her in. Shuimiao’s eyebrows twitched slightly as he smiled and said, “For men, beautiful women are never something you can get enough of looking at. Miss Fang, have you decided to go to Zhonghai City with me?”
“I… I still need to think about it…”
Fang Qing was skilled at playing hard to get, deliberately acting reserved.
Shuimiao nodded and sighed softly. “It seems my charm isn’t enough after all! In that case, Miss Fang, take your time to think it over. I don’t like to force people. By the way, I forgot something very important in my hotel room. I’d like to fetch it and give it to you, Miss Fang.”
“R-really?”
Fang Qing gently bit her lip, pretending to be coy. “How can I just accept your gift like that? It’s so embarrassing!”
“Hehe, it’s just a small gift, nothing much!”
Shuimiao felt goosebumps all over and quickly stood up, hurrying out of the coffee shop.
Unaware that Shuimiao was playing her, Fang Qing foolishly waited, lost in her beautiful dreams.
Little did she know that Shuimiao hadn’t gone to the hotel but had instead gone straight to Wang Yong’s house.
Fang Qing waited and waited, but Shuimiao never returned.
After nearly an hour, Fang Qing called Shuimiao’s phone.
The person who answered was Wang Yong, who spoke in an extremely nervous tone: “N-no, it wasn’t me who hit him! You must be his family, right? Come quickly and see—this person was hit by a car!”
“Ah!”
Upon hearing this, Fang Qing shot to her feet. “Where are you?”
“J-just outside the Wen You Ai Hotel on Daguan Road. Hurry up, I’m just a passerby.” Wang Yong was actually walking with Shuimiao at that moment.
“Okay! I’ll be right there.”
Fang Qing hung up, tossed a hundred-yuan bill on the table, and ran out.
On the Road
Wang Yong handed the phone back to Shuimiao, looking puzzled. “Shuimiao, what exactly are you up to?”
“Hehe, it’s hard to explain in a short time. Keep the phone for now. Remember, you’re just a passerby who doesn’t know me. If she accuses you of hitting me, just run away. I’ll explain later.” Shuimiao lay down by the roadside, and with a subtle use of his water-based immortal power, blood began to appear all over his body.
“Geez, Shuimiao, this… this blood isn’t real, is it?”
Seeing the blood pooling on the ground, Wang Yong grew increasingly panicked.
Noting Wang Yong’s expression, Shuimiao quickly pointed at his face and said, “Yes, yes, that’s the expression—just the right amount of nervousness.”
“…”
Wang Yong was still processing his expression when he heard the sound of a car engine roaring. A white sedan sped toward them…
Fang Qing got out of the car and saw Shuimiao lying on the ground, covered in blood and unconscious. She immediately burst into tears, grabbing Wang Yong’s hand and asking agitatedly, “How did this happen? How? He was fine just a moment ago. How could he end up like this in such a short time?”
“It’s not my fault! I was just passing by, just passing by!”
Wang Yong broke free from Fang Qing’s grip and dashed away.
Fang Qing assumed Shuimiao was dead. Staring at his blood-soaked body, she murmured to herself, “Why? Why did this happen? Why is my life so tragic? Why do the men I fall for have such short lives?”
“…”
Lying on the ground, Shuimiao was utterly surprised.
He had expected the scheming Fang Qing to see him “dead” and walk away without a second thought.
But to his astonishment, she was actually shedding tears for him?
Wait!
A thought struck Shuimiao. “No, no, she’s not crying for me—she’s crying for her own fate. She must be the kind of person who would do anything for someone she loves. Before, to get Chen Rong, she even knocked Duan Hongmei unconscious. Now, for my sake, would she go all out to save me?”
Shuimiao’s goal was to see what kind of person Fang Qing truly was and then decide how to punish her accordingly.
To test her further, Shuimiao moved slightly and muttered, “Save me, save me!”
“Ah!”
Seeing that Shuimiao was still alive, Fang Qing gasped and quickly dialed 112.
After calling for an ambulance, she immediately called her family, asking her mother to prepare 500,000 yuan in cash.
“…”
Lying on the ground, Shuimiao felt a wave of frustration.
He couldn’t help but ask himself: Why is this happening? Why do all these women treat me so well?
He had intended to punish Fang Qing, but now he was the one feeling uneasy!
Forget it—maybe he should just find a way to make her compensate Chen Rong and call it even. She wasn’t having an easy time either!
Seeing how well others treated him, Shuimiao’s heart softened.
Before the ambulance arrived, Fang Qing’s mother showed up first.
As it turned out, Fang Qing’s mother lived in a nearby neighborhood, and her family kept over a million yuan in cash in their safe.
Fang Qing’s parents rushed over with a backpack.
Seeing the blood-covered Shuimiao on the ground, Fang Qing’s mother screamed, “Daughter, daughter, how could you have hit him so badly?”
“It wasn’t me! I didn’t hit him!”
Fang Qing quickly pulled her parents aside and briefly explained the situation.
After hearing her out, Fang Qing’s father scolded her sternly: “Are you stupid? Why would you take responsibility for something like this? There’s no shortage of men in this world. Have you lost your mind? Even if he survives, he’ll be disabled. What future is there in being the other woman?”
“Old man, what kind of talk is that? ‘Other woman’—how crude!” Fang Qing’s mother pushed her husband aside and took Fang Qing’s hand. “Sweetie, I know you don’t like Chen Rong, but you can’t be this foolish! Even if he survives, he’ll be crippled. What would you gain from being with him?”
“…”
Fang Qing blinked, as if suddenly waking up.
Urged by her parents, she wiped her tears, hurried into the car, and the family of three drove off.
“Damn, what kind of parents are they!?”
Shuimiao stood up, shaking his head in frustration. Just as he was about to leave, he saw the BMW screeching back as if racing against time!
Shuimiao was startled and quickly lay back down…
Fang Qing got out of the car, crouched beside Shuimiao, and cried while waving her hands. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I was wrong. I shouldn’t have abandoned you. I don’t want anything from you—I just want to be with you. Even if it’s just talking, that’s enough for me…”
Fang Qing had genuinely fallen in love with Shuimiao, deeply and passionately!
Do I really have that much charm? Is this another peach blossom calamity at work?!
Shuimiao’s head buzzed, and he felt like banging it against the ground.
At the same time, he swore to himself: if he could resolve this peach blossom calamity easily, he would never play emotional games again. Who could handle this kind of pain?
“Oh no, Shui Miao, this blood isn’t real, is it?”
Seeing more and more blood pooling on the ground, Wang Yong couldn’t help but panic.
Seeing Wang Yong’s expression, Shui Miao quickly pointed at him. “Yes, yes! That’s exactly the expression you need—look more nervous!”
“…”
Wang Yong was still trying to process his expression when he suddenly heard a “wuuu—” sound, and a white car came screeching toward them…
Fang Qing got out of the car and saw Shui Miao lying on the ground, covered in blood and unconscious. She immediately burst into tears, grabbed Wang Yong’s hand, and anxiously asked, “How could this happen? How could this happen? He was just fine earlier, so how did he end up like this in such a short time?”
“It’s not me! I was just passing by! I was just passing by!”
Wang Yong struggled free from Fang Qing’s grip and ran off in a flash.
Fang Qing thought Shui Miao was dead. Looking at him soaked in blood, she murmured to herself, “Why? Why did this happen? Why is my fate so cruel? Why do the men I fall for always have such short lives?”
“…”
Lying on the ground, Shui Miao was deeply surprised.
He had originally thought that Fang Qing, with her ill intentions, would just walk away upon seeing him dead.
But he never expected—she was actually crying for him?
Wait a minute!
Suddenly, a thought struck Shui Miao. “No, no, no! She’s not crying for me—she’s crying for her own fate. She must be someone who would do anything for the person she loves, someone who dares to do anything. Earlier, she even knocked out Duan Hongmei to get to Chen Rong. Now, would she do anything to save me?”
Shui Miao’s intention in doing this was to test Fang Qing’s true nature, and then decide how to deal with her accordingly.
To further test her, Shui Miao slightly moved his body and weakly called out, “Save me… save me…”
“Ahh!”
Seeing that Shui Miao was still alive, Fang Qing screamed in shock and immediately took out her phone to dial 112.
After calling 112, she quickly called her family and asked her mother to prepare five hundred thousand in cash.
“…”
Lying on the ground, Shui Miao felt a bit depressed.
He couldn’t help but ask himself, why was this happening? Why did every woman treat him so well?
He had come here intending to punish Fang Qing, but now he felt uneasy about doing so.
Forget it. Maybe he should just think of a way to make Fang Qing compensate Chen Rong a little money and call it quits. After all, she didn’t seem to have it easy either.
Seeing how well others treated him, Shui Miao softened.
Before the ambulance arrived, Fang Qing’s mother arrived first.
It turned out that Fang Qing’s mother lived in a nearby neighborhood. Their home safe contained hundreds of thousands in cash.
Fang Qing’s parents rushed over carrying a backpack.
Seeing Shui Miao covered in blood on the ground, Fang Qing’s mother screamed, “Daughter, daughter! How could you hit someone like this?”
“No, no! It wasn’t me!”
Fang Qing quickly pulled her parents aside and briefly explained the situation.
After hearing her explanation, Fang Qing’s father immediately shouted, “Are you crazy? Why would you take the blame for something like this? There are plenty of other men out there! Have you lost your mind? Even if he survives, he’ll probably be disabled. What are you hoping to gain by staying with him?”
“Honey, look at what you’re saying! Don’t say things like ‘third party’ or ‘mistress’—it sounds so vulgar!” Fang Qing’s mother pushed her husband aside and grabbed Fang Qing’s hands. “Honey, Mom knows you never liked Chen Rong, but you can’t be this foolish! Even if he survives, he’ll be disabled. What do you hope to gain by staying with him?”
“…”
Fang Qing blinked her eyes, as if suddenly coming to her senses.
Influenced by her parents, she wiped her tears dry, panicked, and hurried into the car. The three of them drove away.
“What kind of parents are these!?”
Shui Miao stood up, shaking his head in frustration. Just as he was about to leave, he saw the BMW speeding back like a flash of fire!
Startled, Shui Miao quickly lay back down…
Fang Qing got out of the car, excitedly crouched beside Shui Miao, crying while waving her hands. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! I was wrong! I shouldn’t have left you! I don’t want anything from you! Just being with you is enough for me—even just talking with you would make me completely satisfied…”
Fang Qing had actually fallen deeply in love with Shui Miao—head over heels, heart and soul!
Chenghé Café
Unable to find Shuimiao, Fang Qing began calling him.
The phone had only rung twice when Shuimiao appeared.
“Sorry, I just stepped out for some fresh air.”
Shuimiao invited Fang Qing to sit down, casually ordered two coffees, and then began studying Fang Qing. She had clearly put effort into her appearance. Under the soft lighting, she looked particularly intellectual and charming.
Fang Qing felt a ticklish sensation under Shuimiao’s blatant gaze, growing increasingly restless.
“Haven’t… you seen enough?”
Fang Qing’s tone was very gentle, a stark contrast to how she had cursed Chen Rong earlier—like the difference between a devil and an angel.
This woman was completely hooked; no further effort was needed to lure her. Shuimiao’s eyebrows twitched slightly as he smiled and said, “For men, beautiful women are never something we tire of looking at. Miss Fang, have you decided to go to Zhonghai City with me?”
“I… I still need to think about it…”
Fang Qing was skilled at playing hard to get, deliberately acting reserved.
Shuimiao nodded and sighed softly. “It seems my charm isn’t enough after all! In that case, Miss Fang, take your time to think it over. I don’t like to force people. By the way, I forgot something very important in my hotel room. I’d like to fetch it and give it to you.”
“R-really?”
Fang Qing gently bit her lip, pretending to be coy. “How can I accept your gift so casually? It’s so embarrassing!”
“Hehe, it’s just a small gift, nothing much!”
Shuimiao felt goosebumps all over and quickly stood up, hurrying out of the café.
Unaware that Shuimiao was playing her, Fang Qing foolishly waited, lost in her beautiful dreams.
Little did she know that Shuimiao hadn’t gone to the hotel but had instead gone straight to Wang Yong’s house.
Fang Qing waited and waited, but Shuimiao never returned.
After nearly an hour, Fang Qing called Shuimiao’s phone.
The person who answered was Wang Yong, who spoke in an extremely nervous tone: “N-no, it wasn’t me who hit him! You must be his relative, right? Come quickly! This person was hit by a car!”
“Ah!”
Upon hearing this, Fang Qing shot to her feet. “Where are you?”
“J-just outside the Wen You’ai Hotel on Daguan Road. Hurry! I’m just a passerby.” Wang Yong was actually walking with Shuimiao at that moment.
“Okay! I’ll be right there!”
Fang Qing hung up, tossed a hundred-yuan bill on the table, and ran out.
On the Road
Wang Yong handed the phone to Shuimiao, looking puzzled. “Shuimiao, what exactly are you up to?”
“Hehe, it’s hard to explain in a short time. Keep the phone for now. Remember, you’re just a passerby who doesn’t know me. If she accuses you of hitting me, just run away. I’ll explain later.” Shuimiao lay down on the roadside, and with a subtle use of his water-based immortal power, blood began to appear all over his body.
“Gosh, Shuimiao, this… this blood isn’t real, is it?”
Seeing the blood pooling on the ground, Wang Yong grew increasingly panicked.
Noting Wang Yong’s expression, Shuimiao quickly pointed at his face and said, “Yes, yes! That’s the expression—perfectly nervous.”
“…”
Wang Yong was still processing his expression when the sound of a car engine roared, and a white sedan sped toward them…
Fang Qing got out of the car and saw Shuimiao lying on the ground, covered in blood and unconscious. She immediately burst into tears, grabbing Wang Yong’s hand and crying hysterically, “How did this happen? How? He was fine just a moment ago. How could he end up like this in such a short time?”
“It’s not my fault! I was just passing by, just passing by!”
Wang Yong broke free from Fang Qing’s grip and dashed away.
Fang Qing assumed Shuimiao was dead. Staring at his blood-soaked body, she murmured to herself, “Why? Why did this happen? Why is my life so tragic? Why do the men I fall for have such short lives?”
“…”
Shuimiao lay on the ground, feeling utterly surprised.
He had expected the scheming Fang Qing to see him “dead” and walk away without a second thought.
But to his astonishment, she was actually shedding tears for him?
Wait!
A thought struck Shuimiao. “No, no, she’s not crying for me—she’s crying for her own fate. She must be the kind of person who would do anything for someone she loves. Before, to get Chen Rong, she even knocked Duan Hongmei unconscious. Now, for me, would she go all out to save me?”
Shuimiao’s goal was to see what kind of person Fang Qing truly was and then mete out the appropriate punishment.
To test her further, Shuimiao moved slightly and muttered, “Save me, save me!”
“Ah!”
Seeing that Shuimiao was still alive, Fang Qing gasped and immediately dialed 112.
After calling for an ambulance, she quickly called her family, asking her mother to prepare 500,000 yuan in cash.
“…”
Shuimiao lay on the ground, feeling somewhat frustrated!
He couldn’t help but ask himself, why is this happening? Why is every woman so good to me?
He had intended to punish Fang Qing, but now he was the one feeling uneasy!
Forget it. He might as well find a way to make Fang Qing compensate Chen Rong with some money and call it even. She wasn’t having an easy time either!
Seeing how well others treated him, Shuimiao’s heart softened.
Before the ambulance arrived, Fang Qing’s mother showed up first.
As it turned out, Fang Qing’s mother lived in a nearby neighborhood, and her family’s safe contained hundreds of thousands of yuan in cash.
Fang Qing’s parents rushed over with a backpack.
Seeing the blood-covered Shuimiao on the ground, Fang Qing’s mother screamed, “Daughter, daughter! How could you hit someone so badly?”
“It wasn’t me! I didn’t hit him!”
Fang Qing quickly pulled her parents aside and briefly explained the situation.
After hearing her out, Fang Qing’s father scolded her sternly, “Are you stupid? Why would you take responsibility for something like this? There’s no shortage of men in this world. Have you lost your mind? Even if he survives, he’ll be disabled. What future is there in being his mistress?”
“Old man, what kind of talk is that? Mistress? How crude!” Fang Qing’s mother pushed her husband aside and took Fang Qing’s hand. “Child, I know you don’t like Chen Rong, but you can’t be this foolish! Even if he survives, he’ll be disabled. What would you gain from being with him?”
“…”
Fang Qing blinked, as if suddenly waking up.
Under her parents’ influence, she wiped away her tears, hurried into the car, and the family of three drove off.
“Dammit, what kind of parents are they!?”
Shuimiao stood up, shaking his head in frustration. Just as he was about to leave, he saw the BMW screeching back at breakneck speed!
Startled, Shuimiao quickly lay back down…
Fang Qing got out of the car, knelt beside Shuimiao, and cried while waving her hands. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I was wrong. I shouldn’t have abandoned you. I don’t want anything from you—I just want to be with you. Even if it’s just talking, that’s enough for me…”
Fang Qing had genuinely fallen in love with Shuimiao, deeply and passionately!
Do I really have that much charm? Is this another peach blossom calamity at work?!
Shuimiao’s head buzzed, and he felt like banging it against the ground.
At the same time, he swore to himself that if he could resolve this peach blossom calamity easily, he would never play emotional games again. Who could handle this kind of pain?
Shui Miao’s head suddenly went “buzz”—he almost wanted to go hit a wall.
Chenghé Café
Unable to find Shuǐ Miǎo, Fāng Qìng began calling his phone.
After just two rings, Shuǐ Miǎo appeared.
“Sorry, I just stepped out for some fresh air.”
Shuǐ Miǎo invited Fāng Qìng to sit down, casually ordered two coffees, and then began studying Fāng Qìng. She had clearly put effort into her appearance—under the soft lighting, she looked particularly intellectual and charming.
Fāng Qìng felt a ticklish unease under Shuǐ Miǎo’s blatant gaze, growing restless.
“Haven’t… you seen enough?”
Fāng Qìng’s tone was gentle, a stark contrast to her earlier self when she had fiercely criticized Chén Róng—like the difference between a devil and an angel.
This woman was completely hooked; no further effort was needed to lure her in. Shuǐ Miǎo’s brow twitched slightly, and he said with a smile, “For men, a beautiful woman is never something you can get enough of looking at. Miss Fāng, have you decided to go to Zhōngshǎi City with me?”
“I… I still need to think about it…”
Fāng Qìng was skilled at playing hard to get, deliberately acting reserved.
Shuǐ Miǎo nodded and sighed softly. “It seems my charm isn’t enough after all! In that case, Miss Fāng, take your time to think it over. I don’t like to force anyone. By the way, I forgot something very important in my hotel room. I’d like to fetch it and give it to you.”
“R-really?”
Fāng Qìng gently bit her lip, pretending to be coy. “How can I accept your gift so casually? It’s so embarrassing!”
“Hehe, it’s just a small gift, nothing more!”
Shuǐ Miǎo felt goosebumps all over and quickly stood up, hurrying out of the café.
Unaware that Shuǐ Miǎo was toying with her, Fāng Qìng foolishly waited, lost in her beautiful dreams.
Little did she know that Shuǐ Miǎo hadn’t gone to the hotel but had instead gone straight to Wáng Yǒng’s home.
Fāng Qìng waited and waited, but Shuǐ Miǎo never returned.
After nearly an hour, Fāng Qìng called Shuǐ Miǎo’s phone.
The person who answered was Wáng Yǒng, who spoke in an extremely nervous tone: “N-no, it wasn’t me who hit him! You must be his relative, right? Come quickly! This person was hit by a car!”
“Ah!”
Upon hearing this, Fāng Qìng shot to her feet. “Where are you?”
“J-just outside the Wèn Yǒu Ài Hotel on Dàguān Road. Hurry! I’m just a passerby.” In reality, Wáng Yǒng was walking alongside Shuǐ Miǎo.
“Okay! I’ll be right there!”
Fāng Qìng hung up, tossed a hundred-yuan bill on the table, and dashed out.
On the Road
Wáng Yǒng handed the phone back to Shuǐ Miǎo, looking puzzled. “Shuǐ Miǎo, what exactly are you up to?”
“Hehe, it’s hard to explain right now. Keep the phone for now. Remember, you’re just a passerby who doesn’t know me. If she tries to pin the blame on you, just run. I’ll explain later.” Shuǐ Miǎo lay down on the roadside, and with a subtle use of his water-based immortal power, blood began to appear all over his body.
“Whoa, Shuǐ Miǎo, this… this blood isn’t real, is it?”
Seeing the blood pooling on the ground, Wáng Yǒng grew increasingly nervous.
Noting Wáng Yǒng’s expression, Shuǐ Miǎo quickly pointed at his face. “Yes, yes! That’s the expression—just act very nervous.”
“…”
Wáng Yǒng was still processing his expression when the sound of a car engine roared, and a white sedan sped toward them…
Fāng Qìng got out of her car and saw Shuǐ Miǎo lying on the ground, covered in blood and unconscious. She immediately burst into tears, grabbing Wáng Yǒng’s hand and asking frantically, “How did this happen? How? He was fine just a moment ago! How could he end up like this in such a short time?”
“Not my fault! I was just passing by, just passing by!”
Wáng Yǒng broke free from Fāng Qìng’s grip and sprinted away.
Fāng Qìng assumed Shuǐ Miǎo was dead. Staring at his blood-soaked body, she murmured to herself, “Why? Why did this happen? Why is my life so tragic? Why does every man I fancy meet such an untimely end?!”
“…”
Lying on the ground, Shuǐ Miǎo was genuinely surprised.
He had expected the scheming Fāng Qìng to see him “dead” and walk away without a second thought.
But to his astonishment, she was actually shedding tears for him?
Wait!
A thought struck Shuǐ Miǎo. “No, no—she’s not crying for me. She’s crying for her own fate. She must be the kind of person who would do anything for someone she loves. Before, to win Chén Róng, she even knocked Duàn Hóngméi unconscious. Now, for my sake, would she go to any lengths to save me?”
Shuǐ Miǎo’s goal was to see Fāng Qìng’s true nature and then mete out the appropriate punishment.
To test her further, Shuǐ Miǎo twitched slightly and muttered, “Save me… save me…”
“Ah!”
Seeing that Shuǐ Miǎo was still alive, Fāng Qìng gasped and immediately dialed 112.
After calling for an ambulance, she quickly called her family, instructing her mother to prepare 500,000 yuan in cash.
“…”
Lying on the ground, Shuǐ Miǎo felt utterly bewildered!
He couldn’t help but ask himself: Why? Why is every woman so good to me?
He had intended to punish Fāng Qìng, but now he was the one feeling uneasy!
Forget it. He might as well find a way to make Fāng Qìng compensate Chén Róng with some money and call it even. She wasn’t having an easy time either!
Seeing how kind others were to him, Shuǐ Miǎo’s heart softened.
Before the ambulance arrived, Fāng Qìng’s mother showed up first.
As it turned out, Fāng Qìng’s mother lived in a nearby residential area, and her family’s safe contained hundreds of thousands in cash.
Fāng Qìng’s parents hurried over with a backpack.
Seeing the blood-covered Shuǐ Miǎo on the ground, Fāng Qìng’s mother screamed, “Daughter! How could you have hit someone like this?”
“It wasn’t me! I didn’t hit him!”
Fāng Qìng quickly pulled her parents aside and briefly explained the situation.
After hearing her out, Fāng Qìng’s father scolded her sternly, “Are you out of your mind? Why would you take responsibility for something like this? There’s no shortage of men in this world! Have you lost your senses? Even if he survives, he’ll be disabled. What future is there in being his mistress?”
“Old man, what kind of talk is that? Mistress? How crude!” Fāng Qìng’s mother pushed her husband aside and took Fāng Qìng’s hand. “Sweetheart, I know you never liked Chén Róng, but you can’t be this foolish! Even if he pulls through, he’ll be crippled. What would you gain from being with him?”
“…”
Fāng Qìng blinked, as if suddenly waking up.
Urged on by her parents, she wiped away her tears, hurried into the car, and the family of three drove off.
“Damn, what kind of parents are they?!”
Shuǐ Miǎo stood up, shaking his head in frustration. Just as he was about to leave, he saw the BMW screech to a halt and speed back!
Startled, Shuǐ Miǎo quickly lay back down…
Fāng Qìng got out of the car, knelt beside Shuǐ Miǎo, and cried while waving her hands. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I was wrong! I shouldn’t have abandoned you! I don’t want anything from you—I just want to be with you. Even if it’s just talking, that’s enough for me…”
Fāng Qìng had genuinely fallen in love with Shuǐ Miǎo, deeply and utterly!
Do I really have that much charm? Is this another peach blossom calamity at work?!
Shuǐ Miǎo’s head buzzed, and he felt like banging it against the ground.
At the same time, he secretly vowed that if he could resolve this peach blossom calamity easily, he would never play emotional games again. Who could handle this kind of pain?
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